"Stan!" I call out again as we reach a shut door, all of us clamp together to push it open.
"We're coming man, don't worry!" Mike yells, I shove my shoulder into the door. I grunt as we slam into the door again and again until finally it gives way under all 5 of our weights.
We rush into the room, "Stan?" Bill questioningly calls out.
"Stanley! Stan!" Eddie yells, "His flashlight." He says moving and grabbing the flashlight. He shines it in front of us, and there—there's the sight of Stan being chewed on by some lady.
I let out a scream grabbing Mike's arm out of instinct, and him being the closest to me. My eyes wide and fixed on the sight in front of us, it felt impossible to look away.
"What the fuck is that thing?" Richie yells, the said thing pulls its teeth off of Stan's face. I slowly move closer to the scene, my eyes on the creature, until it moves out of sight.
I run to Stan's side and place my hands on his shoulders. "Stan? Are you with me? Stanley?" I question using the sleeve of my shirt to wipe the blood from his face, he doesn't respond until the others rush in and crowd around him, yelling his name.
He jolts up as much as he can and screams, "No! No! No!" He starts backing away from us in a panic.
"Stanley, no! Stanley!" Richie and Eddie yell in sync, it was a little creepy.
"It's okay." Bill calmly says, trying to placate the panicking boy.
"You left me! You took me into Neibolt! You're not my friends. You made me go into Neibolt!" He shouts at us all, his eyes teary and bloodshot, his face a little bloody too.
"Stan, I'm sorry." I felt horrible, seeing him cry made me wanna cry and hug him. I rubbed Stan's arm comfortingly as everyone else gave him comforting words.
I noticed Bill take the pellet gun and leave the rest of us behind. It made me mad, no, I was more than just mad. Our friend is in pain, terrified. And you're still trying to find someone else? Bev's a friend, sure, but Stan's the first priority right now.
And he just left.
Just like he did when me and Eddie were injured back last week. "Bill! Bill!" Eddie yelled out, we all got up, I stayed by Stan and let him hold my arm as we ran after Bill.
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We run through twist and turns of the sewers calling for Bill. I breathed heavily, my body tired from almost falling to my death and running around in water so much. I called out for Bill, tripping over Eddie and we both fall into the disgusting water.
"Come on, get out of there dude. That's gray water." Richie humors quietly, maybe even snickering a little. Eddie gags which makes me gag. I grab onto Mike when he offers his hand and pull myself out of the water, drenched in the gross smelling shit.
"Wait, wait, wait. my fucking flashlight." Eddie says before screaming when a head pops out of the water then more follow after. I fall backwards accidentally shoving Mike from stumbling into him.
"Come on! Let's go!" Richie yells out grabbing Eddie's arm and runs and everyone else follows.
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We get to an opening and see a shit ton of things I never thought I'd see in my life. Bodies upon bodies floating in the air, then Beverly—she was just floating there, she looked dead, not all there. Her head pointed upwards and her hair askew, floating upwards also.
"Bev? Bev?" Mike calls out in a whisper, like he was too scared to go any higher.
"Beverly?" Ben asks quietly as we all rush out to her floating body.
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IT 2017 - Blonde Hair, Black Lungs.
FanfictionIT 2017, fanfiction. (Originally wrote in 2021, but has since been edited and made better) - Mike HanlonxOC. - Follows The Films events. - Baye Bowers is a 13-year-old girl that was born and raised in the small town of Derry Maine. She was automati...