A Mate's Rebirth

*Chapter 12: Nightmares*

Her cheek had stop stinging. Belle dried her tears with her sleeve, walking down the dark park where the Paul Bunyan statue is. No one is around at this time at night. It's almost midnight. Belle felt her stomach grow a little. Now she could be 3 months pregnant. She is going through each stage of pregnancy. She let out a sigh, rubbing her head.

"What can I do? What can I do?" She asked herself.

"You need to rest." Robert's voice said. He came over to sit next to her on the bench. He wrapped his arm around her. "He shouldn't have done that to you." He strokes her red cheek. "My queen shouldn't be mistreated."

"He didn't mean to hurt me, Robert." Belle told him. "He told me about our mother. My mother died two years ago. She was very sick, and...I wasn't there. She must be disappointed in me because I was never there."

"It wasn't your fault." Robert said. "Everyone dies." Belle wiped her eyes. Robert helped her stand. He kissed her forehead. "Don't let guilt get to you. You have a baby to worry about. Nadia is slowly growing inside of you." He said. Belle nodded. They disappeared from the park to go back home to rest. Robert's eyes glow in a dark. The Losers Club will face their fears once more. They will either leave or die.

Robert and Belle are in bed together in the nude. Robert strokes her dark hair, kissing her forehead. Belle runs her fingers around his bare chest, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Sleep." Robert told her. "It's not good for you to be stressed in your condition."

"I can't." Belle whispered. Robert held her hand. She looked up at him. His other hand runs down her back. Robert's eyes turn gold, and they were bright. Belle couldn't look away from them. "Robert..."

"Shh." Robert's voice whispered. His voice sounds like an echo. "Close your eyes, Belle. Your worries will be gone if you sleep. Close them." Belle's eyes lids are getting heavy. Robert's voice faded. She fell right to sleep. Robert smiled at her sleeping form. He touches her bare stomach, feeling his daughter. "Soon, my little Nadia." He whispered.

Belle opened her eyes and see she is in the Neibolt House. The house is dark. But she could hear crying. A crying baby. Belle got out of bed and walk out of the room and see the hallway where the crying is getting loud. Was it Nadia crying? What was going on?

"Nadia?" Belle called, her voice echoes. She walks down the hallway, but it stretches out. Like the house is preventing her from going to the room where the dim light is. The crying continued. "Nadia!" Belle called again. She runs down the long, stretching hallway, hearing a baby crying. On the walls, there are writings. Belle looked at them.

The turtle can't help you

You'll float too

Never deny

Belle is confused. Maturin can't be the one who showed her this. It couldn't be the cult. Why is she dreaming this? The crying suddenly turns into screams. A baby screams in panic before it cuts off. Belle finally made it to the door with dim light. She slowly push the door open to see a baby room. An orange light shows a white crib. Pennywise leans over the crib, growling and made chomping noises. Belle took one step inside and couldn't believe her eyes.
Inside the crib, there is blood. No baby. Pennywise is swallowing the tiny baby whole like a snake. Belle is shaking in fear, bringing her hand up to her mouth as she watches the clown licking his bloody lips.

"Ahhh. Such a tasty treat she gave me." Pennywise spoke, smiling. "Poor Belle. She won't remember a thing. She can always make me another..." He let out an evil chuckle. Belle felt sick to her stomach. This can't be real. It will never happen. This is all a nightmare. Belle started to cry for her dead daughter. Pennywise had disappeared.
In the corner of the room, there is Kyle. He looks like a zombie. His left eye is missing.

"Kyle?" Belle gasped. The dead man slowly approached her with hate.

"It's all your fault." He whispered. "You let me die. You let the clown kill me." Belle backed away from him. Kyle continued to approach. His skin is slowly peeling off. "You have no idea how much I want you, Belle. I've always loved you. I wanted to fuck you. I want to eat your pussy. I want to hear you moan my name as I do. But you let the clown fuck you." Kyle said nastily. Belle covered her ears and shut her eyes.

"Go away!" Belle yelled.

"I should be the one who should fuck you! You were a knockout in Derry! When we first met, I was hard for you!" Kyle told her, skin fall from his face, revealing his skull.

"No! Please, stop!" Belle said. "Kyle would never say such nasty things to me!"

"Belle..." Another voice spoke. Belle turned to see Victoria. "You let the clown kill me too. You weren't there to protect me." She said. "He said he would get rid of my birth mark, but he lied and ate me. You said I'm special." Belle cried at this. Pennywise killed her. She is being haunted by the spirits. There are other children around Kyle and Victoria.

"It's your fault." Kyle spoke.

"You let us die..." Victoria hissed. Belle pressed her back against the wall. Coming out from the ghost crowd is Henry Bowers. He sneered at her nastily.

"You killed me, Whitehurst. Now I know what you are. A fucking monster. If my boys found out you're back, I bet they will come and kill you. You don't deserve to live." He said.

"Fuck you!" Belle yelled, tears streaming down her face. "This is not real!" The wall behind her disappeared as she felt gloved hands on her shoulders. Pennywise chuckled at her fear. Drool dripping from his bottom lip.

"You like the little reunion I made for you?" The clown hissed. Belle shook her head, trying to get out of the clown's grasp. "Your fear is so intoxicating, my dear. How I've missed it." Belle let out a scream as the ghosts approach her.

"No! Noooooo!"

Belle woke up with a sharp gasp. She holds her stomach, making sure she is still pregnant. She got out of bed, rushing down to the bathroom. As soon as she made it to the toilet, she started to throw up. That nightmare really scared her. Pennywise eating his own daughter, the ghosts haunting her. What was that all about? She couldn't stop shaking.

"Shit..." She groaned after she flushed the toilet. She went back to the bedroom. Robert was awake by the noise. Belle sat on the edge of the bed, hugging herself. Robert scoots over, wondering what was wrong. "I had a worst nightmare." Belle said. She felt his hands on her back.

"Wanna tell me about it?" Robert asked.

"I...I wouldn't." Belle said. She is afraid to tell him. Robert brought her close to him, kissing her neck to comfort her. Belle faces him. "Tell me you wouldn't eat our baby."

"What made you think that?" Robert asked with a frown.

"Pennywise...was eating her. Then, I see Kyle and the other ghosts you and I have killed haunting me." Belle said. "It was so horrible, Robert. Nadia was eaten by you." She started to cry. Robert held her close, trying to calm her down. He strokes her hair. "Tell me you wouldn't kill her." Belle said. Robert didn't say anything. But he shook his head.

"No. No." He whispered. "It was just a nightmare, my Beauty. You didn't see Maturin, did you? He couldn't have-"

"No. I didn't see him." Belle told him. "I...I don't know why I dreamt of that."

"Shhh. It's okay. I'm here." Robert soothed. Belle slowly started to calm down. Her mate wouldn't kill their own daughter. He loves her, he loves his unborn. "Now, try to go back to sleep." They rest on the bed. But Robert hears his mate silently sing to herself. Belle is stroking her stomach as if she is calming her baby too.

"Hush now, don't be scared.
Through this tide of darkness,
Shadows may march,
Thunder may roar,
But peace will soon prevail.
In this land,
Our sacred land,
Nightmares spread confusion,
But stand your ground.
Until you've found,
The strength to light our way..."

Robert smiled a bit after she finishes. How he loves her voice. Belle let out a sigh before closing her eyes. Robert's eyes went down to her stomach. He could've sworn he thought he saw a tint of orange glow from the inside. Nadia is getting active.
He is counting on his minion, Patrick, to handle the killing of the Losers tomorrow.