| The Side I Didn't Know | (Pennywise romance)

04 | Confusing Feelings

I walked into my apartment door barely holding up all the heavy grocery bags I was carrying in.
I plopped them on the floor and hunched over exhausted. As I was catching my breath, I got a text from my phone inside my purse, making my bag vibrate a bit. I straightened my posture and rolled my eyes and reached inside my purse for it as I walked over to my door to shut and lock it. I pulled out my phone and saw a message from my friend Anna,
"Hey did you hear about that kiddo missing?"
- Anastasia

"What kid missing...?" I thought, Suddenly intrigued by the conversation.

I quickly messaged back,
"No, I didn't hear anything?"

"Awh what, it's all over the news! Turn on your tv, I'm watching it right now."
- Anastasia

I walked over to my living room and turned on my tv and switched channels to the news. "Police have opened a kidnapping investigation as searches continue for an 8 year old girl that has been missing..." My mind blocked out the sound as it went to Pennywise in those woods the time I saw him. I stood there frozen from just the thought of him kidnapping that little girl, or even worse...
*Vibration*
My phone went off again, another text message from Anna asking if I saw it.

"Yeah I'm watching it right now." I replied.

I left the tv on while I unpacked my groceries putting them into the cabinets and fridge.
As I was reaching to put some cookies on the top shelf, I no longer heard the news reporters and witnesses talking about the girl, it changed to a familiar voice.

"Hiya, Sarah..."

Uncontrollable laughter followed the voice as it got my attention.
My eyes widened, I knew who it was right away. I stopped what I was doing and listened for the voice to say more.

"What's that in your hand?"

I looked back at my hand still holding the cookies and questioned how he knew I had them. I looked around my apartment but there was no one to be seen. I walked a little bit around to see if he was hiding or something, but that's when it hit me. He didn't have to be here to see what I was doing.

"Hohoh! clever, clever girl. You caught on quick!"

I was still confused. He could see me, or at least know what I was doing, but how? I was going to ask him once and for all why the hell he is doing all this nonsense, Why won't he just get it over with if he wants to kill me? I was going to let out my words, I darted over to the tv only to see it shut off the second I got in front of it.

"...Wha- how!?"

I slammed my hand on the side of the tv and stood there in front of it in anger.

"Now was that really necessary my dear?"

I slowly looked up, I could see Pennywise standing behind me in the reflection of the black tv screen. I turned around to face him, there he was again. The tall horrific but arousing clown, he smiled at me as he sensed my fear. He started to walk towards me, putting one foot in front of the other, each time he stepped closer I could hear those bells jingle. They got faster and faster and soon I found myself so startled I tripped backwards, now sitting on the floor with my legs wide open.

"W-why are you doing this...?"
I asked him.

"I like playing with my toys..."
He said followed by a chuckle.

"I don't like it, I don't like you messing with me like this. Just stop it!" I yelled.

"AHAHAHA! Oh sweet, sweet Sarah, that's only going to make me want to more."

He got on his hands and knees, now crawling towards me.
I could see his drool fall from his mouth as he was getting closer and closer. I felt like the walls were closing in, suffocated. The moment I started to scoot back he forcefully grabbed my ankle and pulled me under him. His face was now right above mine, it was huge, abnormally big. he grabbed my head and turned my face to the side, he breathed heavily as he examined my cheek with thirsty eyes.

"Tasty, tasty flesh..."

He said with a few low growls in between.
He slid his long tongue out and began to lick at the bottom of my jaw to the top of my cheekbone. It was one long slobbery lick.
As he started to turn my head to lick the other cheek, I squinted my eyes and bit my lip as I felt that same sensation I got last time. He suddenly stopped and it made me open my eyes again.

"Why are you like that..."

He asked in a serious and severe manner.
He looked angry and befuddled.
He knew I wasn't JUST feeling that fear, he knew there was something else.

"Like what?"
I replied acting dumb.

"Don't act dim-witted with me. Why are you feeling that feeling again. That same feeling like in the shower. That's not supposed to happen."
He exclaimed.

"Is that why he acted different all of a sudden that time? He didn't know what else to do if I wasn't scared?" I wondered.

"Your lick..."
I quietly said.

"My lick...?"
He still stared at me with that serious and confused look.
He was expecting me to explain myself but I continued to stay silent trying to ignore the question.

"I don't hear you talkinnnng."
He spoke in a more annoyed manner.

We stared at each other for seconds,

"Why aren't you afraid of me you fool?!"
He yelled at me with a deep and demonic tone.

"I am! Sometimes, I DONT KNOW!"
I yelled back.

He jumped off me and looked down at me giving a demonic smile.

"I'll just have to make you afraid then."