Richie's pov: I wake up the next day with the worst headache ever so i go to get a glass of water. On my way out of my room i see y/n sitting on my couch watching tv. I ask if she's okay and she turns her head, her eyes where red and her face was wet. She was crying.
'What happened?' i ask her.
'I had a really bad dream last night, i dreamt that we all died, all us losers. The way we died was horrible, i saw the clown Rich...' she replied with tears running down her face. I immediately cuddle her and tell her everything was gonna be okay.
I still haven't told anyone that i saw the clown, i didn't want them to know why that stupid clown was there... they can't ever know. She can't ever know.
Y/N POV:
I can't tell him that i saw the clown, i don't want him to know why... he'll think i'm a freak, he'll think i'm gross. He can't know. Richie can't know what i've done.
*time skip*
Bill called all of the other Losers to come to the creepy ass house on Neibolt street. I get on my bike and race Richie to the house but i see Eddie and my mum fighting. i go up to her and drag Eddie away, he gets in his bike and we leave. Our mum was screaming at us and telling us to come back but we ignore her.
When we get to the hobo house, the rest of the losers are waiting for us. Bill asks wants to stay outside and everyone puts their hand up apart from Beverly. 'oh for fucks sake' i whisper knowing that i'll have to go in.
Bill, Eddie, Richie and I all go into the house. It was so dusty you could literally takes the dust in your mouth.
As we look around i see Richie go up to a bunch of branches and pulling out a missing poster. It said:
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Richie starts screaming and crying as i run over to hug the shit out of him
"Rich, Rich look at me!" i say as i slap him round the face to snap him out of it. "Rich, it's fake, non of this is real okay" i say and i bring him into my chest and hug him as tight as i can.
Richie finally calms down and we move on.
"Y/n!" i heard the voice of beverly scream, but it couldn't be her because she's outside with the rest of the losers. I follow the voice, which is continuously calling my name, to a door. As i open it i see my old room back at my dads house. I felt tears forming in my eyes but i knew it wasn't real so i turn back and head for the door... it's gone, the fucking door is gone, it's just a wall. I start panicking knows that Eddie is out there without me. I scream as loud as i can but no one can hear me. Suddenly the floor drops and i'm in a pool full of blood, and no matter how hard i try to keep my head above it, the blood keeps rising!
I'm stuck in this pool of blood for around 20 minutes, trying to keep my head up and trying not to swallow any blood.
All of a sudden the floor drops again and all i see is Eddie screaming and crying with a broken arm and all the other losers crowding around him.
There i was covered in blood in front of my hypochondriac brother ,which makes him scream even more.
We get out of the house as soon as possible and don't look back.
