monophobia !

15: But You're Not Georgie

This is the longest (and final) chapter i have typed okay. Enjoy :)

ψRavenψ

"Jesus, fuck." Richie hugs them both and so does Mike. We all joined the hug. I let out a small laugh of relief. "Where's Bill?" 

Beverly looks up and separates the hug. I gave her a giant hug just the two of us. 

"I'm glad you are okay, Bev." 

"Me too, Raven. Me too." I let go and we walked next to Stan to find Bill. We found him.

With Georgie in front of him. Except this time he doesn't have half of his lower left arm. 

"I wanna go home." I hear the dirty small boy plead. Tears were forming in his eyes. I hear Bill's breathing getting heavier. "I miss you. I wanna go home with mom and dad."

"I-I want more than anything for you to be home. With mom and dad." Bill approaches the crying child. "I miss you so much." 

"I love you, Billy."

"I love you too," Bill pulls out Mike's gun or whatever the thing was and points it at his brother's head. His little lip was quivering. "But you're not Georgie." 

Bill pulls the trigger and punctures a hole in the middle of his forehead. Georgie drops backwards on the floor. His body lied still.

I have never seen someone die in front of me. Especially a little boy I had known for so long. This is way more traumatizing than anything in my life.  

All of a sudden, the body starts to shake uncontrollably. It looked as if he was part of an exorcism. Weird sounds came out of his mouth. Screaming then follows as his legs shake faster than ever. Something started to stretch out of Georgie's  half torn arm. He screamed louder and louder as it came out of his tiny body. 

"What the fuck is happening?" 

I saw a different outfit on him than Georgie's normal clothes. His head was small compared to the rest of his body. Georgie's arms then became even longer. His legs were longer too. He sat up and it was no longer Georgie Denbrough. 

It was the clown. He stood up his knees touching and his arms and head lazily hung down. 

"Kill him, Billy! Kill him now!" "Shit!" "Kill him, Bill!"

There were mixes of those three words. I was just screaming and my body was paralyzed. We all kept screaming at Bill to kill the fucking clown for a long ass time. Bill finally had lifted up Mike's weapon and aimed it at the demon's head. I heard something coming from Mike, him saying its not loaded. 

"Holy shit!"

Bill pulled the trigger. Instead of the same thing that happened to Georgie after he shot him, the clown's head had cracked. His titled his head back and a dark red substance came out of the hole. I stood back as his arms swung back and forth violently while staring back at us. He quickly lunges at Ben, who moved out of his way falling on the floor. 

"Bill, watch out!" Mike warns. He was too late. The clown was hovering over Bill's thin body. The only thing keeping distance was the Mike's gun that the clown was biting on. 

"Leave him alone!" Beverly tries to stab the clown with a metal spike. The clown throws off the spike away from him. 

"Beverly, no!" Mike takes her place. right as he was going to attack, Mike was flung across the room his body hitting the metal wall. 

"Mike!" Beverly and I ran to his side. We saw Bill on the clown's back going around in circles trying to pry off the boy from his back. 

"Help him!" The next thing I knew, my brother was on the clown's back. "Richie!"