Phantasm 》It Chapter 2

Ten

Scarlette disappeared the moment we went down toward the basement. She looked scared, terrified to even go down there. Scarlette mentioned how Pennywise didn't want her to go down the well. With Scareltte scared, it only proves we're going the right way because that fucking clown doesn't just wake up and decide to be father-of-the-year out of nowhere.

"A lot of memories, huh?" Ben muttered. He tapped the staircase nervously. "All bad."

"Not all bad," I piped up. "You did get to see Bowers get his ass tossed over."

I might not have been there for it, but I did see little snippets in the puddles when I was trapped. They played like the security tapes at the mall. The only joy I saw is Henry Bowers getting his ass kicked by Mike.

We climbed down the ladder to enter the sewers. My nose scrunched up in disgust as the smell filled my nostrils.

"Oh, man," RIchie groaned.

"Yeah, I don't like the gray water either," I commented.

"Yeah, but you should be used to it by now."

I turned to glare at him. "Nothing's holding me back from kicking your ass, Richie." I walked around him to help Beverly and Ben down.

I rolled my eyes and showed everyone the way. Every corner, I had to look back to make sure It didn't snatch us off one by one. We finally arrived at my cell, the same place we found all the missing kids. Unintentionally, I took a step back. Just being here is bringing me back all the horrifying memories. All of Its' taunts and mockery that I'm dead. The moment of weakness I had for the stupid clown to sleep with me.

A warm hand wrapped around my own, making me jump in fright. I looked over just as Bill gave me a reassuring squeeze. 

"Oh, shit," Ben gasped as he walked around. He grabbed something from the floor and felt up my chains. "Is this where It's been keeping you, Jenny?" I slowly nodded while squeezing Bill's hand. Ben spotted something on the nearby wall. He slowly raised his fingers to trace the dry blood stains from my clawing as some form of escape. "What did It do to you?"

"Trust me, Ben, you don't want to know," I spoke softly. Bill moved his hand so he could wrap his arm around my shoulders to pull me against his side. "And this is just one part of the room I was in."

"Which is why we need to end this today," Mike said with determination. We all nodded in agreement before he led us further into the sewers. I wasn't even gone that long, and somehow the water rose to my waist.

Some piece of rubble floated near Eddie. He held his arms out higher to avoid touching it while mumbling, "No. No. No. No, no. Ugh."

I saw something float near me. I glanced down to see Georgie's paper boat. My breathing hitched as it gently pushed it away from me. Suddenly, there was this chilling feeling down my spine as I felt something breathing down my neck.

"Jenny," I heard Pennywise call out. 

I froze as the others walked ahead of me. Goosebumps crawled across my arms, but not from the cold. I slowly turned, but was met with nothing. 

"Jen, what's wrong?" Beverly asked.

I turned back around. "I - I thought I heard something," I said before taking a step.

Out of nowhere, this naked lady with sagging breasts appeared out of the water, in front of me. I screamed as the old woman towered over me, grabbing my shoulders.

"Stressing isn't good for the baby, dear!" the granny laughed while trying to drag me underwater. "Let Daddy cheer you up."

"Jenny!" Bill shouted for me.

The old woman pulled me against her side. "Time to sink!"

I screamed again until I felt water enter my lungs. I heard a few more splashes as the woman kept dragging me. I opened my eyes, ignoring the sting from the mucky water. Pennywise was waiting for me with its arms outstretched, with that sadistic smile on its face. It turned into a scowl when I felt hands around my waist. I looked up as Richie tried to pull me away from the woman, while Bill and Beverly kept kicking her. My mistake was turning my head the other way because the woman's chest was right in front of me. I moved one arm away from Richie to grab the lady's nipple and roughly pulled. It appeared to work, oddly, because she released me. Richie gave me a thumbs up before we swam above the surface.

"Oh, god, that was disgusting," I coughed.

"You gave a whole new definition to purple nurple," Richie chuckled. He held his hand up for a high-five. We gave him a look before swimming back toward the group. "What?"

"I feel like crying," Eddie sobbed.

"Mike. Where do we go from here?"

He had us gather in a circle. "In the depths is where It crept. In the beneath, to find belief," he recited. "In the depths is where It crept. In beneath, to find belief."

I furrowed my brows. "Are you sure this is going to work?"

"It's the best chance we've got," Beverly answered me.

"I know, but...Is he ok? Should I even be part of whatever's going on?"

"I think at this point, that's a relative question," Richie agreed. "Is it going to work even if you're dead?"

"What's on the otherside?" Beverly wondered.

Mike shrugged. "I don't know. No one does." He looked at me. "This might work better because you have something that connects you to it." My hand flew toward my stomach.

Mike knelt and opened the latch. We all took a cautious step back, not knowing if this is another trap from Pennywise. I furrowed my brows when it was revealed to be another well.

"How could I not have noticed?" I muttered to myself.

"You couldn't have known," Mike reassured me before he sat down, legs dangling from the hole/secret tunnel. He lowered himself.

"Stay together," Bill told Beverly and me, which is honestly the only plan we've got right now.

Beverly nodded. "Ok."

Bill went in after Mike. I went after Bill.

"You guys, I can't do it," I heard Eddie. "I can't. You saw what happened up there. I was gonna let you die. I just fucking froze up. If you let me go down there with you...I'm gonna get us all killed."

Eddie took a deep breath from his inhaler. Richie tried to snatch it out of his hands while saying, "Hey, hey, hey. Give me that. Give me that."

"Richie."

"Let go, you little turd."

"Just let me get..." Having had enough of him, Richie flashed his light in Eddie's face. "I got it. Stop."

"Listen to me. You had a moment. Fine. But who killed a psychotic clown before he was 14?"

Eddie paused for a moment. "Me."

"Who stabbed Bowers with a knife he pulled out of his own face?"

"Also me."

"Who married a woman ten times his own body mass?" Wait, Eddie did what?

"Me."

"Yeah." He married a copy of his mother? "You're braver than you think."

Eddie slowly nodded. "All right. Thanks, Rich."

I didn't want to ruin their moment by yelling at them to just kiss already, because, honestly, I'm just waiting for it to happen. This would have been the perfect time. Except it's up to Richie to tell Eddie how he feels, maybe he will after we kill this clown. 

So, all I did was smile at them before going down the hole. Hopefully, I'll get to see them together one last time.