iAmCC- hmm, what DID I do? ;)

Guest- I wouldn't be so sure just yet ;) but, you should be happy/angry/confused/scared XD

Richard is definitely not a happy camper. You have the most annoying fucking demon to thank for that. Richverly isn't exactly on good terms right now, folks, and honestly, neither is anyone else.

Also, thank my fucked up family members for all the pent up anger I used towards writing most of this chapter XD.

P.S. I honestly hated writing this chapter cus like, I almost cried fr fr, but alas, it had to be done for what happens in the coming chapters.

"Where are my glasses?" Richie asked, twisting around, looking for Eddie as if he had the answer, which, he did. He twisted a little too far and fell on his butt. "Oh shit." Mike shook his head at him, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.

"Here, Chee." Eddie put his glasses on for him and then wrapped his arms around him. "Stop fucking running face first into danger you dumbass." Richie snorted.

"Someone has to." He shrugged. He looked over at El who had wrapped herself around Mike the way Nora did, and refused to let him go.

"Let's get you cleaned up, yeah?" Mike whispered to her. She nodded but made no move to get up. He sighed and looked at Richie, who stood and helped Mike up, all the while El clung to his body.

"I have some baby wipes you can use." Eddie offered, unzipping his fanny pack and handing the pack to Mike.

"Thanks." He nodded to him and sat on the couch. He managed to get El to sit back far enough that he could wipe the blood off, but she held on to his shoulders the whole time. Richie sat next to them, and Eddie sat beside him, grabbing his hand.

"Hey, short stuff, it's all good, we're both here. Though I'm surprised you're not tired of me yet." Richie joked, poking her shoulder. She looked over at him, tears welling up in her eyes again. "Did I say something?" He asked, eyes wide, as she buried her face in Mike's shoulder.

"Not tired of you." She said, hiccuping. "IT is wrong. We want you."

"I know, shorty." She scowled at him. "The only thing that freaked me out, other than the shadow death shit, is watching Mike hit the water." He shivered at that.

"I didn't hit the water though?" Mike made a face.

"IT can show us whatever IT wants us to see." Bev said. "Our biggest fear. He showed her hers." Mike moved a hand to her hair, threading his fingers through it.

"Can someone explain to me what's going on here?" Jonathan asked.

"L-long story or short story?" Bill asked.

"Short."

"Clown." Richie said.

"Long story."

"Demon clown." Dustin said. Jonathan rolled his eyes and Mike H patted his back and told him everything that's happened so far.

"Hey Richie?" Bev asked. He looked at her, eyebrows raised. "Um, what did IT mean when IT said...said you wanted to die for your own selfish reasons?" Everyone turned to look at the curly haired man, and suddenly, he didn't like the attention at all. He swallowed and grinned widely, showing his teeth.

"Nothing of the sorts was true, my deah deah Beverly. IT doesn't know what IT's talking about, remembah?" She looked at him, seeing right through the facade. She crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. "Would I ever lie to you-" She pursed her lips, breathing through her nose.

"Well, you lied to me about when your parents kicked you out when you were eighteen." She said. "You lied about the abuse. You lied about the last meal you ate when we were all together still, all the fucking time. You lied about the time you lost your glasses and said you got fucking contacts and couldn't see for two days because your parents wouldn't get you new glasses. You lied to me when you were basically living at the barrens and told me you stayed with someone. I saw through it all Richie. And I see through your lie now. Did you try to kill yourself?" Richie stared at her, eyes wide. He didn't know what to think, say or do. He didn't know whether to just get up and leave, to be mad at her, or to just tell the truth. As per usual, his decision was the stupidest one he could make.

"Well fuck you two, Beaverly." He glared at her. "Thanks a lot for outing me to every fucking one. I told you those things for a reason, and only you. They didn't need to know that shit. It's not their problem. And you know what? So what if I'm a liar? So what if I'm a fucking disappointment? You guys would probably have been happy if I had actually killed myself, which, by the way, I didn't try to do. Trust me, I thought about it." He stood up angrily. "I sat on that fucking cliff so many times, tempted to just jump off and see if the angle would kill me. Sometimes I wished the fucking clown would have just killed me when IT had the chance to."

"You really are selfish, you know that?" She was standing now. "You only think about yourself. Did you ever think how much you'd hurt us if you did that? Have you ever thought about how your family would have reacted? What if Mike and your parents and sisters never got to meet you?"

"Bev-" Eddie started but Richie cut him off

"What family?" He yelled. "What family did I have? None, that's what. They wouldn't have batted a fucking eye if I died, if that missing persons poster was real. The rest of you? You didn't even know I was in a fucking band until a couple weeks ago, even though I'd told you multiple times that I had a show or fucking rehearsal. And my real family? They'd have been better off without me."

