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

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We reached the house, and Bill got off the bike. I was having second thoughts. I stared up at the house. Run down, black, scratchy, scary. I shook my fears away, and stood next to Bill, unintentionally grabbing his hand. He looked down at my hand, then flashed me a reassuring smile. That's all the confidence I needed. I smiled back, and we took a single step into the house...

"WAIT!!" Beverly's voice rang out from behind us. The whole group quickly rushed up to us.

"You can't go!" Eddie gasped, grabbing my other hand. I looked down, scared to meet their eyes.

"We h-h-h-have to." Bill said.

   "Bullshit." Richie growled, stepping forward.

  "What happens when another Georgie goes missing?! Or...or one of us?!" Bill blurted out. We all looked around at each other. "Are you just gonna pretend it didn't happen, like everyone else in this town?!" He yelled. I touched his shoulder gently.

"Bill..." He whacked my hand away, and took a deep breath.

   "I go home, and all I see is that Georgie isn't there. His clothes, his room, his....stupid toys. They're all there. But him....no. He's not there. For me....walking into this house is...is....it's easier than walking into my own." He turned, and walked into the house. My eyes widened. No way....

"Wow." Richie said.

"What?" Beverly said.

"He didn't stutter once." I finished Richie's thought, and we both walked into the house behind Bill, Eddie not far behind. We were all on edge, even Bill, who showed nothing but confidence when he was outside of the house. I looked around, but stayed close to Bill, my fear of the house clear as day. I suddenly heard a shout from the other side of the room, my head swiveled that way, and Richie stood at the end of the next room, his eyes wide, holding a piece of paper. I slowly made my way to him.
"What is it?" I wondered. He turned the paper around, and I gasped. On he paper was a picture of him, and the bold, black word: MISSING. He laughed nervously.

"You see.....ya see this?! I'm..I'm missing." He said. Bill walked over to us.

"You're not m-m-m-missing. You're right here." Bill reassured him, patting his shoulder. He jumped away.

"No...no no no. That's my shirt, that's my face-I'm-IM FUCKING MISSING!" Richie was pointing to the paper frantically, shaking. I grabbed his arm.

"YOURE NOT MISSING, RICHIE!" I screamed, grabbing the paper and ripping it into shreds. He started breathing normally again, calming down.

"Um...guys...?" Eddie whispered. We turned to him, and he was pointing up a staircase. We nodded, and walked up the stairs. Bill leading us, and Eddie falling way behind us. I stared down a dark corridor, one door at the end opening. I tightly held the back hem of Bill's shirt, shaking lightly. All of a sudden, a girl fell in front of the door. I screamed. Betty....Betty Ripsom? I was shaking my head slowly, stepping back. Betty turned to look at us, then screamed, getting pulled into the room.

"BETTY!" Bill yelled, moving towards the room. The second he stepped forward, a door slammed behind us, making me jump, and turn around. A scream echoed from the room. It wasn't Betty. Eddie....

"EDDIE!!" I ran to the door, trying to open it, and bashing it with my fists. Bill and Richie decided to look around for him, thinking maybe he might be somewhere else. I saw a light in the corner of my eye. I turned towards the light, and my expression brightened immediately. Eddie was standing in the doorway. He waved, giggled, and ran into the room, the door closing behind him.

"E-Eddie?!" I ran towards the door. I opened it slowly. I was outside. I turned to close the door, yet it was gone. I was standing in foot-high grass, and there was a street in front of me. In the middle of the street, Eddie was kneeling, picking up his pills that fell over. I started to walk towards him. "H-hey, eds....let me help you..." I was about a foot away from the street, when I hit something. I couldn't see anything, so I stuck out my hands. They hit a wall. It was like a barrier. I smacked it, seeing if it would break. I heard a horn coming from my right ear. I froze. A truck was coming Eddie's way.

"EDDIE! MOVE!!" I was starting to panic. Eddie stood up, and a wave of relief washed through me. Thank god he's gonna move. But instead of moving off the road, he made eye contact with me, and started to smile. No....no! Eddie, move! He slowly raised his arm. And waved. My eyes went wide. I started slamming on the barrier, and screaming for him. Then..smash. Blood went everywhere. My hands flew to cover my mouth, as I let out a choked sob, falling to my knees. Eddie was replaced with a huge pool of blood. Tears streamed down my face, and I sobbed loudly. The second the truck passed, I saw something standing in the blood, holding a red balloon. That mother fucking clown. I started to walk back, my despair being replaced by fear. The clown came straight at me. I was about to scream, when arms wrapped around my waist, and yanked me back to reality. I fell to the floor, my back pressed against Bill's front, his arms wrapped around my waist. I gasped, panting. And got up quickly.

"Where's Eddie?!" My voice cracked, as I frantically wiped my eyes.

"While you were frolicking in the rice fields, we've been looking for him." Richie snapped. All at once, we all heard a voice.

"Hey, guys.Wanna play loogey?"