Fear WILL Find You // IT // Bill Skarsgard

Chapter 13

Lyles POV.

"IF YOU ARE LATE TO THIS YOUR FATHER WILL KILL YOU. HURRY THE FUCK UP" Odette screamed as I pulled on the last part of my outfit. I looked in the mirror before taking a quick photo. I was so satisfied with my outfit. It seemed perfect for today. I was wearing a nude V-neck vest top which is tight, gripping to my body, and up the side there are rips which make the top look less plain. The top was tucked into black skinny jeans which have a rip on the right knee. And on my feet were black suede high heel boots, the jeans tucked into them. I had straightened my hair and applied my make up which consisted of foundation (both liquid and powder), contour, blush, highlight, deep red lipstick, smoky eyeshadow, eyeliner, and mascara. I felt my make up was over the top but today was a special day so I had to look like I had put more effort in than I had ever done before.

I got in my car and drove to the building at the right of the tattoo parlour. I parked in the parking lot as both Odette and I climbed out. Odette was going to work but I was going to the radio and TV station. I stood outside for a moment as I took a sip of water before a Range Rover around the same as mine drove into the parking lot and I instantly realised my Father had arrived. He climbed out of the car and walked over to me with a scowl on his face as I felt like I just wanted to jump in front of the next car which would drive past me.

"Are you still obsessed with researching and going to see IT?" he asked as I nodded and I instantly noticed him tense up. "Okay, we do NOT mention that in this interview. As far as they are concerned you have not seen or met him. You just believe in what I told you and like it, like how you were before you disobeyed me and got too involved. Understood?" he snapped as I nodded in understanding but I still had curiosity in my mind. "Why? Why have I not to mention my huge obsession with Pennywise and the fact I have met him?" I asked, not that I would have mentioned it. I just wanted to see why he was so desperate to hide something which you would have thought he would want to scream from the roof tops.

"Many reasons, Lyle. No one believed me, still many don't. They just think it is a fantasy story and in a way I want to be able to confirm that I'm not making this up, that it is not my imagination but I can't. I can't have them thinking that you are "insane" and calling you all the awful things they called me. I don't want that for you. It is a hellish life when everyone talks about you and thinks you are insane. And also, all of the people who do believe me, I don't want them thinking IT is back and panicking. It would cause chaos and also cause them to be seen as crazy. I don't want that to happen. Not to anyone and especially not to you"

He had a point but there was one point he never thought of, not that he would care. They would go after Pennywise and they would kill him. I didn't want that. We walked into the building and were guided to a room which was like a news room. My Fathers interview was getting broadcasted live on TV, online, and on the radio. I sat in one of the cream suede chairs as my Father sat in the other, mics surrounding us and small ones on out tops. There was an oak desk in front of us and on the other side of it sat Ryan Hutton.

I smiled at him nervously as I remembered all the years I had a crush on him when I was a kid. "You two ready?" he asked with a smouldering smile as my Father and I nodded in sync before a countdown began. "Hello everyone, it is Ryan Hutton here. Today I am joined by William Denbrough, most commonly known as Bill Denbrough, and his beautiful daughter Lyle Denbrough. They are going to be taking to me about Bills newest book, potential upcoming movie, and answering my questions" He said the intro as my Father and I prepared ourselves.

"So firstly, what was IT like?" Ryan asked the most obvious question first as my Father instantly began to answer. "His image will be burned in my brain forever. He was like a man mountain, hugely built. Not only was he so tall that he towered over you but he was wide, not in a fat way but in a strong and muscly way. I remember his yellow eyes which had reds and oranges but they changed colour, it was insane. It was a Clown at first form but he changed to your deepest and darkest fears. It's name was Pennywise the Dancing Clown and he was complete and utter nightmare fuel." my Father explained as I bit my tongue several times.