Lollipop // Richie Tozier x OC ( IT 2017 )

Meeting the Devil (Chapter 1)

Summer had started in Derry, and it was like everything was starting fresh. School was out until September, and even the kidnapping in the town seemed to slow. It'd been days since Lolly's run in with Henry, but his markings still danced on her neck; she was glad not to have ran into him or any other member of the gang since. 

Now that it was summer, her house was quiet. Parents spent all day at work, and the cat slept most of the day to escape such hot weather. Her only company came from the radio her mother kept in the kitchen. Janet Jackson's "Miss You Much" floated through the air,

" Shot like an arrow thru my heart ,
that's the pain I feel, I feel whenever we're apart
Not to say that I'm in love with you  ".

The words clung in her mind like they clung to the air, and she thought about the incident from the last day of school. Not what happened with Henry, but talking to Richie and Stanley; they still never repaid her.
She never even got to tell them what happened, she doubted they even thought about it.
Sighing, she thought about how she didn't know why she cared about being in the thoughts of the underclassmen. She had barely thought about them before talking to them, but found herself thinking of the group a lot since trying to help them a few day ago. Brushing the bangs from her face, she thought maybe she could find them? Derry wasn't too big of a town, and often their group of friends hung out together- if she could find one, she could find them all, or at least find out where the others were.

Before leaving, she stepped into the bathroom. Natural light flooded in the windows, and a reflection stared back at her in the mirror above the sink. Tying the top half of her hair up with a red scrunchie she made sure to keep the bottom loose to hide the discoloration left on her neck. The red looked nice against her dark hair, and with a white t-shirt tucked into blue denim shorts she looked for a poster child for the fourth of July. Lolly smoothed down the t-shirt before looking back into the mirror.

" What? " she whispered aloud

There were dark purple bruises extending up her neck and back down, it looked like they continued down past the t-shirt. She pulled the top over her head, and the skin around her white bra was covered in dark purple.

"What the hell is going on?"

"You belong to me, Lollipop"  It sounded like Henry.

"Is somebody there?" she was breathing heavily, her mind was going crazy with questions: "Where did all these bruises come from? I didn't fall, I hadn't done anything dangerous..."

Suddenly the teenager was pinned against the wall, an invisible force pressing down on her neck. The bones pressed into her throat, she would've coughed if she could force out any air from her lungs. The pushing got harder and harder, Henry's voice was screaming now,
"I own you! You belong to me.".

It felt just like the last day of school, she told herself over and over again not to cry. She glanced into the mirror, and cursed in her head. Her breathing was faster, and faster, there was a clown. A clown was holding her to the wall in the mirror, but there wasn't anything in the room that she could see, she couldn't see anything other than the empty bathroom. She thrust a knee up quickly, hit something hard and heard a shrill squeal. The pressing stopped as quickly as it started, the bruising on her chest dispersed and all that was left was purple fingerprints on her neck. Her hands shook uncontrollably, tears prickled in her eyes but she gathered her courage and slid the t-shirt back over herself; before sprinting down the wooden stairs and out the front door of her home.