Clown's Revenge

Another Way

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I lost a lot to that monster. My innocence, my friend, my strength, and the hope that guided me through the darkness. All of those were gone. I felt disgusted with myself, I wanted to die for actually loving the feelings I had towards that creature. I fell in love with that creature but this couldn't be love.

Loving someone means you're not scared to be with them and that they don't want to see you cry, none of those I saw with him. He hurt me, he didn't care if I cried, and he made me fear him.

If anyone thought this hellish pain I've been through is love....well, your wrong about that. He may have said he loved me but what he said about me is only an unhealthy obsession. I read a book once called "Comfort food" and a girl fell in love with her captor. He did terrible things to her but she luckily escaped. Never knew the captor's name.

I've learned that this kind of love was Stockholm Syndrome. Was I really in love with this clown? I hated him but something about him made me want to stay with him. Damn it! Why can't I think right anymore?

Has this creature really taken control of me? Was this all just a sick nightmare? If this was a nightmare...then I want to wake up.

Yes...wake up...(F/N)...

I woke up and found long arms around my body. I attempted to sit up but I was quickly pulled back down. I could feel it's breath against the shell of my ear, I shuddered in disgust. I saw Kelly sitting crisscrossed from me, her face was blank and emotionless, she only stared at me.

"I'm sorry Kelly, I'm the reason all this is happening" I whispered.

Kelly sprung up with her hands up in the air . "Quit your bullshit and don't say sorry to me!" She seemed annoyed with what I said, but why?

"You know what's wrong with the word sorry? It gives people the idea that every mistake can be solved with a single word. It's not your fault that all this shit is happening but now it's your responsibility to fix it"

'' I can't do it! I'm weak! Why can't Dillon or Heather do anything? I ju-"

"They can't, just take some time to breath and relax. Let the answer come to you. Now I'll be back, I'll go check up on Heather and Dillon". With that being said Kelly went away without a sound. I fell back down and closed my eyes.

When I opened my eyes realized I was laying among yellow lilies that pressed against my skin gently. It's been along time since I've seen anything so pretty. Being down there for who knows how long seemed to make me forget that there was such beauty in this world.

''Comforting isn't it? I adore these kinds of flowers!"

I looked next to me to see...Heather sitting next to me? Her hair was decorated with the flowers that hung to her wave brown hair.

''Heather are you dead or asleep? I asked as I swiftly pulled myself up to meet her big blue eyes. ''Obviously, I'm just part of your imagination (F/N)'' Heather chuckled, ''It seems your dreams get darker and darker with every step you make, you need to be careful''.

''You know what shut up! I've been told that I need to do this all on my own but I can't! I'm not strong enough! I'm going to be Pennywise's prized possesion forever! You and Dillion are too lazy to get off your ass and save me!''

Heather wasn't like Kelly who had anger issues. She only smiled at me acting as if she didn't hear what I said.

"The answer is false love my dear, make the clown think your in love"

That was it? Was the answer really fake love?  It sounded really stupid but that's all I could try. I don't have superhuman strength so that was my only option for now.  

''This is all in your hands''  As Heather leaned forward my pulse raced,  Her lips touched my cheek making my cheeks heat up. ''Good luck friend'' she smiled. I knew the peck on the cheek wasn't real but it felt so real. 

Then I found myself back in the cruel reality I live in, how I wished to talk with Heather more. I felt the once warm body gone.

I looked around and than saw the clown on stage chewing on a arm like it was a burger. I arose walking over to IT and it's vicious yellow eyes glared up at me. "Ah (F/N), care to join?"

Do I have a choice anymore?

I walked over to the creature and plopped down next to him, thigh to thigh. "You haven't eaten for the last two days and you almost look like a skelton!" It gasped, sounding like almost like a caring mother.

It extended it's right hand to my cheek caressing it with it's gloved thumb. I wanted to either punch him in it's ugly face or cut off his dick and shove it down his throat, but I knew I couldn't. I smiled which caught him off guard, but then he gave me his famous smile.

He bit of a piece of meat from the arm like a ferocious lion and placed it firmly on my hand.

"Eat up now" IT giggled like a child.

Did he really expect me to eat this shit!? I know I was supposed to do the whole false love thing but I couldn't eat human beings!

If this would get him to trust me more then I guess this is what I would have to do.

I took a bite out of the flesh and kind of gagged a little. It almost tasted like pork but something about it was terrible. I had to act like I loved so I kept eating. I finally gulped it down and shivered a little. 

I smiled at Pennywise and he giggled. "I'm happy you love it because I would have gotten you human food if you didn't like it" IT clapped it's hand together.

"Pennywise, if my friends came here would you hurt them?"

Pennywise stroked my hair and pulled my hair back.

"I wouldn't hurt them, I'd make them float". Why did I even bother asking? God I was trying to figure out what to ask IT but I didn't have much to say.

That's when something struck me. "Havr you ever thought of the time we beat you?"

It stopped stroking my hair and retreated to it's outer thigh. "I didn't feel superior at that moment. The only one superior to me before was that....turtle"

Turtle? A turtle was superior to IT? I couldn't really believe it. "The turtle seems to have hope that you and your friends can defeat me. Me and the turtle are very bipolar from each other"

"Who is the turtle?" I asked.

"Some old lazy fool who I despise. He has helped some people in the past but he's only a spectator"

This turtle maybe, just maybe this turtle could help me. I felt a sense of hope, hope that we would all be able to stop it.

Later with Dillon and Heather.....

Dillon and Heather were in the library together. "Alright I believe were ready for the ritual, we've been trying to figure it out but now we can do it" Heather said. "Don't worry Dillion we have a plan, were going to save Kelly and (F/N)".

Dillon sighed closing the book. "Are you sure this Maturin creature is right about all of this?"

"I'm positive about it, don't stress over it" Heather assured him pecking him on the cheek.

"I hope your right Heather"