The Daughter of Pennywise the Clown

Nine

A/N thank y'all so much for all the reads!! Means a lot!

Carissa's POV.

When I woke up, I was in a hospital bed. I had a cast in my broken arm, and a new bandage in my head. I saw richie sitting there anxiously, and when he saw me, he settled down.

"Carrie!!" he yelled.

He jumped up and gave me a big hug, and I returned it.

"Howd I get here? I don't have any money." I said.

"Surprisingly, Ms. K brought you here.  I don't know what made her, but she brought you here." he said.

I nodded and saw that he was the only one here.

"Where's everyone else?"

He looked down, and then looked up. Only then did I noticed the forming bruise in his eye.

"Oh richie what happened?!" I said.

"After you left, Bill wanted to go back to the well house late-"

"HE WANTED TO BACK TO THAT FUCKIN THING?!" I said.

"Yah. Then we all got in this big fight, I said some things I didn't mean, and he punched me. Then, the losers split up." he said. He looked really upset.

"Oh rich. OK, 2 things. 1) it's OK. People always say things that they don't mean. And 2) if the losers split up, it's OK. You still have a loser right in front of you." I said.

He smiled and gave me a hug. I already know that I like richie. He gives me a sense of warmth and comfort that I've never felt before. He took care of me, even though he didn't really know me.

Richie's POV.

I don't really know how to tell her that I like her. She's so sweet, she's smart, she's helpful and strong, not to mention she's smokin hot.

I don't really care if she is the daughter of a demon clown on a rampage murdering a whole bunch of kids. It's all cool.

Carissa's POV.

When we pulled away from the hug, we stared each other right in the eye. His eyes looked bigger somehow, and they had this sort of glimmer in them.

I was about to speak when I was cut of by his lips smashing onto mine. I was shocked at first bit started to kiss back.

We pulled away slowly and looked at each other for a moment.

"Umm, what were you going to say?" he said. His voice cracked in a few spots, making me laugh a little.

He was blushing profusely, and I said, "We'll was going to tell you that I like you, but now now that that's been taken care by that." I said.

He laughed a little and so did I. After a while, we sat by each other in silence. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence, it actually felt kinda nice.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" richie said.

I looked at him and smiled.

"Yes."

~time skip~

I was admitted form the hospital about three hours after we started dating. Richie brought me some jean short shorts, a Grease t-shirt, and one of his Hawaiian shirts. I already had the shoes from when we went to that hellhole.

I went to the bathroom and changed really quick. I didn't have a hair brush so I looked I just walked out of my grave.

I walked out and amd richie left. Everything had already been taken care if by Ms. K.

We walked to Richie's house and went to his room. I took off my shoes and sat on the bed. His room was actually surprisingly neat for a boy of his age.

I. Saw down and looked around the room. My head started to hurt a little from the cut.

"Do you have some aspirin?" I asked.

"Aww shit. No I don't. I could go to the pharmacy really quick." he said.

"It's OK. I'll go." I quickly grabbed two dollars from my backpack and walked out the door.

I walked to the pharmacy, because I didn't want to hurt myself in my bike.

I walked in and went to the counter.

"What do you want loser?" Greta said.

"I need to buy some aspirin." I said.

"Oh, for your arm?" she said, mocking pity.

"No signatures. So sad. Kinda like Eddie's." she said.

"I swear to god if you lay one fucking finger on him I will shoot your dad, make you watch, and then stab you to death." I said angrily.

She finally shut up and I bought my aspirin.

I walked back to Richie's and took my pills. I was feeling kinda tired so I went to Richie's bed. He wasn't here, so I took a nap in it.

I woke up about twenty minutes later and he walked in. He played down next to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I snuggled into his chest and soon we fell asleep holding each other.

Two months later

Me and richie were at the arcade, arguing over who gets to play street fighter first. We may be a couple, but we fight like we're 3 all the fucking time.

Finally, we flipped for it, and richie got to go first.

He was playing and then I saw Bill walk in.

"The fuck do you want Bill?" I asked, annoyed.

"You see that guy I'm hitting right there? I'm pretending that's you." richie said, not looking away from the game.

"Oof." I said.

"It got beverly." Bill said.

I turned to him, not really believing him.

"What?" richie and I said.

"It. It got b-beverly." Bill said.