**Say What You Mean Out Loud**

~ F I F T E E N ~

Completely Fine

Stan Uris walked out towards the menacing beast with his friends.
It was so sure it was going to kill them.

Till they started throwing insults.
One after another, killing it with their words.
No... their confidence.

"You're a old woman!!"
"You're nothing!"
They creating an undeniable force, by joining verbal forces.

Richie grew angrier, rising from his spot next to Eddie and joining them.
"You're a fucking clown!!"
"Clown!"

The monster grew smaller.
Stan had never felt so powerful.
"Fucking clown!"

As their group approached it, advancing on the villain, it grew smaller and wailed for it's life.
"Eater of woorlds...!"

"You're just a fucking clown!!" Stan shouted at the top of his lungs, clenching his fist.

They backed it al the way into it's crash sight, the center of horrifying contraption, that truly felt ancient now.

Soon it was this small, insignificant thing, begging for its life on the ground.
Whimpering and gasping for air, it's hellish eyes gazed all of them.
"You're all grown up."

Without a second thought, Bill perfectly punctuated the moment by reaching effortlessly into it's chest...
And pulling out it's heart.

It gasped and croaked, trying to fight him but being inevitably useless.
Bill looked at his friends, and against everything Stan believed in, he grabbed the grotesque and bloody heart with his bare hand...

And they crushed the life out of the heart.
And It.
It was finally dead. For good.

It felt right. It felt good.
They felt complete.
Almost.

Richie sniffled, "Eddie. Ed, and..." he ran off towards the tunnel.
"And Grey."

When they got down there, Richie looked excited.
He hopped down in front of his... friend.
"Hey man, we did. Eds, we..." he shook the man, and his head fell forward limply.

Richie's smile dropped.
"Eddie?"

"Grey?"
Bev who was sadly watching Richie, turned around.
Stan was shaking Grey's shoulders, frantically.

"Grey, Greyson please come on." He mumbled.
Her eyes were closed and she looked pale.
"Grey..." the walls started shaking. "Grey!"

The structure at the center of the cavern was crumbling, but the pieces were floating up.
"Stan..." the faint whisper passed.

It was faint, but it was there.
Grey's eyes fluttered open.
"Grey!" He sighed in relief, hugging her tightly.

When she awoke from disorientation, she took in her surroundings.
"Richie honey come on."

Her eyes looked off to the right, and she saw Richie clinging to Eddie.
Well... Eddie's body.
She felt sick.

"Hey," Stan whispered, holding her head in his hands. She felt safe with him. "I love you."
She smiled, and kissed him. "I love you more, I win."
He laughed. "You win."