Phantasm 》It Chapter 2

Five

Pennywise has been strangely in a good mood the past few hours. He was dancing around me and sang how everyone was finally home. He made me watch a replay of what happened at the restaurant and clapped whenever Billy or his friends got scared. It sickens me that he even laughed when they found out about Stanley.

I hate Pennywise. I want to kill him so bad. He killed Georgie. He went after all the kids in Derry. He tried to kill Bill and his friends. And that stupid clown is the reason why I'm dead. It pisses me off because Pennywise waited until I was vulnerable to have sex with me and now I'm pregnant with his kid. Stanley killing himself because of this monster...it makes my blood boil. He didn't deserve any of this and I feel awful that his wife had to find him like that.

"Here's the best part," Pennywise chuckled as we watched the video again. We weren't even watching this on TV. He somehow got this mirror that could show me the world up there. The replay showed Mike grabbing the chair and bashing it against the table while shouting nothing's real until the hostess came back in. The stupid clown laughed again and clapped.

"How can you enjoy watching this?" I asked.

"Because it's funny." His eyes widened while he pointed at the screen. "Just like this."

The screen changed to Bill scaring the little girl. He was practically screaming at her face, terrifying her to the point she wanted to cry. Thank god, Ben was there to snap him out of Pennywise's illusion.

I felt my stomach growl. I bit my lips and silently cursed myself for how loud it was being. I haven't had anything since I threw up that day and I'm trying so hard to not eat anyone the clown brings me. They were all extra limbs of children: an arm, a leg, a torso, their head. The moment their scent hit my nose my mouth would water. I could just feel the baby try to reach out and eat them.

"My wife needs to eat," Pennywise began taunting me. "She needs to eat so Scarlett can get strong." My stomach growled again. "Your cravings are -"

"None of your fucking business, asshole," I sneered as I slowly backed away from him.

"As long as you're carrying my child, it is."

"Fuck you, then, if you think I'm gonna eat innocent kids."

Pennywise screeched and charged at me. His teeth were bared as his hands slowly morphed into werewolf claws. My eyes widened as a million thoughts and curses rushed into my head. I told the fucker not to touch me like that, but my dumbass never mentioned harming me or Bill and his friends. I closed my eyes and waited for him to claw me. My breathing hitched when I felt his hand on my face. His claw traced my cheek and he suddenly stopped.

"You won't feed on kids," he muttered to himself. I opened one eye to see the clown in deep thought. Gears were turning in its head before the lightbulb lit up. "I know just what you need." He looked at me while he bit his bottom lip with his two bucked teeth. "This time, it'll be an offer you won't refuse."

I looked at him confusingly as he pulled away. Pennywise didn't say another word to me before he ran out. I let out a breath and my hand went toward my stomach. I don't know if it's mother's intuition or stress, or if I'm losing my fucking mind more than ever, but I could just feel Scarlett's sadness. It fucking sucks because it's not from the hunger. It's because Pennywise left.

Not knowing what else to do, I went back toward the mirror. This is the first time in 27 years that I finally looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was dull and lifeless. I was a tad skinnier, minus the small bump that could be seen on my stomach. My hand reached up toward my reflection as my dull eyes stared right back at me. It slowly trailed down to the faint line on my neck from where it was cracked. From what Pennywise told me, he had to snap my neck back in place because my nose was sticking out. If he hadn't done that then I would have been revived back like that. One of the only things I'm grateful to him about.

I exhaled deeply as tears threatened to fall out.

"I wish you were here with me, Billy," I softly cried.

My brows furrowed when my reflection in the mirror began to change. The glass turned into shards and started to rearrange. Instead of my reflection, I was watching Bill and his friends at the familiar clubhouse deep in the Barrens. The only reason we found it was because Ben showed us after the rock-fight with Bowers. Ben really impressed me that day because he built the clubhouse all by himself. It wasn't bad for his first time, too.

From what I can see, the clubhouse was covered with dust and cobwebs. I'm sure Eddie's having a huge rant right about now.

"Hey, Losers," I heard that made everyone freeze in their spots and look toward the shadows. Mike grabbed a nearby bat and kept a firm hold. "Time to float." Ben and Beverly backed away. There was laughter as that bitch Richie came out. Oh, I wish I could slap the back of his head for that...but it was funny. "Ah."

"Fuck, Richie," Bill said.

"Dude!" Eddie added.

Richie kept laughing while putting his hands in his pockets. "Remember when he used to say that shit? And he'd do that little dance." Richie moved his arms around like Pennywise did when he caught me and Beverly. I snorted at the imitation because it was spot on. Yet, no one else did. "Jenny would have laughed."

"Yeah, is that before or after you tried getting in her pants?" Eddie retorted.

"Like you weren't thinking the same thing." Richie motioned toward Eddie's pants. "Is that a tent or are you just happy?"

"You know I'm not."

Richie had a fond smile on his face. "Man, I remember that one summer and her class was doing that car wash. She had that really tight polka dot bikini top that looked like it could snap off any second."

Bill glared at him. "I don't want to hear you finish that sentence."

Of course, Richie ignored him. "Had a boner for days thinking about it."

Eddie looked at him in disgust. "Are you gonna be like this the entire time we're home?" he asked.

"All right. Just trying to add some levity to this shit," Richie muttered. "I'll go fuck myself."

Eddie looked at Bill, who was gripping the support beam. "Hey," he called out. Bill looked at him. "Richie can say all he wants, but we know if Jenny were here she wouldn't put up with that. She would slap him and say -"

"You better not be thinking of me, you dipshit," Bill, Eddie, and I synced together. "Unless you want me to castrate you." Even though I knew Richie never really had a crush on me.

A smile came to my face. Even though I'm not with them, it's like I'm with them. Bill found the can Stanley kept our shower caps in. Yes, shower caps. Stanley was very smart and brought them so we wouldn't get spiders in our hair. The only one who had a problem with it was Richie.

"You haven't changed a bit, little brother," I stated happily as I went to reach lightly tap the mirror to make it seem like I was about to punch Bill's arm. Yet, my hand went right through the mirror. I shrieked and yanked my hand back, cradling it against my chest. "What the fuck?"

I slowly reached into the mirror again and stuck my whole arm in. I felt something on my hand and immediately brought it back. My mouth dropped when I saw my own shower cap. Does this...Does this mean what I think it means? Can I actually go outside? Reunite with Bill and his friends?

I chuckled happily at my newfound hope. I can help them now. Help them stop Pennywise. I went to jump through the mirror but stopped when I heard Mike talking about some ritual. And everyone needs to find their own tokens to do so. Sadly, that means they have to split up for the day. Ok, I can do this. I'll go to Bill first and meet up with the others.

That was my plan until I heard Pennywise laugh. The mirror changed so I was facing the mirrors of the old arcade Richie used to go to.

Fucking shit.