"Richie! That's not true!" Nancy exclaimed.

"How about everyone just shut the fuck up?" Will stood, crossing his arms and glaring at the two.

"How about I just leave everyone alone and go back to Derry?" Richie suggested.

"Why not go to the quarry here and think about that?" Bev said. Everyone gasped comically. Richie's mouth dropped open as he stared at her. Her own eyes widened as she realized what she said. "Rich-"

"We all just need to calm down-" Hopper said, standing up and holding his hands up. Richie's laughter caused him to quiet abruptly and everyone stared at him.

"Wow, you are a real bitch, Bevvie." He cackled. "I might just do that, actually." He said, walking towards the door. "See? No one's going to try and stop me from leaving!" He threw the front door open and yelled out into the dark, "Hey Pennywise! You want me? Come and get me!"

"Richie! I didn't mean it, I'm sorry!" Bev yelled as he walked down the street. He turned around and started walking backwards. He cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled,

"Oh but ya did! And ya damn right yir sorry! A sorry best friend, that is!"

El darted off Mike's lap and out the door, holding her hand out and forcing Richie to stop.

"Hey! Let me go, dammit!" He didn't even question what was happening. "Let me go get drunk and drown my sorrows in alcohol and be selfish like my adoptive parents!" He could hardly move in her grasp. She walked towards him, a fire in her eyes that sort of scared the shit out of him. He may have peed a little but that could have been the fact that she was nearly squeezing the life out of him.

"No." She stated. "You're angry, you're hurt. I understand. You need to calm down."

"Yeah man, what she said is fucked up but what you said isn't true. We wouldn't be better off with out you." Mike told him, falling in step with her. Nancy and Eddie jogged to catch up with them as everyone joined them outside but stayed in the yard.

"I hate to bring her up, but what about Nora?" Nancy said. "She wouldn't know who you are, and you wouldn't know how much she loves you, Richie."

"What about me, Chee?" Eddie asked softly. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten away from my mom."

"Stop trying to guilt me into not being mad." Richie scoffed.

"We're not trying to guilt you." Nancy said. "You have a right to be mad. We're only trying to tell you we love you and don't want anything to happen to you."

"Now stop being a dramatic asshole and calm the hell down." Eddie crossed his arms over his chest.

"I'm not going back there. Not tonight." Richie shook his head, the only thing he could actually move.

"Okay, you don't have to. You can come and stay at our place tonight." Mike offered, glancing at El, who nodded in agreement.

"And Eddie, if you want to come too, you can. We don't want to separate you two."

"Fine." Richie stared at El expectantly. "You can let me go now." She seemed to have forgotten about the hold she had on him and dropped her hand.

"Sorry." She muttered.

"Is all okay, Sweets." He said, shaking his arms out. "But damn you got a grip with that force shit." She snorted.

"Sorry. Let's go though, I don't like being out in the street at night." She huddled in closer to Mike, who wrapped an arm around her. Richie did the same with Eddie and Nancy and the five walked back to the house. Richie blatantly ignored Bev and leaned against Mike's car, lighting up a cigarette with Nancy under one arm and Eddie going back inside to get some stuff for them to take, as Richie was adamant on not going back in.

"Richie, please." Bev was nearly crying.

"Did you hear that?" He asked Nancy, who looked at him and then at Bev and shrugged.

"Oh come on, Richie." Stan said, crossing his arms. "Stop being such a drama queen."

"Huh, I see you're on her side then, Stanley." He nodded to him once and ignored him as well, taking a puff of his cigarette. Richie saw Nora squirming in Joyce's arms, pointing at him. He put the cigarette out quickly and walked forward, taking her out of Joyce's arms. She hugged his neck happily, nuzzling her face into his neck.

"You tink, Chee Chee." She said. He snorted.

"Sorry, Nori." He kissed her cheek and leaned next to Nancy again. While they were waiting on Eddie, Mike and El, who had gone in to grab their own things, everyone said their goodbyes and left, promising to call if anything else happens. Mike and El came out, followed closely by Eddie, who carried a bag.

"Sorry for making you get our stuff, Eds, I just don't want to deal with bullshit in there anymore." He apologized, but Eddie shushed him with a quick kiss.

"S'fine." He mumbled against his lips and threw the bag in the back.

"Are you mad at me too, Eddie?" Bev asked.

"For what you said, yeah. But I'm not taking sides. I just don't want to sleep without Richie." Richie stuck his tongue out at him, then wiggled his eyebrows.

"Please don't do anything inappropriate anywhere in our house." Mike called as he got in the car after saying goodbye to Nancy and Jonathan. Richie snorted. He kissed Nora's cheek again and gave her to Nancy. She gave him and Eddie both a side hug.

"If anything happens, Nance, big or small, call someone, okay?" Eddie told her.

"I will, I promise."