Dear Well. Me? I don't know how journaling works. But it's supposed to clear the mind of all that has happened. It'll always be there. But this'll bring ease. Without paying hundreds of dollars for a therapist that may or may not be top-notch like yelp reviews say they are. So I'm journaling. But it's hard. It's hard to journal something when no one but us seven will understand. As I'm writing, I keep glancing at my engagement ring. That I didn't bother wearing until all of my family knew. (Remember. My family. Will always be my losers. No one else. Unless...well who knows what Ben and I have in store). Regardless. Ben made it. And instead of a traditional diamond. It's Amber. A small amber stone on a branch like a designed ring. Still can't believe Ben, meat hand, Ben made this. But it also makes me remember the fact that he's been in love with me for all this time and I was so blind to it when we were kids to teens. He makes me feel like a million bucks, unlike my ex. Ben makes life worth living and I spent the past few months learning that. He makes me, not afraid to be myself. I'd like to leave this entry on a good note. Thank you...for listening? Weird. -Beverly Marsh
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"Do you mind sending the drawn material to my partner? Then we can get our clothing manufactures involved to bring the work to life" Beverly smiles as her assistant written down all asked of her before taking the proofs. "Thank you Rose"
"Of course Ms. Marsh" Rose smiles heading out of her office walking passed a very tired of traveling Ben holding a bouquet of roses in his hand. "Good morning Mr. Hanscom"
"Morning Rose" Ben smiles before smiling, even more, locking eyes with his love. "Good morning Ms. Marsh" he continued to have that smile Beverly loved so much. That when he finally closed the door she got up embracing Ben when he walked beside her.
"How was Germany?"
"Wonderful. But I wish it were you with me" Ben smiles kissing her cheek before giving a gentle loving kiss on her sweet soft lips.
"Mm, at least Mike had a good time. Right?"
"It's nice spending time with friends. But I'd love at least an hour with my fiancé before she goes back to work"
"An hour you'll get. After I get confirmation from my partner Cam" Beverly smiles stealing another kiss before taking the roses. "You can wait here?"
"Of course love" Ben smiles watching Bev walked out.
Ben took the moment to sit down on her couch and check up on their Losers. But more specifically. The missed messages coming from the one and only Eddie Kaspbrak.
Eddie: Did Beverly get a restraining order?
Eddie: Fuck. That's random.
Eddie: I just got back into work yesterday and I'm honestly already over thinking about my own life
Eddie: I'd ask Bill about his divorce lawyer but Mike told me he needs to not focus on the aftermath of it all.
Eddie: Understandable. But he's like the only one other than Bev that got a divorce.
Eddie: I need help
Ben: Calm down, and you can ask Beverly about the divorce lawyer. But regarding restraining order? That took a lot out of her because even after filing it. She is still worried. So, and from my knowledge. Myra is just clingy. Not abusive. I don't think there's a valid reason for a restraining order.
Eddie: Okay. There's sadly more context to that on Myra's end and I had to hear about it. Which. I wasn't in the right headspace. But. I don't know. I thought she was going to leave me that one night in the hospital but she didn't.
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