Broken Heart||Pennywise X Reader||

Can't Trust No One

I stayed in my house, I couldn't sleep for the past five weeks. I didn't leave my room. I didn't speak to Billy or the others. I didn't answer to Bill. I didn't talk to Sean.

Everything in my head. The voices. Telling me to go. My body is saying no, not moving a centimeter.

I locked my room, I blocked my closet. I sealed the window. Everything in my head, were telling me to leave.

I had to stop this non-sense. I was acting like a crazy person. I had to sleep for once. So I did.
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"Y/N!? Wake up!" The voice echoes. I wake up to see Richie shaking me vigorously. He was his young figure, I heard growling and screaming in front of me.

I look over to see Pennywise with a wrought iron through his head. I didn't scream, I didn't say anything.

Eddie laid next to me, I looked him. He was terrified, I had to do something.

I stood up, Pennywise stumbling his walking towards us. Richie tried to pull me back. I pushed him, which made him a bit mad, but he had to not be killed by It.

I put my hand out to hold Pennywise from walking. I looked at him with fright eyes but mostly angry. He growled at me and laughed.

(Let's say like Eleven)

He tried to grab the iron in his head. Everyone was still screaming. Pennywise disappeared to a different room, down the stairs. "Don't let him get away!" Billy runs down as I follow him behind. It climbs in the well downstairs, we both saw him.

I ran back up, and I grabbed Eddie's broken arm.

"Okay, we have to put it back in its place, okay?" I said. He shook his head.

"No, just take me to the hospital," He said.

He starts to cry and tries to escape my grasp. I put my hands on his cheeks and he looks at me.

"Look at me, look at my eyes," I said, he looks at me and his face in terror.

"1... 2..."

I snap Eddie's arm back into place, and he gasps as yells.

Richie grabbed Eddie, as the rest ran out of the house.

We ran out and Richie glares at me as we rode our bikes.

We stopped on a street and we drop our bikes. Richie comes at me as he was about to hit me. I grab his arm and knee him in the stomach. He falls to the ground.

"You fucking dick-less bitch," He groaned, the others look at me.

"What? He was gonna hit me, you don't hit a girl," I said, they all began to agree with me.

"Who invited Jackie Chan in this group?" Richie asked, as he got up. "We have to go back," I said Billy nods his head.

"No, I'm going home," Eddie says.

I grab his non-wounded arm and I looked at him. "Billy, Georgie is dead!" Richie yells.

"And Luna!" Richie added. I let go of Eddie as I heard Richie say that.

"Take that back, Richie," I warned him as my eyes had fire behind them.

"Luna and Georgie are both dead, they'll never come ba--" I punched him in the face, Richie stands up and runs after me. Eddie and Mike grab Richie holding him back.

Ben and Stanley hold me back, but I escaped their grasp. I put my hand under Richie's chin to make him look at me.

"Take. That. Back." I growled, his face was in terror.

"Guys!" Beverly yelled.

"This is what he wants!" She yelled.

"He wants us to split up and kill us one by one," She said.

I let go of Richie's face and I stepped away. "Oh, I had enough with you people already, you guys can't fucking face your fears, that's why It doesn't kill me," I yelled. Billy grabs my wrist when I walk away. "Y/N, you don't know that, what about Luna?"

I escape his grasp and I looked at him deep in the eyes. "Luna. Is. Dead," I said as I walked away. Everyone was shock as they heard me agreeing that Luna was dead. They always thought I thought that she was alive.

I walked to my house, my dad watched the TV as I entered. He grabbed my hand.

(How bout a Beverly part)

"What were you doing out in Derry?" He asked. I shook my head. "Nothing, I was just looking around," I looked at him.

"Not even... With the boys?" He said as he had a little evil grin.

"No, they're just friends," I said as he gripped my hand tighter.

"You know, you should tell them you're mine,"

"My hand," My body was shaking as he pulled me closer.

"Are you mine?" He asked, I shook my head.

"No," I murmured.

"What did you just say?" He got up.

"I said No!" I escaped his grasp and I fell. He stood at my feet, and I moved back. "No, leave me alone!" I said as he grabbed my legs. Before he can do anything else I kicked him and ran into the bathroom.

Before I ran into the bathroom, I grabbed a knife that laid in the kitchen. I held it to my chest, as my fathers footsteps got closer.

He tried to open the door but I locked it. He sighs and turned back, but he kicked it open.

He looked around, and he chose to look in the shower. I stabbed him in the heart and I saw him stumble to the ground.

I dropped the knife as I slowly walked towards the door. I took a good look at him.

"Y/N~" Someone cooed.

I turned around and It grabbed me by the throat. I choked as I clawed his wrist. "Let go of me," I choked out. He grinned and his cheeks moving into a child smile that creeps us all.

"I'm not afraid of you," I choked. He kept smiling as he pulled me to his face. "You are...you're just afraid to tell me," He laughed as he smelled the fear off of me. His long tongue came out, I whimpered as his tongue licked my cheek leaving drool and other substances I don't need to know.

He hums and smiles. "Taste like fear to me,"

Then it goes black.