IT: Richie x OC (COMPLETED)

Chapter 5 - Georgie

(So quick thing, so I did give your character a name, if you don't like it, just use your name still, but, I just felt like using a name)

As Bill and I rode our bikes home, I kept thinking about how differently Stanley was acting. "Hey Billy." I said.

"Yeah B-Briana?" He asked.

"Was it just me, or did Stan seem a little......off?" I asked him. He took a moment to think about it.

"I mean, yeah, he seemed a bit off. But maybe he's j-j-Just nervous about his J-J-Jewy t-test." I just nodded my head. I mean, becoming a man seemed really important. "Soooooo, how w-wa-was it?" Bill asked.

"How was what?" I asked him, confused.

"Y-y-you know. You and R-R-Richie." Bill said. I could feel my cheeks heating up.

"Oh, um, I don't know, it was okay, I g-guess." I stumbled.

"You l-like him. Don't y-you?" Bill asked.

"What? No! Ew! Gross!" I told him. He just (ST reference) gave me a look and pedaled faster. 'Why is it so obvious?!' I asked myself.

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That night, I was just laying in bed, thinking about how Richie and I kissed. I loved the feel of his face in my hands, his sparkling eyes, and his lips. His big, soft lips. I touched my lips, remembering what it felt like when Richie's own lips had touched mine. Sadly, I'll never feel that way again. I heard movement out in the hall. I assume it's Bill, considering it's raining, there's probably a leak in his ceiling. I listened to the sound of the rain. I then heard Bill put the bucket down in the hallway. Weird. I then heard him head away from his room. It sounded almost as if he was in Georgie's room. I then heard him start to head down the stairs. Out of curiosity, I went to go find him. As I walked out into the hall, I saw Georgie's light on. I walked in their to turn it off. When I walked in there, I saw all his stuff just the way he left it. I remembered all the memories we had in here. I started to tear up, so I closed my eyes, turned off his lamp and followed Bill.

When I saw him, he was in the kitchen, looking into the dinning area, it also looked like there were LEGO's down by his feet. "Billy! What the hells going on?" I asked him. No response. I started to get worried. "Billy?" I walked up to him. I put my hand on his shoulder, he flinched a little, bit but, kept looking into the dinning area. I looked at his face, he was on the verge of tears. I followed his gaze and saw a flash of a yellow. 'Georgie'. I stood up straighter. My eyes started to get glassy. He started to walk forward, I grabbed his hand and followed him. He stopped when we saw the entrance to the cellar. We both then slowly started to walk down into the cellar , hand in hand. When we got to the bottom, we saw nothing. We then heard movement in the far right corner, we looked over to it. We both stood there in shock when we what was over there. It was Georgie. He just stood there. With his yellow raincoat and his hood over his head. He was looking at us. But those eyes. And that smile, they weren't Georgie's. Georgie's eyes and smile were always warm and welcoming. But this, whoever this was, had a cold and disgusting look to them.

"I lost it Billy." Georgie started to say. "Don't be mad." I looked over to Bill. "I'm sorry I got lost Briana. Please don't be mad." I looked back at Georgie. Tears starting to fall.

"We-were not mad at you." Bill let out, barley a whisper. Georgie then started to walk out of the corner he was in.

"It just floated off. And I followed." Georgie told us.

"It-It's o-Okay Georgie. I-It was an a-accident." I whispered to him.

"But Bree, Bill. If you'll come with me, you'll float too." He said in a loud voice.

"Georgie." Both Bill and I said while we were crying.

"You'll float too." Georgie said again. Starting to giggle. His voice then started to get deeper and deeper as he kept repeating the same thing. "You'll float too." His face started to fall apart. That wasn't our Georgie. Then, out of the water next to him came out a clown. Muttering the same thing Georgie was. I gripped on to Bill's arm harder. I tensed up.

"Clown." I whispered.

"You'll float too!" The clown yelled. Then, Georgie was dragged off into the water. The clown then started to rush at us. Bill and I ran upstairs. We let go of each other's hand while we were running. That was a big mistake. As soon as Bill opened the door and got through it, it slammed closed.

"Billy!" I yelled while pounding in the door. Bill was trying to get it open while yelling my name. I turned around. The clown was on the steps, starting to get closer. "BILLY!" I yelled louder, pounding on the door even harder. The clown was almost to me. He was still chanting "You'll float too, you'll float too." 'This is it, this is where it all ends'. I thought to myself. Just as I closed my eyes, the door slammed open and Bill pulled me inside. I fell to the ground as Bill closed the door. I couldn't move. All I could do was look at the door and cry. I couldn't feel anything. Bill then came behind me and hugged me, making me feel safe. After we sat there for a little bit, he picked me up and put me to bed. He started to walk back to his room.

"B-b-b-billy." I said.

"Y-Yeah?" He asked.

"C-c-c-could y-you s-s-s-stay?" I asked. He just looked at me. He walked over and laid on my bed. He pulled me into a tight hug and feel asleep. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't. Every time I closed my eyes I saw him. I saw the clown. I didn't feel safe, not without knowing if the clown was gone or not. I decided I couldn't stay there. I got out of Bill's arms and wrote a note telling him I was at Stanley's. When ever things would get hard at home, especially when the whole Georgie thing started, I would always go to Stanley's, mainly cause he was my best friend in the group. I got my jacket and some shoes on, I walked out of my house and down the street.

When I got to Stanley's I walked up the steps to his door. I just about knocked. But, I didn't. I don't why. I just didn't. So, I kept walking down the street. I didn't know where I was going. Eventually, I just stopped. I turned and looked to see where I was. I was at Richie's house. I went up to the door and knocked. I prayed that Richie would answer, and he did.

"Bree? What are you doing here?" He asked, I had obviously woken him up. What I also didn't realize was that I was still crying. "What's wrong?" He asked. I just shook my head. He then came down by me and pulled me into his house. He walked me up to his room and laid me down in his bed. "I'll be on the couch if you need anything. Okay?" He asked me. He then started to walk away.

"P-p-p-please s-stay R-R-Rich, I d-don't want to b-be a-alone." I told him. He just looked at me. I must've looked pretty bad. He was just about to lay on the ground.

"C-c-can y-you c-c-Come u-up h-h-here pl-plea-please?" I asked him. He nodded and I made room for him. I faced away from him. A little bit later, he fell asleep. He then wrapped his arms around my torso. I knew he was just doing it in his sleep. I turned around to face him. His chin was on top of my head. I felt safe. A little while later I fell asleep. It wasn't a good sleep, but at least I got some.