The Love Is Still There |Richie Tozier (2)

~10~ Let's Kill This Fucking Clown

We all piled into Ben and Richie's two cars, and sped off to Neibolt house. When we arrived, we saw Bill walking up the steps of Neibolt.

"BILL GET OVER HERE NOW!" I yelled.

Bill spun around. "No, I started all of this. This f-fucking thing that's inside of you all. It started that day I took you all to the Barrens when the only t-thing I cared about was finding G-G-Georgie." His voice broke as he thought of Georgie. ""I'm going into this house and I don't know what's going to happen. I can't ask all of you to do th-"

Beverly picked up a spear from the ground, and looked at Bill. "Well, we're not asking you either."

"We didn't do it alone then Bill." Mike said. "So we're not going to do it alone now."

Bill started to tear up. 

"Loser's stick together." I spoke. "Forever and always."

"So....does somebody wanna say something?" asked Eddie.

"R-R-Richie said it best when we were here last." Bill said, looking at Richie.

Richie looked confused. "I don't wanna die?"

"N-no."

I raised a hand. "OOH! You're lucky we're not measuring dicks?"

Bill shook his head.

Richie and I looked at each other. "Let's kill this fucking clown?"

Bill nodded. "Let's kill this fucking clown."

"Alright fuckers, let's kill this clown's ass..... again." I grinned.

Eddie put his arm around me, and we walked in, flashing our flashlights around the house. The floor creaked, and the house looked just as I remembered. But it was covered in cobwebs.

"I love what he's done with the place." Richie commented. 

"Beep beep Richie." Beverly muttered.

"You don't need to help me Ed's." I whispered. "You're injured too."

Eddie shook his head. "You can barely walk. Besides, you've done so much for me when we were kids, you acted as a motherly figure for me. It's my turn to return the favor."

I smiled.

We walked quietly through the hallway. My bad leg got stuck on a piece of floorboard that was sticking out, and I tripped, dropping my flashlight. My flashlight made a loud sound as it hit the ground and Eddie pulled me tighter, helping me catch my balance. Everyone looked behind.

"You okay?" asked Ben.

I nodded. "Yeah, just tripped. Sorry."

Richie looked at me with concern. "Are you sure you can do this? You can't walk very well."

I nodded. "I'm fine. Seriously. Just a little slow, that's all."

We continued walking, and Bill, Richie, Eddie and I stepped into a room.

"Oh God, this is where I broke my arm." Eddie shuddered from beside me.

"And Richie snapped your arm back in place." I muttered.

Bill pointed his flashlight down a flight of stairs. "There's the basement."

I suddenly heard an agonizing yell.

"Ben?" I heard Beverly call out.

Bill tried to run to the door, but it slammed shut.

"Fuck!" I cried.

We ran to the door and kept pounding on it.

"BEN!" we yelled. "BENNNN!"

Suddenly, the fridge behind us started shaking. Richie pointed his flashlight at it. Eddie and I tightened our grips on each other.