ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵈᵃʳᵏ

𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆

warning: blood, attempted murder, violence. yandere behavior. please read w/ caution.

EDIT: pretty much the same as before, just written better, and much less cringe. so warnings above still apply.

cringe warning, if my writing is not better, let me know i tried. also, it's dark, they are yandere, what can i say?

they were fuming. they already didn't like henry bowers and his stupid gang, but now? you were involved. it was no secret, they were infatuated with you, or maybe more than that. but at this point, it didn't matter anymore.

and as long as you were clueless, did it fully matter? no. "I want them dead, Bev admits, smoking a cigarette. "At least teach them a lesson."

"I agree, Richie said.

They had enough of Bower's shit, let alone the entire gang. Mainly Henry and Patrick, but the others too.

fuck.

"Where do you think they're at at this moment? Ben asked, casually. "The alley, or rather near the junk yard, Bev said. "I saw them over there once." "Probably the alley, Eddie added. "I've seen them the most over there." "Let's just try both places, Richie said.

They were doing this for you, and it scared them a little bit.

They managed to look in the two areas, but found them in the alleyway.

honestly, they had underestimated the losers' club too many goddamn times. at this point, it had gotten annoying, so fucking annoying.

"You guys okay? Beverly asked, perhaps the only normal one out of them all. She, however, also had feelings for you.

it confused her sometimes.

They were in the car, and Henry was the first one to notice them. A smirk on their face. all of them. "Hey look, it's b-b—billy, and his loser friends, or should I say club? Henry laughed.

Bill clenched his jaw, he had to hold back, just a little while longer. There was darkness within his eyes. He knew he may not better than Henry if he does this, it doesn't matter.

"S-Shut u-up b-bowers! bill says.

Henry looks up. "You better run, maybe even go home and tell your-" He can't finish his words as Bill punched him right in the jaw, and he falls to the ground. He's groaning in pain.

"T-That's f-for y-y/n, Bill said.

"My turn, Bill, Richie said, with him, a knife. Beverly whispered, "Is this necessary?" She was fighting the dark instinct that they had a bit better than them. They were, really, no better than the bowers in this very moment.

Henry is surprised as Richie stabs him, he groans in pain, before laughing. "you really are fucked up, not as much as me, though, you're still all pussies-"

a punch, straight from bev. The other members of the gang gets out of the car to help him, naturally.

loyal little dogs.

"She's ours, Henry hissed, as another blow lands on him. If you had known what they were up to, you'd never forgive them. You'd never want any harm done on anybody.

Or at least, that is what they think. They're under delusions as they attack the bowers' gang. Patrick laughs at them. "You're weak. All of you."

When there's a punch landed at him, Patrick doesn't even react. He just has a creepy grin on his face.

They start stabbing them, not enough to die, no, that'd be the easy thing to do on their part.

Suffering just made it much more better as revenge. You should never have to worry about them again. And you honestly should leave derry.

You don't deserve to be here, in this cursed town.

Victor and Belch were smart enough not to intervene and looked terrified. They always thought the losers club were just scared kids. And at one point, they were. They weren't so weak anymore.

Bev decided to intervene when they called you a slut, and punched. "She's not a slut, Bev hissed. Perhaps it was because she had been called that so many times she hated it when others, especially you, were shamed for no reason.

They honestly were growing terrified of the losers, but Henry and Patrick also still hated them enough to torment them.

"Imagine your brother seeing you now, Billy, Henry mocked him.

Another stab.

Surely, you'd hate them if you knew, if you had witnessed the whole thing. you'd probably plead with them to stop.

they could not, not after henry mocked and brought up georgie, a painful topic for Bill. He doesn't like remembering what happened to his little brother.

"You'll never have her, Eddie reminds them."She hates all of you." Henry laughed weakly, blood all over him."As if you're any better than us."

What a pity that he had been right.

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You were by yourself, bored as usual. Though you expected Pennywise to pop up. You feared him, but at the same time, the creature was a bit fascinating. You hated it, though, for killing too many innocent children.

every child was innocent but still, point proven. You were reading a magazine when you hear noises. At this point you've expected what is to come. It's going to be Pennywise.

it usually always is.

He wants to kill you, you know this. Though, if he really wanted you as a meal, he would've a while ago, you'd think. Unless this is how a prey has its meal, by teasing them first, by giving them a false sense of security, safety that they won't be killed.

You don't trust Pennywise, of course. What is its intentions? Killing you and making sure nobody remembers you?

Maybe that would be an easy way to die.

"Such tasty fear, The familiar voice said. Pennywise. "Expected you to come, I'm ready for you to kill me, You confess. "It'd be better to be dead than be here." He laughs creepily. "I don't want to kill you just yet."

"Your fear is tasty, but not a lot of it, Pennywise said, approaching you. You look up at the towering creature.

"If i ask nicely, will you kill me?"

Shaking its head again, You wonder what's going on. Why won't it kill you? Clearly, you're a threat, a member of the losers' club.

You must have something different about you.

clearly.