It: New Kid on the Block

Chapter 14: My Biggest Fear

After what we saw on Neibolt the day before, everyone expected to see Stan as my biggest fear. It wasn't that Stan himself scared me, it's when I thought I would never see him again. My greatest fear was losing him. Although I'd never tell them, he never scared me. He's my best friend, and I was scared to lose him.

At around 6 in the morning I realized my mom had spent another  night at the hospital. I felt much better and decided to run upstairs and get dressed.  I threw on old scrub pants that no longer fit Mom and my old "Morning glory" shirt. I pulled my curls out of my face and packed my bag. We were going, and I planned on making it out alive.

I walked into the kitchen and realized I'd been packing for three hours and it was almost 10 in the morning. "Rise and shine, fuckers!" I yelled, banging to baking pans together. "This is going on my permanent record and I want to make it count!" I yelled. "Did you have to interrupt my needed 8 hours of beauty rest?" asked Richie, putting his glasses back on. I hit him playfully, "You're going to need more than 8 hours to fix whatever's going on there." He rolled his eyes. "Come on, wake up e'eryone we 'ave a demon to catch!" he said with that awful fake British accent. "Please, that's enough to wake up the dead." said Eddie. "Go as you guys are. We have to do this now, I intend on making out alive and back home by lunchtime." I said, trying to sound cheerful. "Yeah, lads! Now or-" "It's really to early for that shit."

We arrived at Neibolt not long after everyone woke up. We all walked in and the instant smell of death hit us in the face. "Wow, I don't know what's worse, the sewage or the decomposed humans." I asked. "Shut up, Richie." said Stan.  "That was me." "I know but I can hear Richie's thoughts so we're gonna shut that down now." We walked down a hall when heared sloshing footsteps. "We're close. I can hear him." said Beverly. Like everyone expected, a Stan with yellow eyes walked out the sewers. Stan held onto my hand as the yellow-eyed him walked towards me. "Come on, Sara. It's not me. You know that." The yellow-eyed Stanley stared me cold in the eyes. I felt my head become light and breathing felt like it didn't exist.

In one swift movement "Stanley" transformed back into a clown, and dragged me away. I could still here everyone's screams as It dragged me away.

I woke up with blood dripping on my face, covered in sewer water. "What do you want from me!" I yelled. No answer. "What do you want!" Almost instantly, appeared my father. His tactics were old, and ultimately useless. He wasn't getting a thing from me. Or so I thought.

"Sara. Why do you care about them so much." I began tearing up. "They're my family! I'd die  for them." I said. My "father" grabbed me by the throat and lifted me high into the air. "That can be arranged. Yet, lucky for you, I like your grit." This clown was getting on my nerves. He never speaks, reliant on our fear. I'm not afraid so he becomes Rumplestilskin. He wants to make a bargain. "I do want anything from you." I said. "Oh, but you will. I have to choices for you. I get all your friends. All of them, and you make it out alive. Or, you sacrifice yourself, and your friends live."

"I'd rather you torture me for the rest of my life then either of those options."

He gave me a sly grin. "I forget how smart you are, Sara. So it's a deal. I torture you throughout eternity, and you all live?" he asked. I never should have said that. "Deal."

I was able to find my way out, to find everyone outside. "Is he dead?" asked Beverly. "I literally just made a deal with the devil. I'm now the embodiment of hell on Earth." Everyone looked down in defeat. "But, we're all safe now. We're going to live." I said. That made a few smiles reappear.

Like I said. They're my family. I'd die for them.