ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵈᵃʳᵏ

𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓

i think next chapter i will change pov, which will happen frequently still. however, my writing is less cringe, so enjoy:) next chapter you will meet the losers club.

y/n is less dumb, so there will be differences in this version:) fhis chapter made me cringe so much, i'm glad i rewrote this.

I groaned. I really didn't feel like getting up. But, I needed to for school. Now i had more problems, I wore clothes which would make me blend in more. I might go unnoticed now. Or not, who knows?

I drive early, like normal. My final year of school. I was happy about it. I planned on moving back home when i became eighteen, which was nearing. I was currently seventeen, which means i had no choice of coming here.

I parked then entered school. But I didn't go to my class right away, but rather my locker, as soon as I opened it, I saw a few notes.

They were from the fucking creeps. I sigh, ignoring them and after I closed my locker, there stood Patrick. "Hey, you liked our notes? He smirks. I scoff, rolling my eyes. "I'm not interested." "Come on, beautiful, Henry insists, surprising me since he was on my other side.

"No, I snapped. Surprised they were still making moves. Henry and Patrick look at each other, nodding in some mental agreement. I slapped their hands away when they started to touch me. i realized most girls either liked or feared them. or, in between.

guys mostly feared them. i noticed around in my surroundings. so, nobody would help me. i needed to stand my own ground. Belch smirked, their blonde friend, who i assumed was Victor, i think, i don't really care enough.

"You need a ride home? Henry offers. I shake my head. "I don't, even if i did, i wouldn't accept one from you or your fucked up friends."

I then turned and walked away, leaving them dumbfounded. I smirked in victory. Maybe this would finally be the hint that would make them leave me alone.

The rage i felt at that moment had died down. But every time i saw them it came right back up. I usually keep my feelings deep down, but not now. Not when I had to make sure they'd leave me be.

I entered class and sat down. I wished i had some friends, but i'm not very social, and everyone saw me with those guys. So i might never make friends. Great.

The day went by pretty fast. But i had a feeling that those guys were beginning to follow me. Stalk me, is a better way of putting it.

The reason being, they were everywhere. Never leaving me alone and somehow, somehow, knowing what i would be doing.

The store thing was a coincidence. At least in the beginning, then it became not a coincidence that they were there too.

Oh god, y/n, you might be as delusional as they are, i thought. Lunch came by. Which was nice, i was so hungry. I quickly get my food, and sit by myself per usual. I think if i tried, i would have friends But I'm not really in the mood, though, i still yearn for friends. Is that weird? I don't know. During Lunch, I was drawing. I like drawing. I have since i was really young.

Overtime, i became really good, in my opinion. though, some of my works did, and still suck. When school ended, I walked faster than i usually did. In case, they followed me. Luckily, nobody followed me.

I got in my car, took a few seconds to ease my anger. i knew if i didn't, i don't know what would have happened. I inhale, then exhale. I drive off. But, I wasn't quite ready to go home yet. So i drove around. I discovered Derry had a gorgeous quarry. Well, not gorgeous, decent. Derry was only ever decent.

I got home, and saw that they weren't home. Not too surprising. My loving parents were busy, and I didn't care at all.

well, I do, but not too much. This was a grieving thing. And also work was like that. You can't be home all the time, that's just how the real world works. I go in my room, and out of my windows, I see figures.

Oh my god, they were stalking me.

Freaked out, I close my window, and curtains. So they couldn't see me anymore. My eyes widen, my heart beating so off, but out of fear. Should I call police? Or handle this on my own? I didn't know what i should do.

My Mom would have said, call police, report this. But in Derry, I don't think people give a shit. So, I would do this my way then. I don't condone violence, but if they don't listen, i might just use violence.

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I couldn't sleep that night. Or eat. I did, but it was hard. I wanted to gag at the thought of them watching me. How long had they been creeping up on me? I cover everything of my window. When bed came, I changed in my closet, preventing those creeps from seeing me change.

I hop in bed, closing my eyes, I imagine life back home. I miss F/N. I hope she misses me, we still communicate, of course, but still. tomorrow, would be the last day of school. no more school.

i was scared because tomorrow would also be graduation later. i hope it goes well. i hear henry and his friends won't graduate, again. which doesn't surprise me, honestly. though, those could be rumors.

I open my eyes. I was in my room. But it didn't feel like my room. I get up, i had a really horrible feeling. I learned i should never ignore my gut feeling. I hear giggles. Childish giggles, which disturbed me.

"Hello? I call out. "Honey... Mom calls, but her voice... still, doesn't feel right.  "Mom? I spoke. "Yes, sweetie, She finished."Come in."

I wanted to, badly. But I knew, I shouldn't. So, I slowly walked backwards."You're not my mother." "Y/N, Listen to your mother, The thing said, the voice deepening until it longer was mom.

What was this thing? And what did it want from me?