Back In Black (Richie Tozier X Fem!Reader) 3

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Y/N doesn't participate much in this chapter, but I added elements from the book and added some things of my own to make it a new experience.

Word Count: 1203

Warnings: uh..pennywise...gory stuff and yeah big spoilers for IT 2, cussing, inappropriate comments (that hasn't been in the warnings for a while), awkward social situation.

Song for chapter 3 - "We Didn't Start The Fire." by Billy Joel.

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"HoNeY, i'M hOmE!" I exclaimed and the people at the table stopped their so-seeming heated debate and looked at me. It was dark outside at this point.

"Took you long enough." A guy with dark hair and a small figure said. I assumed it was Eddie.

"Y/N! Hey!" Mike was the first to get up from his seat and run over to greet me. I almost stumbled when the rest of the group came to hug me.

"Goddamn, you look like a supermodel!" I told Beverly as it was her turn to hug me. The last to hug me was Richie.

"As you can see, ladies and gentlemen, Y/N's back. Back in black!" Richie gestured to my all-black clothes and went over to hug me. Everyone's laughter seemed so cheery as if it was their last and they had to savor it.

"I missed you..." Richie muttered in the hug.

"Damn y'all be looking like whole ass snacks." I exclaimed as I pulled away from Richie's hug and looked around at everyone.

"You sound like someone from Alabama, who's getting ready to have sex with their cousin." Richie pointed out. I cackled.

"So now that we're all-"

"Where's Stan?" I interrupted whatever Mike was about to say.

"Stanley Urine...no, no he's a pussy, he's not gonna show." Richie replied. After a moment of awkward silence, we all just sat down to talk about what happened during the 27 years. I still couldn't help but feel uneasy in my gut.

"Wait, let's talk about the elephant NOT in the room - Ben...what the fuck, man?!" Richie exclaimed. I directed my gaze to Ben, not noticing him earlier.

"Ok, ok, obviously I lost a few pounds." Ben tried his hardest to hide his smile.

"You're like uh- you're hot! You're like every Brazilian soccer player wrapped up into one person!" Richie grinned and Eddie agreed. Bill laughed and clapped like a seal. I just observed everyone.

"Leave him alone, you're embarrassing him!" Beverly playfully scolded Richie.

I asked Ben how it happened and he told the story about how moving to his new school his teacher said something about him unable to run a distance and Ben challenged him and actually won, so from then on he made his lifestyle healthier. Richie told us about how he had a girlfriend and they broke up. Richie also said something about a surgery, but I was zoned out at that point. Everyone told what they were up to these past 27 year and I didn't really listen until it was Beverly's turn. Beverly seemed to be hiding something. She was afraid.

"Hey, Eddie, you know the first thing Michael Jackson does in the morning?" Richie gave Eddie a mischievous look.

"I don't know...what does he do?" Eddie sighed, knowing where this was going to go.

"He goes to PHEE-HEE-"

"Michael Jackson is dead, let it go." Eddie exclaimed, clearly annoyed with Richie.

Richie and Eddie kept bickering and everyone giggled. Beverly raised her hand with the glass she was holding.

"I propose a toast...to the losers!" She exclaimed and everyone clinked their glasses together. Everyone continued chatting until Ben spoke, clearly uncomfortable as Bev and Bill looked like they were flirting.

"I mean, it's weird, right? Now that we're all here...everything just comes back faster and faster. All of it."

"Do y- when Mike called me, I threw up. Isn't it weird? I got, like, nervous...like sick...and I threw up. I feel fine now. I feel very relieved to be here with you guys...why are you all looking at me like this?" Richie rambled and then looked to see everyone staring at him, the smiles all long gone.

"When Mike called me, I crashed the car." Eddie said. Mike seemed awfully quiet.

"It was like pure f-f-f-"

"Fear," Mike finished for Bill, "It's fear what you felt."

"Why do we all f-f-feel like that, Mike? You remember something we don't, don't you?" Bill confronted Mike. I remembered clearly, but I was not going to speak up at the moment.

"...Something happens to you when you leave this town. Farther away - the hazier it gets, but me...I never left. So yeah, I remember...I remember all of it." Mike explained.

We all sat in silence for a while.

"Pennywise." Bev shakily said.

"...Oh, the fucking clown- jaajjw" Eddie gasped for breath. Everyone started slowly panicking, coming to the memories and realization.

"Mike, you said you wanted our help with something, what was that?" Bill asked in a fast pace.

"There's an eco here in Derry, it belts back-" Bill and Eddie interrupted him. I couldn't make out what they were saying.

"Listen, listen. We thought we stopped it back then, we thought it was done."

"Mike-"

"A week ago, a man - Adrian Mellon - slaughtered." Everyone chattered in panic, making me mildly annoyed. Couldn't they just listen to what Mike had to say?

"T-there's already been others and there will be more." Ben told Mike to calm down and told everyone else to let him explain.

"We made an oath. That's why I brought you back, that's why you're here. To finish it. For good."

"Well, that shit got dark fast." Richie muttered.

Everyone started opening up the fortune cookies to get their mind off of the subject for at least a while. I chose to not take one. Eddie got the word 'could'. I thought fortune cookies are supposed to tell you your future, not teach you words like some alphabet soup. Everyone ended up having one word per fortune cookie. Mike suspected it was a message. They started arguing over in which order the words go.

I felt a dangerous presence suddenly. It was like the air from my lungs had disappeared. IT was making hateful energy all around us. That's why they were arguing over something so stupid. IT knew we were here. Beverly, however, had not joined the argument. She looked horrified with her fortune cookie note in her hand. Everyone noticed it. She hesitantly put it on the table.

[Guess] [Stanley] [could] [not] [cut] [it] .

The rest of the fortune cookies on the plate started moving. They cracked open to reveal some kind of little creatures. There were only seven.

'You do not belong'

'You dO not belOng'

'Ŷ͜oͣu̺͝ ̨d̙͘o̵͑ ͥn̝̓ot̨͒ ̬͊ḇ̽el̨͒oͨ͏n̉g̝̔͝'

What the fuck was that supposed to mean?

"HEY! HEY! THE FORTUNE COOKIE'S LOOKING AT ME!" Richie exclaimed and that made me snap back to reality. If it wasn't for the circumstances, I'd laugh at his comment.

I went over to smack the eye figure further away from Richie. Mike grabbed a chair and continuously smashed the table until it all disappeared. The waitress came in and seemed inclined to call the police as soon, as she noticed what Mike was doing. From the positions we were in, I would only guess she assumed Mike went mad and we all backed away from the table.

"Is...everything ok here?" The waitress asked, both terrified and confused.

"Yeah, uh...could we get the check?" Richie quickly replied and the waitress awkwardly walked away.

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Sorry, for not uploading for a long time. I recently got back into the Harry Potter fandom so it's gonna be kinda tougher to update this book since my dumbass decided to start another project without finishing the current one. Anyway, what's your favourite song? Are you enjoying the songs I pick so far?