Lover: Bill Denbrough x Reader (Sequel to Losers: Bill Denbrough x Reader)

Revelations

My sneakers kissed the asphalt as the chilling Maine wind caressed my bare arms. My struggling breaths exploded in misty clouds in front of me as I tried desperately to ignore the thickening blood that covered me head to toe. The sun had finally set as I made it to Neibolt Street, darkness falling out before me, as if rolling out the red carpet for a movie premiere. Now Showing: Our Death!

My heart pounded in my chest and I wasn't sure if it had ever slowed down since I got off the plane. Every corner I turned, there seemed to be a new fear to face.

The blood in the shower.

Being along in the creepy as hotel room.

Allowing myself to be intimate with Bill.

Finding out Bill was married.

The dinner at the restaurant.

Realizing what Mike called us here to do.

Hearing about Stan.

Being alone as I wandered the streets of Derry.

Seeing my childhood home again and realizing my dad had lost himself after the three of us left him here.

The baby in the crib at the thrift store.

Being alone with Henry.

Watching yet another child be killed because we weren't working fast enough. Because I wasn't fast enough.

Now... facing It once again.

I'd only been back in this town for a matter of about two days, but if felt like months. It was like we were all just drawing out this chapter in our stories, to scared to write a proper ending. But there was no time for messing around now. This was our time. This ends now, and we sure as hell weren't going down without a fight.

I felt my newfound determination flood my body, any feeling of fear or anxiety dissipating like how our memory of this place once did.

Up ahead I could hear the clang of something metal against the street. Bill.

I picked up speed, running blindly through the dark. A bone-chilling gust of wind blew through my hair, running its tendrils across my entire body as though trying to push me away. This time, it wouldn't be enough to keep me from what needed to be done.

"Bill!" I screamed, praying that he could hear me.

My legs ached as I pushed they to carry me faster. I need to be there or he was going to make a huge mistake by going in there alone, and I he knew that. He knew going in there was a suicide mission, so why insist on doing everything alone?

I almost tripped over his bike that he had just tossed in the middle of the abandoned street, and my eyes found him easily against the backdrop of the condemned house. "Bill, what the hell are you doing?"

Then, Beverly and the others rushed up beside me. Had they really just walked the entire way from the library and made it here at the same time as Bill and I?

(Y/n) pay attention to what matters, not the specifics of how your friends got here.

"No, no, you guys, no!" Bill shook his head.

"Bill, you can't do this on your own." I sighed, "We did it together when we were kids, and we have to do this together now!"

"I st-started all this. It's my fault that you're all here. This curse, this fucking thing that's ins-side you all! It started growing that day I made you go down to the barrens, because all I care about was finding G-Ge-Georgie." He looked out at us with tear filled eyes, "Now I'm gonna go in there. I don't know what's gonna happen, but I c-can't ask you to do this."