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you ran to bev's house holding a giant bag in your hand. you ran up the stairs and went straight to beverly's door. you knocked with your left hand, waiting patiently.
seconds later the door swang open revealing the beautiful red head known as beverly marsh.
"y/n? what are you doing here?" bev asks, smiling. "and what's with the bag?"
"i want to run away with you." i state, going straight to the point.
"what do you mean ?" bev asks, confused.
"you told me that you're going to run away and i want to go with you." i state once more.
"y/n, you can't. what about your brother?" bev asks, concerned.
"this is richie we're talking about, he'll be fine. i'll see him again." i smile.
"you would really leave richie, the loser's club, derry, just for... me?" bev says, tears falling down her cheeks.
"i'll do anything for you bev, always." i put my bag down on the floor.
she pulls me into the tightest hug we've ever shared. bev pulls away, grabbing a bag and slinging it over her shoulder.
