"What the fuck..?" Richie says as the losers club walk through the forest. A girl lays in a patch of flowers with blood rubbed on her. She stared at the sky emotionlessly.
"W-what is it Richie?" Bill asks. He points at the girl. All of the boys look at her, but she doesn't budge. "Is sh-she.. dead?" Bill asks, the girl looks at them and sits up.
"No." She says.
"That is disgusting." Eddie comments and walks over to her. He grabs her arm and pulls her up. "What the hell are you doing?" Eddie asks in a disgusted tone. "You can get so many diseases just from having that blood on you like that, ugh, it's making me cringe just thinking about it-" Eddie rambles.
"Eds let her talk." Richie rolls his eyes.
"Don't call me that." Eddie says quickly.
"S-so what a-ar-are you doing anyw-ways?" Bill asks.
"I just want to the clown to come get me but it's not working!" The girl exclaims. The boys look at eachother them back to her in disbelief. "Yeah you don't have to fucking believe me call me crazy whatever, I don't care." She snaps.
"No no no, we've been seeing the clown too." Stan tells her. She becomes less defensive but scrunches her eyebrows together.
"So I'm not crazy?" She asks.
"Well for sitting in that shit you are." Eddie mutters. Bill gives him a dirty look then shakes his head 'no' to her
"Oh fuck." She adds, "Oh my god that means a real fucking clown was going to come and eat me." She realizes. "Let's get out of here." She says and starts to quickly walk away, followed by the rest of the boys.
"So what's your name anyways?" Eddie asks.
"Y/n." She smiles.
"Let's g-go to my h-house." Bill says. "My p-parents aren't home."
They all nod. Y/n walks beside Eddie.
"By the way, I'm Richie, the hot one. The germophobe is Eddie, the stuttering one is Bill and the curly head, basket case is Stan."
"I'm not a basket case asshole." Stan snaps. Y/n laughs.
"Good to know." She says as they reach Bill's house. "Do you think I can take a shower?" Y/n asks Bill. He nods.
"I'll go with you." Richie smirks.
"Fuck off Richie." Eddie says.
"Follow m-me." Bill ignores Richie. Y/n follows him up to his bedroom.
"Where's the bathroom?" Y/n asks.
"Oh I just want to get you some clean clothes first." He says.
"Oh no you don't have to I can just change back into this." Y/n says.
"It-it's full of b-bl-blood and dirt." He says. She looks down at her outfit and laughs.
"True." She agrees. Bill hands her some clothes and shows her where the bathroom is.
"Towels a-are I-n th-there." Bill points to a cabinet.
"Thanks." Y/n smiles and closes the door. She turns on the water, undresses and steps into the shower. Bill walks into his living room where the other three boys were talking.
"She's fucking hot though, I'd smash." Richie says.
"Richie." Bill says as he sits next to Stan.
"I'm done with saying how gross you are today Richie, but yeah she is cute." Eddie says.
"She-" Stan was interrupted by a scream coming from upstairs. They all run to the bathroom.
"Y/n?! Are you alright?" Eddie asks. They all press against the door. They hear heavy breathing.
As y/n was getting dressed after her shower in front of the mirror, after she pulled her shirt over her head, she did not see her own reflection; Instead, she saw a scary dead version of herself. When she blinked it was no longer in the mirror, but behind her. Y/n was crying and breathing heavily sitting on the floor.
"W-were coming I-in." Bill says and slowly opens the door to see her wrapped in a ball on the floor. They rush to her side. Eddie puts his hand on her shoulder, she jumps up and into his arms. Y/n cries into his shoulder. They all look at her worriedly. Eddie looks up at them wide-eyed.
"What the fuck happened in here." Richie says. But y/n didn't answer.
"What happened?" Stanley asks softly.
"There-there was a-a thing and then it was in-in the mirror and then it wasn't." Y/n rambles as she shakes.
"H-how about w-we just go watch a movie y-yeah?" Bill asks. They all nod, Y/n stays clung against Eddie like her life depended on it.
"How about a horror movie." Richie smirked.
"Do you really think that's a good idea right now?" Stan asks.
"Why not." Richie shrugs.
"What d-do you th-think about that, Y-Y/n?" Bill asks her.
"I don't care." She says as she stares off at the wall.
"Horror it is." Richie says and rubs his hands together. Stan puts on the movie. Y/n was still clung on to Eddie, he had his arm around her and she was snuggled into his side. Y/n wasn't really watching the movie as she was too busy thinking about what happened earlier.
"Are you alright." Eddie whispers to her.
"I don't know." She replies, whispering as well.
"It's not real y/n. We've all seen that kind of shit." He tells her,
"Really?" She sits up and looks him in the eye. "What kind of shit?" She asks. His heart rate rises a little, Bill subconsciously starts to listen to their conversation.
"Just shit, creepy shit." He says as their attention turns to the movie as one of the characters scream.
"Richie why are we watching this." Stanley rolls his eyes. The conversation between the two fades out after the jump scare. Y/n presses herself closer to Eddie, as close as she possibly could. She tries to shake the image she saw in the mirror and for some reason, this boy she only just met, made her feel safe.
