"whats your fear richie?"
"clowns"
richie said with a mind full of scary clowns, clowns that ever since he was little, he would have nightmares about.
richie had always stayed tough for y/n, he wouldn't show his fear, since they are fighting a demonic clown.
y/n was the newest, even though she joined the group a few years ago. y/n was calm, kind, but she never let anything get in her way.
richie had grown a liking for this girl, and she did also. they did everything together.
y/n had a weird quirk (iM qUirKY),
she always, always, wore the color pink. some people would question it and she would just say
"i find it a beautiful color,"
but she knew the real reason why.
the losers never got to meet her family,
she was raised by her dad, his name?
Pennywise The Dancing Clown.
oh, but they didn't know that.
y/n was a spy. she didn't want to be, she really liked the group of outcasts. especially richie.
and if he ever found out she was a clown or even the daughter the clown they were trying to kill, it would be a terrible thing to face for all of them.
"This place is gross," Eddie says with a slight hiss in his voice from all the dirt that lays on his body.
"Then don't touch it." richie says, not in the mood for complaining, which is surprising because he's always in the mood to tease Eddie for being a germophobe. but at the moment, all we wanted to do us keep y/n safe. he knew that he couldn't live without her, so even if they were fighting a clown, he promised to keep her safe.
they finally found the place, with all the kids toys and floating children, everyone gasped, y/n was shaking with fear, not from the clown, but if she was exposed, she knew she would lose richie and the others.
richie hand was tangled with y/ns, his other hand on her back.
"well, hello there~" they heard the voice, the voice they hear in their nightmares.
they all jumped, all except y/n. she was used to his voice.
"oh! my beautiful daughter, come along now, show them who you really are" he slurred out gesturing towards y/n. she felt the sting in her eyes and the burning in her throat. she felt the loosening grip from richies hands. as she let the tears slip out.
"oh my god" bill said
richie stood there in shock. he looked at his loved one. seeing her walk towards the white-headed beast.
as she steps closer her clothes start to change, into a pink dress that stopped at mid-thigh, her hair started to go into two ponytails on the side of her head, pink ribbon made loops on each of them. she wore light pink tights that matched her shoes that had lace socks all the way up to her knee. her face started to form hearts on her eyes, lips, and one on her nose. tears were now staining her cheeks, but not only hers, richies too.
"i dont understand-" richie says still staring at y/n.
"i sent my daughter out to spy on you guys! show me everything you guys talked about. and she did. i waited for this day, i wish it was sooner before she fell in love with the trash mouth. but i guess its more heartbreaking for you" he laughs his evil laugh.
y/n walks over to richie,
"richie, im so sor-"
"y/n, how could you do this! i trusted you! we all did! we thought you cared for us!"
he yelled making her flinch,
"i do! i love you all so much! i am IN love with you richie! i cant live without you!" i yelled trying to help my case but there was no use
i try to go closer but he backs up with a scared expression
"whats your fear richie?
"clowns"
hes afraid of me, of my face.
i look down at my hands knowing that he has officially lost everything he thought of me.
im a monster to him.
"so the little boy finally realized he HATES you! y/n its no use, we are just,
monsters~-"
"shut up!" i yell towards him. and hold my hand up, he starts to lose all oxygen.
"im not a monster! you are the monster! im not a monster! im not a monster!" tears start falling down my cheeks, as my fathers eyes were becoming more red and tired.
"shut up!" i yell and finally take him out.
he falls to the floor as i look at him then look at myself.
i look over at richie and see his face. expressionless.
"i am so sorry." i say.
i drop to the floor and pass out.
to be continued...
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