"Bree." A voice whispered,
"Hello?" I asked.
"Bree, it's time to come home. It's time to come HOME!" When I woke up, I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I looked at my alarm clock, 8:30. Well, at least today is my day off. I looked at the caller ID. It said Derry, Maine. I knew it, I knew we would have to go back. I answered the phone, "Hello? Mike?" I asked.
"Bree, hi. Yeah it's Mike, how'd you know?" He asked.
"Your the only person I know from Derry. And yes Mike, I do remember everything, and I know the others don't." I told him.
"How?" He asked.
"Well, I remember because every night after Bill and I left, I've had nightmares about it. And how I know no one else remembers, Bill's books, they're based off our childhood, he doesn't know that though. Stanley, he's stressed over something and he doesn't know what it is. And Beverly, one time I mentioned Richie and no matter how hard I tried to remind her, she couldn't remember, so I just had a hunch that the others were the same." I told him.
"Oh. So, you know he's back, right?" He asked.
"Yes Mike, I do realize that." I told him. "Who else knows?" I asked.
"Everyone." He told me. "We made an oath. Are you coming back?" He asked.
"Yes Mike. I'm coming back." I told him. I felt a pain on my right hand. On the palm was the scar Bill had cut in my hand with that glass. That scar, is 27 years old. It hadn't been there until now, I was sure of it. I remember the day we made the oath like it was yesterday.
September, 1989
"Swear it, S-s-s-swear, if IT isn't dead. If IT ever comes back, we'll come back too." Bill told us. Everyone just looked around. Then, Bev and I stood up at the same time. Slowly, everyone followed us, standing up. I cut Bill's hand for him, then he cut my hand, then Richie's, then Eddie's, Mike's, Stan's, Ben's, and Bev's. We then all joined hands, blood dripping down our finger tips. Us making a promise. Not just to come back. Not just to beat Pennywise. But to each other.
June, 2016
That was also the day Richie Tozier asked me to be his girlfriend. 27 years ago. Wow does time fly. "How soon can you get here?" Mike asked.
"Tomorrow I guess." I told him.
"Perfect." He said.
"Hey Mike, who's all coming?" I asked him.
"Everyone. Stanley seemed a little unsure, but I think he'll come." Mike told me.
"Okay, see you tomorrow Mike." I told him.
"Yup, see you tomorrow." He then hung up the phone. I started to feel sick, I ran to the upstairs bathroom and threw up. After sitting in there for a good ten minutes puking my guts out, (EWWWW) I stood up and made my way the couch. As I was walking to get there, I started to feel dizzy. The stairs were approaching and I felt dizzier and dizzier, then, black. When I woke up, I was at the bottom of the steps. I started to sit up and heard the door open.
"Bree? Bree!" I heard Bill, he then rushed over and started to help me up. "Bree, are you okay? What happened?" He asked.
"I was throwing up in the bathroom and then I got dizzy. I think I fell down the steps." I told him.
"How did you fall down the steps?" He asked.
"I fainted." I told him.
"Are you drunk?" He asked.
"What? No!" I said.
"Pregnant?"
"BILL! No!" I said when I stood up. "I'm not pregnant!"
"Sorry." He said.
"It was probably because of Mike calling." I said.
"So he called you too?" He asked.
"Yeah. I'm going tomorrow." I told him.
"Me too." He said.
"I can't wait to see everyone." I told him.
"Everyone?" He asked.
"Yeah, everyone." I said. He gave me a confused look. "Stanley, Eddie, Ben, Mike, Beverly, Richie." I said, listing the Loser's off. He still gave me a confused look. "You'll see tomorrow." I told him. I then felt a pain in my forehead. I went to put my hand where it hurt, when I took my hand away and looked at it, there was blood all over it. "How bad is it?" I asked him, gesturing to my forehead.
"Not that bad." He told me. "You have a first aid kit?" He asked.
"Yeah, Bathroom, first floor." I told him. He then ran to get it. "Well isn't this just perfect." I thought to myself. "Tomorrow, I go to Derry, tomorrow I go home."
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IT Chapter Two: Richie x OC (Discontinued for now)
Fanfic(Second Book of the Richie x OC books) It's been 27 years. Bree and the rest of the Loser's have moved away from Derry. Most of them even forgot about it. All except Bree, who's had nightmares every night after she left her home town, and Mike who...
