An Unlikley Entrence
[2nd person pov]
Y/N - ".. This place sucks already, "
You sighed to yourself as you dragged your feet along the empty streets of Derry. You had been here only a few hours, and you had already run from placement.
Y/N - "This stupid town, these stupid 'carer's,'"
You scoffed.You had been forced to move here because the SPS had removed you from your last home due to you acting out and being 'violent' towards your carers and other SPO. The fact that they had completely ignored you were just defending yourself against those people made your blood boil. While muttering something unintelligible, you tripped on the loose pavement and landed face first onto the hard concrete.
You whined as you got up, ignoring the bloody nose but not the pain it caused. You stood up straight and began cursing at the pavement as if it could understand. You stopped suddenly as you realised you must have looked like an idiot to anyone if they were watching. You wiped your nose with your arm, then onto your shirt. You smirked as you know how the staff would disapprove of such a lack of cleanliness. You turned to your left as you felt a cold, frisk breeze flow through you and dissappear as quickly as it had begun. You were in front of an abandoned, rotting building. You lacked impulse control, and this looked intriguing. The old, rusted gate screeched and crackled as you were opening it, rust flickering onto the long-dead grass beheath your feet. You noticed the oddly placed gardening equipment sputtered around the yard, curious as to how old this may actually be. You walked semi-cautiously into the front yard, assessing your surroundings and confirming it was safe before you moved further. You stood looking at the rotting porch that was obviously a termite feasting ground at some point.
You hesitantly stood on the wooden, cracked, and splintered step that connected to a small staircase to check if it would collapse, and to your surprise, it did nothing but creak slightly. "This is a bad idea;" you thought to yourself as you stepped up another step. You found yourself at the porch, wondering if you should test it - it looked far more brittle and unpredictable than the stairs. You took a slight breath in before you decided to just step up -
". . ."
..nothing. Not even a creak. You were fine. you let out a small sigh and walked forward towards the old, hardwood door that somehow didn't look too rotten. You ever so slightly pushed it open, and like the gate - it screeched and crackled, but it opened.
You pulled your hand away from the door and noticed that layers of rotten wood and old paint were left on your hand. The door looked in better condition than it actually was, apparently. you clenched your teeth slightly. "Yup, a really bad idea.".You stepped forward, still afraid the floor was going to collapse beneath you. You moved around a bit, and after confirming that the floor probably won't fall beneath you, you explored a little.
You wandered around, and you saw tonnes of old things, like old posters, old toys, old newspapers, receipts, and even.. missing posters with kids?
Y/N - "Hm.. weird. Definitely nothing suspicious."
You smiled a little to yourself before you turned slightly and became very interested when you found a fantastically taxidermed wolf.
Y/N - "oooo, I love wolves,"
You said to yourself with fascination in your voice.As you wondered about, you saw nothing much interesting - mostly the same things scattered about. You turned and saw a corridor that you'd missed before. You peaked down the hallway and saw a stairwell leading up to what looked like the top floor. You decided that you would leave the top floor for a later date, as you were getting anxious as to when security would turn up and take you - but you also didn't want to have nothing left to explore the next time you came back. You turned around to head for the exit and jumped backward when you saw a red balloon directly in front of you. You immediately swung your hand down to your belt and grabbed out your stainless steel pocket-knife, which you never left out of reach. You popped the baloon and exhaled. "what the fuck was that?" you thought as you felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.
You began walking towards the door cautiously when it very suddenly slammed shut, causing you to stop and sigh.
Y/N - "If this is some sort of bullshit prank to scare me because I'm new in town, I promise you it's not going to work. I've killed before, and petty little teensagers aren't a weak spot. Get your ass out here and face me yourself before I come to find you - and trust me, you dont want that."
You hissed, talking in no particular direction.Without an answer, you growled lightly and began to walk towards the door again, but you heard a low, raspy voice with a hint of what seemed like craziness speak.
??? - "Oh, hello! Hahaha! It's nice to have some company.. I don't get visitors very often...."
You turned around and saw nobody. You clenched your fists in frustration.
Y/N - "fuck this, I'm leaving."
??? - "No! Don't go. Stay for a while,"
The voice exclaimed, ending in a chuckle.You rolled your eyes and took a step closer to the door before you heard a deep growl, but before you were able to look at the source od the noise, the taxidermed wolf jumped infront of the door - not attacking, but preventing you from leaving. You stood there and cocked an eyebrow.
Y/N - "Really? A talking wolf?"
??? - "Oh no dear, I am nothing of the sort. I am..."
You stood still, watching the wolf before you felt a sudden urge to turn around - and you did.
Pennywise - "PENNYWISE!"
The mutilated-looking clown jumped out from the darkness in front of your face, looking utterly confused when you had no reaction- and an even more confused expression when you crossed your arms and looked him up and down, looking unimpressed.
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Pennywise x Reader
RandomI am only writing this because my best friend is obsessed with him. I already regret this.. (13+ preferably, the story isn't labeld mature but it is) The cover art is not mine