Y/N ENTERS THE house filled with sadness and anger.
"y/n? what happened?" her mom asks, stepping out of the kitchen. "i don't really wanna talk about it right now." she shook her head and went upstairs.
y/n's in her room right now, listening to her mixtapes that her old friends have gave her. she misses the house so much. she grew up there and it was hard for y/n to move.
she remembers she had this friend, who would go to the arcade with her and play together. just like how she and richie first met.
they'd spent a lot for the games, and y/n learned how to skateboard from her old friend too. she has a red hair, similar to beverly.
she also has other friends, basically this party. just like the club.
everything in this town is so similar to her. the arcade, the club, the friends.. it brings back old memories she made from her old town.
even her other old friends has bikes too, besides for y/n and max.
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Y/N IS LAYING on her bed, listening to her same old mixtapes.
her stomach suddenly crumbles. it has been months since the club basically split up and it's killing her. she can't stay mad forever.
she went downstairs to the kitchen, when she saw a note on the counter.
hey! i'll be out for a little while.
snacks in the fridge! - mom ♥
y/n then looks into the fridge, searching for the snacks her mom was talking about. but she didn't see any. she shrugs and looks to the pantry instead.
she hears the front door creaked open, but pay no attention to it as she thought it was mom.
when she finally found the snack, she knocked some plates and some other things over off the pantry shelves.
"ugh, she's gonna kill me." she whispers to herself as she closes the pantry door.
when she turned around, she saw it.
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BILL IS NOW biking to y/n's house, finally having the balls to apologize.
beverly keeps telling him to apologize to her for the last two weeks. but he's scared, he just felt too guilty to even speak to her.
he dropped his bike, after he was in front of her house. he checked his watch and knocked.
but after knocking, he noticed the door was open. afraid someone's in the house too, he stepped in, taking a look around.
he looked at the messy living room, with books and mixtapes everywhere. "y/n?"
when he takes a step in the kitchen, he can now see the scattered broken plates and the snacks. he looked at a puddle of blood on the kitchen floor and looked up.
YOU DIE IF YOU TRY.
it reads, the writing was in blood. he took a step back and ran away, getting out of the house.
he ran to the arcade, knowing that richie's there. he enters in to see richie playing street fighter, one of y/n's favorite game.
"richie!" bill calls out. "what do you want?" richie asks, without removing his eyes from the screen.
"see that guy i'm hitting? i'm pretending it's you." richie clicked the buttons aggresively.
"it got y/n." he tries to say. "what are you talking about?" richie groans loudly, clearly not getting what he was saying.
"IT, richie. IT got y/n." richie finally looks at him.
