Bill Denbrough x reader: Bitter Sweet

~26~

After hours of planning, we packed up and went home. Bill insisted to take me back, but I managed to convince him I'd be fine on my own.

We all met at 9pm on the next day at Mike's farm house since it was next to Henry's.

"Glad you all came. Ok I've written down instructions for everyone of you. Here are your teams: #1:Richie,Eddie and Bill. #2:Stan, Y/n and Bev. #3: me and Mike", Ben announced.

"My gramps made us dinner. How 'bout we eat then get going?", Mike offered followed by cheers.

After eating, we separated into our teams and put the plan in action.

My team had to lead Bowers into the forest and scare him half to death, Richie's team would sneak into his house and Mike's duo was the lookout.

Henry's P.O.V.

I was carving skulls in my bedframe when I heard noises outside of my window. I turned down the rock&roll I was listening to, got up and looked out the window. Nothing. I spat out my sunflower seed and turned the music back on.

*Splat*

My head jerked towards the window which was now covered in...blood? This time I turned off the stereo and trudged towards the red liquid. Definitely looked like blood. I put some dirty pants on and headed downstairs. Thank God dad wasn't home yet. When I got on the other side of my window, I saw that the blood had started oozing down onto the wall.

I let out a loud groan and spat out another sunflower seed. That's when I spotted it. Deer-like footprints marked in blood on the soil. I squinted my eyes to try to see better in the darkness. The prints followed across the shed and into the forest.

In hope of finding a wounded deer to bring home, I entered the pitch black forest. I did down weird clicking sound as I tried to call it.

I kept following the prints until I slipped and fell into some sort of shallow hole with liquid inside. All my clothes were soaked but it didn't smell like water. All of a sudden, I saw a flicker of light. Thats when I realized what I was in. Gasoline. I frantically tried to stand up but slipped and landed on my ass. Next to me was the end of some string which was itself dipped in the chemical. I saw a match drop in the distance and land on the string.

The little flame quickly got closer and closer towards me. I was gonna fucking blow up! With all my strength I got up and ripped my clothes off in the desperate attempt to not explode. I ran deeper into the forest in nothing but my white underwear.

"You're dead Bowers!", A digital like voice yelled from out of nowhere.

I let out a scream and stopped. I was going the wrong way.

I spun around and ran from where I came from. A loud bang similar to fifty gun shots resonated behind me.

I screamed my lungs out and jumped so high I nearly hit my head on a branch.

A flash and a click came from the distance which I ignored and kept running. I finally arrived home. Sweating, covered in cuts, tears on my cheeks, panting like a dog. I ran upstairs and locked my door. I got in the shower and moaned as the water hit my face. I scrubbed some shampoo into my hair, rinsed it and dried myself off.

What the fuck had just happened?