Henry Bowers X Beverly Marsh

The blood and the clown

Beverly's POV

I got home and opened the door. My dad was waiting on the couch watching television. When he saw me he got up. "Where have you been Bevy?... And what happened to your face?" he said stroking my chin where I had gotten hit by a rock. 

"I umm tripped," I said, saying the first thing that came to mind. But that got me a slap to the face. My head snapped to the side and I reached to touch the lace where he had slapped me but he quickly grabbed my wrist so hard that his knuckles turned white. I flinched as he reached up and stroked my long red curly hair. I shuddered out of fear and disgust. 

"Are you still my little girl Bevy?" He said in a voice that was basically challenging me to say no.

"Yes daddy," I said. He let me go and told me to get ready for bed. I went straight to the bathroom and cried. I hated my hair, only because he loved It so much. I grabbed a pair of scissors off the counter and began to chop off my hair. Little by little my hair fell into the sink and I washed it down the drain. I was finely saticefied after it was cut to the point where it looked like a boy's haircut. I smiled as I reinced the last of the hair down the drain. 

Just as I was about to walk ou of the bathroom I heard a voice. "Beverly." It said. It was a child's voice, and then there were multiple of them.

"Help us Beverly."

"Come float with us beverly"

"We all float down here."

"You'll float too, You'll float too" The voices chanted

'Where's down here' I thought to myself.I ran into my room and grabbed a tape measure. I took the entire plug out of the drain and started to feed the tape measure into the pipe. It went down farther than it should have. The tape measure went down forty inches. I started to slowly bring the thing back up but quickly stopped when I got down to the last five inches, because on the last five inches of the tape measure was blood. 

I looked into the sink which was a big mistake on my part. Huge clumps of hair came shooting out of the drain and grabbed my neck pulling my face closer to the pipe. But out of the pipe, blood came spraying out covering the entire bathroom and myself. I was screaming and crying at the top of my lungs. I ran out of the bathroom and towards my dad. "What's wrong Bevy, why are you screaming." my dad said with a look on his face that said 'this had better be good or there will be punishment'

"Cant you see it? " I said wondering why he didn't look more afraid.

"See what." He said growing agitated. Before I could answer I felt another slap on my cheek and my head snapped to the side again and this time I fell to the ground.

"What the h**l happened to your hair?" he said angry. I started to stand and I grabbed the windowsill for balance. as soon as I could see out the window, I saw Henry Bower's car with Him sitting in the front seat with a smirk on his face. He sped off after looking me in the eye. I turned around to see that my dad had already gone back to the couch. I quickly ran back into the bathroom and grabbed a clean towel from under the sink. I used it to wipe all the blood off my body, and then I went to sleep. 

The first thing I did when I woke up, was grab my bike and ride as fast as I could to the barrens. I needed to find the boys and ask if they could help me clean the bathroom. While riding along the barrens, I saw everyones bikes.  I set my bike down and ran into the barrens. When I got through the trees and bushes I ran towards the guys.

"Hey Bev, what's wrong? Your face is as white as a ghost." Richie said laughing. The rest of the gang rolled their eyes at him. 

"Better question, what happened to your hair," Stan said staring at it.

"Well, I obviously cut it. Why, you dont like it?" I said raising my eyebrow.

"No, you look fine umm better then fine," He said flustered. I couldn't help but smile.

"Anyway, I need your help, all of you." I said, hoping that they too could see the blood and I wasn't going crazy.

They got on their bikes and followed me to my house. "So this is where you live," said richie trying to break the serious silence.

"Yup, and you get to stand watch while these guys help me clean something up," I said not wanting Richie to be in the house to make fun of me if the blood actually wasn't there. He groaned and complained but we all ignored him and went into the house.  I led them to the closed bathroom door. "Are you ready? It might make you sick." I said as a precaution before any of them made a commitment. They nodded their heads and I opened the door.

"Holy s**t," Eddie says.

"W-what the h-h-h**l happened in here," Billy said. 

"It came from that drain," I said. I also told them about hearing the voices and how the hair grabbed me and the blood sprayed out of the sink. I told them we needed to hurry and clean it up because my dad couldn't see it but every time I looked at it it made me want to be sick. So, we set to work and started cleaning. 

It took several long hours of scrubbing and scraping but we got it all off. "Thank you guys so much I would have never gotten it all done by myself," I said  rubbing the back of my neck.

"No problem. That's what friends do right?" Mike said. I smiled and nodded my head.

We grabbed the bags of dirty papertowels and empty cleaner bottles and threw them away in the dumpster next to my house. Richie was still outside but he was riding his bike in circles. "Can we go now?" He said whining. We laughed and grabbed our bikes. Not really sure of where we were going we started to ride our bikes down the street. Bill was staring at the ground thinking hard about something.

"I've seen s-something strange too." Bill said. We all stopped our bikes and stood there in the middle of the street like a bunch of idiots. "I s-saw G-Guh-Georgie. Except he wasn't a-a-alive, and he w-wasn't alone either. T-t-there was th-th-this..."He started.

"Clown," Eddie said. "I saw him too." He said looking around at the other boys. Stan and Mike nodded their heads basically saying that they had seen it too.

"Can only virgins see the blood and clown? Because that sounds like a totally logical reason for this." Richie said trying to lighten the mood. 

"I'm going to go home... It's starting to get dark and I don't want to make my dad angry." I said even though it was only four O'clock and I knew my dad wouldn't be home for a while.

"I'll take you home so that way you can get home safely," Ben said with a worried expression on his face.

I shook my head. "No way, you go on with the rest of the guys. I'm sure I'll be fine." I said turning around and getting off my bike and starting to walk home.I was just around the corner from my house when I heard footsteps behind me. "Ben, I told you that I didn't need you to walk me home," I said as I turned around to see someone else.

"Well it's a good thing I'm not Ben," he said with an evil grin.

Well I'm just gonna leave it there. I'm sure y'all can guess who it is. Hoped you liked it, comment and vote if you did. (/'_')/  ~(<_<~) (~>_>)~  <(^_^)>   (that's me dancing) ^-^