You sighed as you picked the chipped f/c nail polish off of your fingernails. It was a habit of yours. You didn't even know why you painted your nails anymore.
You were home alone with absolutely nothing to do. Your parents went to some fancy restaurant with their friends. They, of course, invited you, but you declined because you weren't fond of their 'friends'.
You sat on the living room couch and even debated going to see Bill, one of your close friends. You knew he has been having a hard time since the disappearance of his younger brother, Georgie.
You didn't know Georgie very well, but you were still devastated whenever you heard your parents talking about his disappearance one day. He was still a little ray of sunshine and he loved to draw you pictures. You kept every one. They stayed hung up in your bedroom.
"Hello Y/n." You jumped at the sound of someone speaking. You stood up from the couch and turned around to see a clown. A red balloon in his hand and a cheesy grin on his face. "Do you want a balloon?"
You completely ignored his question and began to question him yourself. "How do you know my name?" You didn't show the slightest bit of fear, which heavily surprised Pennywise.
"Well Y/n, I know every single thing about you." The clown began, his grin only widening. You weren't sure how to even respond to a strange man in a clown suit being in your house.
"Get out." You pointed towards the door, your e/c eyes held a glare in them as you stared down the clown. He didn't move causing you to speak again. "Are you deaf now?" Maybe you shouldn't have been so sassy because you had no idea what this guy was capable of, but you didn't care at the time.
"Don't you want to know my name, Y/n?" He finally spoke up. His grin was slowly falling and an evil look was replacing it.
"Sure. Then I'll know who to call the cops on." Your voice was dripping venom at that point. You crossed your arms and tapped your foot as you waited for him to speak.
"Well, I'm Pennywise, the dancing clown!" The grin was back as he did jazz hands. You groaned. There was no way this guys name was actually Pennywise, right?
"Yeah right, Pennywise." You mockingly spoke his name as you took a step closer. "You need to leave. Right now."
"I can't do that Y/n." he shook his head. "I have waited so long for this moment." He sighed as he jumped over the couch and stood in front of you. Though he was towering over you, you still showed no sign of fear.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"Exactly what I said. I've waited so long for you to notice me, to talk to me, to look at me." The clown spoke. "I love you, Y/n."
You felt the chill run up your spine and the goosebumps form on your arms whenever he spoke that last sentence.
You shook your head one final time as you began to speed walk over to the house phone. You were so concentrated on your thoughts, you didn't hear the clown's footsteps coming towards you.
Before you knew it, he didn't something to you causing you to fall as you felt the darkness consume you. But Pennywise didn't let you hit the ground, he caught you in his arms and brushed some of your hair out of your face.
Before leaving the house, he stared at you for a couple of minutes. You looked so sweet and peaceful as you laid in his arms. He couldn't believe that the girl in his arms was a girl that everyone was frighten of.
One day, he watched you threaten Henry Bowers once, the boy seemed absolutely terrified of you, but tried to hide it. Pennywise tried to remember why you and Henry were fighting. The thoughts danced around in his mind as he thought back to that day.
He remembered hearing the words 'break up'. His grin dropped as he thought about you and that Henry boy together. The thought of you being with someone like Henry disgusted him. The thought of you being with someone that wasn't him, disgusted him.
Pennywise shrugged off those thoughts and stood up from the couch as he gripped you tightly and tried to control his dirty thoughts about what he could do to you, but he wanted you to be conscious for that.
He took you back into his sewer and into the area he thought of as his bedroom. He placed you on a small bed that was in the corner of the room.
He sighed as he grabbed the chains and began to tie you up. He didn't want to hold you captive. He would like it better if you willingly stayed with him, but he knew you wouldn't. It would take you some time to warm up to him.
He left the sewer to go check on the rest of the kids he was after, Bill and his group. He knew that you wouldn't be happy with him if you found out he was messing with your friends, but he couldn't control himself.
A couple hours later, Pennywise returned to his sewer and was instantly met with the loud noise of metal hitting something else. He rushed into the room where he kept you and saw you pulling on the chain that held you down.
"You." You spoke up whenever you noticed the clown standing over by the doorway, curiously watching you. "Let me go." You demanded causing Pennywise to shake his head.
"I'm sorry, I cant do that."
"And why not?" You question, still pulling on the chain that held your left foot down. You watched him sigh once again.
"You already know, my sweet girl." Pennywise slowly spoke. "I love you."
"You cant love me. You don't even know me." You now began to raise your voice.
"I know everything about you." He shook his head. "I know your birthday, I know your favorite color, I know about all of your friends and family, I know everything." Pennywise has his signature grin on his face.
You didn't even respond to him. There was no way he was going to get away with this, right? Doubt began to fill you as your thoughts raced through your mind. Your family would find you, right? Pennywise spoke up, pulling you out of your trance.
"You will love me."
