𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄: 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝟏𝟎𝟏!

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"I don't know I guess." Eddie says

"That's poison ivy. And that's poison ivy. And that's poison ivy." Stan points
points at some of them plants around us

"Where? Where's the poison ivy?" Eddie asks

"Nowhere." I say rolling my eyes

"Not every fucking plant is poison ivy, Stanley." Rich says walking over the rocks

"Okay, well I'm starting to get itchy now and I'm pretty sure this is not good for my..."

Eddie shouldn't of said that.

Richie and I share malicious smiles

"Do you use the same bathroom as your mother" Richie starts

"Sometimes, yeah." Eddie answers

"Then you probably have crabs." I laugh high fiving Rich

"That's so not funny." Eddie say as we enter the sewer pipe

"Aren't you guys coming in?" I shout

"Nuh-uh that's greywater." Eddie points at the water

"What the hells greywater?" we ask

"It's basically piss and shit. So I'm just telling you, you guys are splashing around in millions of gallons of Derry pee. So..."

Richie grabs a stick from the sewers and puts it to my nose.

"Are you-- Are you serious? What are you...?"

"It doesn't smell like caca to me, Señor" Richie says in a terrible Spanish accent

"Exactamente" I agree

"Okay, I can smell that from here"

I start to kick water on Eddie and he freaks the fuck out

"If i fucking die from toilet water, I will haunt you. You know that right?"

"Eds! Look at this over here!" Richie shouts distracting Eddie

A startled hum comes from deep within the sewer. My legs start to move by themselves. I uncontrollably saunter through the greaywater.

"--me f-oat wi-h us, (Y/n).." a cracked voice whispers in my ear. Cold air brushes the shell of my face

I look down to my feet and see...

A... Book

I lean down towards it and pick it up

I open the book and see;

' Dear Diary, Sat 7th Oct 1988
Hey! I'm back again! Sorry I missed out a few days and entries. Mom and Dad were fighting again. Dad finally left me and mom. I miss him. I really do... Anyway- 8th grade is okay. I'm finally getting the help I need with...'

The entry stops

"(Y/N)! WHERE ARE YOU?" I hear scattered voices shout

I walk towards the sewer entrance and see three figures

"BITCH WHERE ARE YOU?" I assume Richie shouted that.

Their figures become more visible

"Here dumbasses." I laugh

"W-wuh-where... Where w-where you?" Bill runs up to me and sobs... Again

"I... I went... For a walk..?" I face palm from how bad at lying I am

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