"Shit!" Ben whisper yelled. His little remark caught the attention of his fellow friends and other people in the library. "Paper cut" he whispered.
Mike and Eddie giggled a little before getting back to work reading up on the town's history. The only sound coming from the library, other than Ben, was the sound of pages being flipped.
The library was almost empty, only a few people here and there, mostly old women. Bookshelves filled the place, making it seem like a maze. It smelled of mildew, from old books and pages.
Ben had found a book, titled "The History of Derry". "Jackpot" Eddie whispered, smiling.
They flipped through old pictures, some of the founders of the evil town, to the children of it. But as the flipped one page, an article caught there attention. "Easter Explosion Kills 88 Children, 102 In Total".
"What the..." Mike examined. As Ben turned the page, a tree, surrounded by people was pictured. Ben flipped the page. The tree was zoomed in more. Ben flipped until the tree was zoomed into a child's decapitated head, stuck in the tree.
All three of them jumped and shut the book. They all breathed heavily, shaking in there clothes. All three stood up, Eddie slid the book in his shirt, hoping no one would notice, luckily no one did. They all left in a hurry, without even checking the book out.
Mike and Eddie were out the door, but before Ben stepped foot outside the Library, he turned around to get ons last glance at the place. Eerily, everyone in the building was looking at him, smiling. Ben immediately jumped out of the building letting the door slam behind him.
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Beverly and Bill walked down the street, kicking rocks and trash that would occasionally be on the sidewalk. "So..." Bev trailed. "What do you think were gonna find?" She asked him.
Bill sighed and looked ahead. "B-Bev, I honest-tly don't know." He said, a hint of fear in his tone. Bev put a hand on his shoulder and patted it slowly.
"Well whatever it is, we'll beat the hell out of it" she laughed, and gave him a reassuring smile. He returned the gesture and laughed along with her.
Eventually, there feet led them to the front of (Y/N)'s house. A small, shitty house stood before them. Beverly and Bill gave each other a nervous glance and walked to the door.
Beverly raised her fist up to knock, and tapped on the door three times. "Who the hell is it?!" Yelled an older man. Bill looked nervously at her.
Eventually, a few deadbolts could be heard opening, and the door opened just enough to see inside. The smell of cigarette, and marijuana smoke hit the two kids like a rock, causing them to immediately cough.
When Beverly got her breath back, she stood up and looked the man in the eyes. "I'm your daughter's friend Beverly, and this is my boyfriend Bill." She said choosing her words carefully.
Bill, being a flustered mess, shot her a questioning look. And after a second understand what she was doing. "Y-Yeah, we came to s-see if she w-w-wanted to get Ice C-Cream" Bill said looking him in the eyes.
"Well I'll be, she ain't dating you? What a surprise. The slut seems to fuck everything that moves!" The man said, then abrupting into a sinister laugh.
Beverly and Bill looked at each other, confused on what to do. Once he quit his giggle fit, he crossed his arms and stood there. "We were wondering if you knew where she was?" She asked him.
He looked at her, leaned in real close and smiled. "If you really want to find her, I'd try checking every street corner" he chuckled and slammed the door on the two kids.
They both stood there speechless. "I'm guessing she isnt home." Beverly said and walked away from the house, with Bill right at her heels.
"I w-wouldn't ever w-want to home if I lived w-with him." Bill stuttered. Bev nodded in agreement.
Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks and looked around. He noticed a particular house right across from hers. "Is that...is t-that H-Henry Bower's h-house?" He said pointing to the large two story house.
"I think it is." Bevery said, "we should probably get going". Bill understood and walked as fast as he could in the opposite direction.
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Henry was speeding toward the park where Stan had instructed him to go. (Y/N) slid her hand on his thigh gripping it tight as he drove. She was nervous about everything and he could tell.
"So does someone wanna tell me what the fuck were dealing with here?" Henry said looking in the rear view mirror at the two boys.
They both looked at each other. "This thing can shape shift and transform into you're biggest fears. It's this sinister looking clown, you'll know IT when you see IT." Stan said.
"That must've been who you saw that night (Y/N)..." Henry concluded, glancing over at her. Shivers went down her spine as she remembered that night.
"Hey, look at me." He said stopping the truck at the stop sign. "That thing will have to go through me first. And he ain't ever gettin through me. I'm not gonna ever let shit happen to you." He sternly said. "Now come here." He said pulling her in, and giving her a quick little kiss.
"Jesus christ guys get a room." Richie said, pissed off. Henry looked back at him. "Shut your goddamn mouth you little shit." And turned around.
He gave (Y/N) a smirk, and she started laughing. Stan burst out soon after. "I feel like were your kids" Stan chuckled.
"What a fucked up family we would be" (Y/N) chuckled. The others nodded and laughed in agreement.
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Jesus christ guys I'm sorry it took me so long to put this out. Like legit I'm sorry lmao. I have been suffering from a little bit of writers block and havent been able to find the want to write. But I always enjoy reading your comments, which I read every single one. That's truly the reason I put this chapter out. Anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter, and hope all of you are hyped for "The End of IT".Till next time my sins~
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Fanfiction*MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY; SEX SELF HARM AND MATURE THEMES AHEAD YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED* *I DO NOT OWN IT OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS IM JUST A WEIRDO WHO LIKES FANFICTIONS* (Y/N) is your typical troubled teen, something common in Derry. After her father...