it chapter two | reader insert [✔]

thirteen | two sides of a card

hey bbys, sorry about the late updates but life has been kicking my ass. but im doing better now with the help of my loves harry styles and chris evans so expect more updates regularly thank u love u all x

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Your hearing went out for a few moments, and while you laid on the ground, you wondered if this is what people who survived bombs felt like. You didn't have time to think for long, though, because you felt someone begin shaking your shoulders. 

You didn't realize your eyes were closed until you opened them and saw both Mike and Bill's worried faces in front of you. Their mouths were moving, but it took a couple seconds for your hearing to come back before you could understand what they were saying. 

"Are you okay?" They kept repeating as they helped you stand up. 

You guessed you had gotten the worse of the sound, because you had been the closest, trailing behind Bill. 

You all panicked for a minute, making sure everyone was alright and accounted for, and you all came to stand together. 

"Did we do it? Did we do it?" Richie and Eddie both kept repeating in terror. You bent at the waist, catching your breath. 

"We put the tokens in the thing-" Richie was ranting as the group looked around frantically with the flashlights. "It should've worked, right?"

You all gasped with fear when suddenly, Beverly's flashlight landed on Pennywise. 

He was grinning at you all through the spikes, leaning on them and staring out at you all evilly. You felt sick to your stomach with fear. 

"Did it work, Mikey? Did it work?" He teased, moving around the black spikes. Your flashlights followed him. Bill had a death grip on your hand, again.

Pennywise let out an evil laugh. "Tell them why your silly little ritual didn't work. Tell them why it's all just a... What's the word, Eds? Gazebo."

"Mike, what the fuck is he talking about?" Eddie hissed. 

You felt horror seep into your blood at the thought of this all being for nothing. You were going to die down here for nothing.

"Oh, Mikey, you never showed them the fourth side, did you? Didn't want them to know what actually happened to the poor Shokopiwah?"

His following laugh slowly morphed into the words "Yum, yum, yum, yum." You felt yourself pale at the realization. 

He'd killed them. The ritual had killed them. The same ritual you'd just almost completed.

"Fuck, Mikey, you lied to us again?" You heard Bill yell from beside you.

Poor Mike had tears streaming down his face- from fear or guilt, you weren't sure. Perhaps a mix of both. "No, no, but- they- they didn't believe! They didn't believe they could kill It! That's why it didn't work back then!"

You felt the color drain from your face at the realization. He'd lied, and it'd almost killed you. You'd almost fucking died.

"Are you fucking kidding me, Mike?!" Richie yelled in anger. 

"We hurt him-"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck you, Mike!" You heard Bill yell, throwing him a death-like look.

"I needed something, anything, for us to remember." Mike tried to explain himself. "Anything for us to believe!"

There were various Fuck!'s and God damnit!'s from around the room. But when Pennywise laughed again, you all snapped your heads towards him.