~Stay cute, stutter king.~ ((Bill Denbrough x OC reader))

The House on Neibolt Street

        We were in Bill's garage, setting up the Projector. Bill put a map of Derry onto the wall, and I turned on the projector. Mike closed the garage door. I stood next to bill, hugging myself, my breathing shaky. Bill put a slide in the projector, and a whole bunch of red lines showed up on the map.

      "Look." Bill said, pointing to a storm drain on the map. "That's where g-georgie disappeared." He said. I frowned, biting my lip to stop myself from crying. Bill continued pointing out important points where all the bad things happened, but I wasn't paying attention. I was shaking. It was hard to breathe. I was scared.

     "Everywhere IT happens...it's...it's all connected by the sewers. And they all meet up at th-""at the well house." Ben cut him off.

    "The house on Neibolt street." I muttered.

    "You mean that creepy old house where the junkies and hobos like to sleep?" Richie snorted. Eddie took a huge breath of his inhaler.

     "I hate that place. It always feels like it's watching me." Beverly muttered. I couldn't help but notice that Ben and Beverly were holding hands, making me feel the tinyest bit better. Eddie's breath was loud and clear, and his voice was shaky.

    "That's where I saw it..,that's were I saw the clown." He whispered.

    "Th-th-tha-tha-that's where IT lives." Bill said. I whimpered softly.

    "I can't imagine anything ever wanting to live there." Stan shuddered. Eddie stood up, blocking the projector, shaking madly.

    "Can we stop talking about this...? I-I-I-I-I-I can barely breathe-th-th-thi-this is something-we can't-I-I-I-I can barely breathe I-I-I-I-I'm-im having a FUCKING asthma attack-a-a-and I'm not doing this-!" Eddie ripped the map off the wall.

      "What the hell-Put the map back!" Bill yelled. Eddie shook his head. The projected started to change.

    "Bill...." I whispered, lightly smacking his shoulder. He looked at the projector as it flipped back and forth. Eddie backed away from it. The projector showed thousands of pictures of Georgie. I felt sick.

    "Bill...bill....!" I was backing into the wall, my eyes wide. The projector went to one picture of the family, where bill's mother had her hair covering her face, and the projector started to zoom in on Georgie. Bill's breath became shaky, and he froze.

  "Bill...?!" Stan said, scared. The projector slowly changed from Georgie to Bill's mom, and as the projector kept flipping, her hair started to move. As her hair moved, her face changed. It wasn't bill's mom..,it was the clown. Screams and shouts of panic swept across the room.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!" Richie yelled.

"I DONT FUCKING KNOW!!" Eddie responded. Stan just kept yelling for Bill, and Beverly was just screaming.

"turn it off...make it stop...TURN IT OFF, BILL!" I was pushing myself against the wall, panting and sweating from the fear. Everyone was backed up against the wall, and mike kicked the projector, making it fall and break. One thing was on the screen. A room. An unidentified room. Everyone was silent. The clown. The clown showed up on the screen. It got closer. Closer. And closer. Everyone was screaming, gagging, yelling. I couldn't speak. The clown got closer. And then it was gone. Everyone let out a breath of relief. I shook my head. It's not gone.
....
....
The clown jumped out of the screen. Everyone screamed, and ran for the door. I was frozen. Still. I couldn't move. I was breathing hard, my eyes wide. The clown hovered over me, his jaws open. I was screaming. I was crying. My hands flew to cover my face.
"AMY!!"

"SOMEONE OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!!"

"A-AAAAAAHHH!!!"

Then.....it was gone.