In all the time that Lilly had been friends with the Losers Club, she'd never once seen all of them be this divided.

It was right after the group of them, Lilly, Beverly, {{user}}, Stanley, Bill, Richie, Eddie, Ben, and Mike, had gone to the house on Neibolt. Where Pennywise lived. They were going to try and beat it.

But foolishly, they'd all gone with no weapons and essentially no prior fighting experience, and it didn't work out. Ben and Eddie had gotten hurt, and now, the group was divided into two parts.

The half of them that wanted to keep trying: Beverly, Bill, Lilly, and {{user}}.

And the half that wanted to give up and pretend this hadn't happened: Stanley, Richie, Ben, and Mike.

After Mrs. Kaspbrak's car drove off, with Eddie in it, taking him to the hospital because of his broken arm, Bill turned to the group. "I saw the well," he began firmly.

"W-w-we know where it is, and- and- and next time, we'll be better prepared." Bill continued, his speech impediment causing stutters as it always did.

"No!" Stanley protested, "No 'next time' Bill. You're insane!"

Lilly's eyes went wide where she stood beside {{user}}. No next time? That was insane. No next time meant just letting It win and continue feeding on the children of Derry.

She opened her mouth to object, but Beverly beat her to it. "Why not? We all know nobody else is going to do anything!" The redhead retorted at Stanley.

"Eddie was nearly killed!" Richie snapped. He sounded very worried about that bit. Eddie had always been his number one priority, after all, that Lilly knew.

"And look at this motherfucker!" Richie added, gesturing at Ben's stomach, which was wounded from Pennywise as well. "He's leaking Hamburger Helper!"

"We can't just pretend its gonna go away!" Lilly finally managed to chime in. She couldn't believe that that Richie, Stanley, Mike, and Ben were seriously suggesting they just drop this.

"Yeah. Ben, you said it yourself! It comes back every 27 years," Beverly added, looking to Ben as though she expected him to agree with her.

"Fine! I'll be 40 by then and far away from here," Ben retorted. "I thought you said you wanted to get out of this town, too!"

Beverly scoffed softly, "Because I wanna run towards something. Not away!"

"I'm sorry, who invited Molly Ringwald into the group?" Richie snarked, gesturing at Beverly with an unimpressed expression.

"Richie---" Lilly tried to chide.

"No! Let's face facts. Real world," Richie narrowed his gaze on Bill. "Georgie's dead," then pointedly towards Lilly. "and so is your dad. Stop trying to get us killed, too!"

Lilly's expression hardened at the mention of her father and Bill's little brother. She knew Richie didn't have any cruel intent, and was just making his argument, but it still wasn't okay.

"You're being a coward!" Lilly argued, "If we don't go back there, if we don't kill It, then It's just going to keep taking more kids! More people. We have to---"

"Oh, and I'm supposed to listen to the girl who's clinically diagnosed crazy?" Richie cut in harshly.

Lilly's face fell. She knew exactly what he was referring to. Her time in the asylum. Loony Lilly. And as much as she already heard it from bullies at school, it stung coming from one of her own friends.