Fear WILL Find You // IT // Bill Skarsgard

Chapter 9

Lyles POV.

The door slammed as I realised Odette had left for her work. Tonight she was staying at Isabelles which meant I had the house to myself all day. Fantastic. I got up and had a fast shower, not wetting my hair before I eventually pulled on my clothes for the day. Black skinny jeans, knee high heeled grey suede boots, a loose white vest top, and short sleeved grey woollen cardigan was my outfit for the day. My hair was wavy as it fell around me. I grabbed my car keys as I walked out of the door, knowing I wouldn't return for a long period of time.

I sat on the sofa in the dated lounge as my eyes scanned the room. I brushed down the white vest top I was wearing before staring at the currently empty sofa that was across from me, not that it'd be empty for long. My Father sat down across from me, a cup of tea in his hand as he took a sip before placing it on the table in front of him. "How have you been, Lyle?" he asked as I didn't know how to answer. I know I can tell him anything and I was definitely going to tell him about Pennywise but I didn't know whether to start now or later... "I have been good, Dad. You?" I decided to not go into anything too big too fast. "I am good, I have a feeling IT is back though" my Father started off the topic before I did.

"I have been researching him, I even went to his "house" to look for him" I said shyly as my Dads expression changed instantly. "What do you mean?" he gritted his teeth asking the question as I realised how unwell this was going to go. "How could you research him and go see him when you are working long hours and designing tattoos?" he quizzed me suddenly as I had been taking too long to answer his first question. I took a deep breath as I thought of how to answer it as painlessly as possible.

"I-I have taken a months leave. I am already into my second week" I finally managed to answer as I noticed the shock take over my Fathers face, he was horrified and it was only going to get worse. "YOU DID WHAT?!" he raised his voice as I flinched. "Dad, I had to. I want to know more about Pennywise and I'm really getting somewhere" I tried to make it easier and make him realise how much it meant to me but he didn't care. "I HAVE HAD FIRST CLASS EXPERIENCE WITH IT! YOU COULD HAVE JUST ASKED ME, YOU DON'T NEED TO RESEARCH IT" he snapped as I gulped. At this moment I was terrified of my father, his rage was showing, even Pennywise had never scared me this much.

"I had to do it for myself, Dad" I said bluntly as he sat forward in his chair. "Do you hear yourself right now. I was nearly killed by that thing and you have taken time off your work to research it. YOU ARE RESEARCHING A CLOWN" He spat as I took a deep breath, knowing my next move was going to cause even more of an argument. "BUT HE ISN'T JUST A CLOWN" I raised my voice to match his. He looked at me in shock at first before placing his head in his hands as he groaned from annoyance, his only kid was arguing with him and he didn't like it at all.

"He is. I saw him, I killed him. I know what he is" he explained more softly as I sighed. "But he isn't just a clown" I repeated myself as he lifted his head to look at me once again. "No, he isn't JUST a clown. He changes form. I know that. But his MAIN form is a clown, that is his natural state. SO HE IS A CLOWN." He explained calmly at first as I nodded along but the last two lines annoyed me far too much. I knew differently. "HE ISN'T! I SAW HIM!" I burst as it was the first time my Dad realised that I had seen Pennywise in the flesh.

"I NEVER WANT YOU TO DO THAT AGAIN! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH HE COULD HAVE HURT YOU!?" I noticed tears in my Fathers eyes, both through anger and maybe even sadness at the thought Pennywise could have killed me. "I have seen him three times. He isn't what he seems" I talked in a calming tone, missing out the times that IT has been scaring my friends and sending balloons to me, oh, and the time he was throwing stones at Ivys window. Yeah, let's not tell him that.

My Father stayed silent as I looked at him with a concerned expression. I stood up as I began to walk out of the room. "Where are you going?" he called as I didn't say anything, I just crouched to pick up my bag and brought it back into the room with me as I sat down across from him again. I pulled out my newest notebook as I got ready to lecture him about my findings. "Dad, I have been putting a lot of work into this and-and I honestly think, no, I know that Pennywise isn't just a killer clown. He could have killed me if he really wanted to but he didn't, he spoke and at one point his voice changed. The Pennywise the Dancing Clown persona is fake. I think he uses that as the form everyone sees as it is one of the biggest fears in the world which is still human. If it was reports of a HUGE spider or snake then it'd go viral, people would be hunting to kill it. But a clown, a clown seems silly. I mean they will just think it is a person dressed up and nothing will happen, that is if the person escaped to tell the tale. And he hunts kids, the police wouldn't take it seriously. I saw him the day of the parade and he was a human, just like us. I had tattooed him on my last day of work and hadn't realised. He is a person in first form, that is how he lives without being spotted. That is how he researches people. There is more to him that we could ever realise and I want to know EVERYTHING. He can't sleep for twenty six years. I bet he lives in his human form. I bet there is so much more and I am going to find it out, Dad. I'm so close to knowing everything"