Owen Teague Imagines And Preferences

Patrick Hockstetter| #2

⚠️Warning⚠️ mentions of death

Y/N's POV:

"Mrs Denbrough, you have your meeting with Mr Romanov" my assistant told me, as she stood at my office door. I stood up grabbing my things, ready to leave.

"Okay than-" but I was cut off when my phone rung. I raised a finger, answering the call.

"Hello this is Y/N Denbrough speaking" I spoke.

"Y/N, it's me...Mike, Mike Hanlon from Derry. You need to come back......it is back" suddenly my blood ran cold, my body frozen. I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head and collapsed to the ground.

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After getting that phone call, I ran home, packed a bag and booked the earliest flight to Derry.

Hours later, I arrived in the one place I never thought of coming back to. After finding a place to stay, I drive to the Chinese restaurant we were all meeting at.

I sat in my car, dreading going into the restaurant. I grabbed a cigarette, lighting it with a zippo lighter that belonged to Patrick, my high school boyfriend, who sadly died 27 years ago.

I looked at it, seeing the P.H engraved in the bottom corner. I closed my eyes and clenched my fist around the lighter.

I jumped when I heard a knock on my window, turning I saw my younger brother Bill. Opening the door, I was pulled into a tight embrace.

"Y/N/N, Oh it's so good to see you" he mumbled against my hairline. I smiled, feeling tears sting my eyes and pulled away.

"Look at you, all grown up and a big time author...oh and shitty ending by the way" I stated with a laugh, making him sigh. I wrapped an arm around him, and we walked into the restaurant.

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After meeting up with the gang, finding out that Stan died and Pennywise giving us a welcome home present. Mike told us we needed to find a personal token, and sacrifice it to kill Pennywise.

I ended up walking to a place where I would always go to as a teenager, The Quarry. That's the place Patrick and I would hang out all the time.

It took me a while to get there, but when I did a whole heap of memories flooded my mind. I walked closer, and stumbled upon a rock. A rock that still had mine and Patrick's enitils on it. I smiled sadly, tracing over the P.

My smile dropped, my heart feeling heavy. One specific memory popped up.

I was sitting at home reading, when a knock was heard on the front door. Being home alone, I had to answer the door. When I opened it, I was confused when I saw Patrick's mum, who was crying.

"Mrs Hockstetter, what's wrong?" I asked, as I pulled her into the house.

"I-I got a phone call, telling me that Patrick......" She started but started crying again.

"That Patrick what? is he okay?" I asked, feeling nervous.

"They found his body near the Barrons.....Y/N he's dead"

I remember being in denial that day, I didn't want to believe that he was dead. I remember staying in my room for days, not eating or sleeping. But once I turned 18, I quickly packed all my things and left Derry.

I got a job at an art gallery that I now own, but through out the years I started to forget about everything that happened in Derry.

I was knocked out of my thoughts, when I heard someone call my name. Turning I saw a glimpse of someone running into the forest. I quickly ran after the person, calling out to them.

Eventually, I found myself deep in the forest and the person was gone. I continued walking, looking around when i stumbled upon something. A white fridge.

My eyes widened, I knew who's fridge this was and what was inside it. I hesitantly walked closer to it, and I was now standing in front of it. I felt my hands shaking, my breathe trembling.

I went to open it, but something banged against it from the inside, making me jump back. Then slowly the fridge door opened, and I held my breathe. I gasped when I saw that it was a person, more specifically Patrick.

I watched as my supposed dead boyfriend stood in front of me. He looked alive, his long brown hair, his blue eyes that I fell in love with. And his smile, one that would scare other's but not me.

"P-Patrick" I stuttered, staying frozen in my spot.

"Hey baby doll, I've missed you" baby doll, that's what he used to call me.

"Wh-what the fuck are you doing here? I thought you died?" I stated. I wasn't sure what to feel at this point.

I watched as he walked closer to me, I flinched as he placed a cold hand on my face. I closed my eyes and held my breathe.

"You still look as beautiful as the last time i saw you" this caused tears to run down my face, which I then opened and stared into his.

"I've missed you so much Pat" I whimpered, leaning into his touch. I felt him place his head against mine, the feeling so familiar, I almost forgot that it wasn't real.

"I have something for you" Patrick mumbled, while pulling away. He pulled a chain from his pocket, and I saw that it was the locket he gave me for my 16th birthday.

Letting him put it on me, i looked down and opened it to see a picture of him and I. That's when I realised how quiet it was, it felt eerie.

Slowly I turned around, Patrick still standing there but he was just staring at me creepily. Suddenly his face started to change, one eye was missing and the other turned white. His skin went a greenish-grey colour and some of his teeth were missing.

I stumbled backwards, terrified at what I saw. Soon he started chasing me, making me scream and turn to run away.

I kept looking back, as I continued running. When I looked again, I saw Pennywise and seeing him made me run faster. I hadn't even noticed i was out of the forest, and i looked to see a car coming my way.

I stopped quickly, and the car sped past me. Looking behind me, I saw nothing or no one there.

When I got back to the hotel, I collapsed at the bottom of the stairs, not noticing the others walking towards me.

"What did you see Y/N/N?" I heard Bill ask as he placed a hand on my shoulder.

"I-I saw Patrick, he-he looked so real, alive even. He gave me this necklace, the one he gave me for my 16th. And then he changed, he l-looked dead. He started chasing me through the forest, and when I turned back I saw.......P-Pennywise" I couldn't help but sob into my brothers arms, while the other's watched me with sad looks.