Taken/Neibolt House of Nightmares

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Bev's P.O.V.

     I hated myself for what I did. I had gone with Ben and Eddie to find Mike at the library, and found Richie there, Bowers dead, a tomahawk buried in his back, and I hadn't been able to wake Liv, her body completely exhausted, so I had left her there, but I had thought Pennywise wouldn't do anything, because he was waiting for us to make the first move.. I had no idea how wrong I was. My phone rang in my pocket, as the others talked amongst themselves, and I saw it was Liv's number. I answered it, and felt chills run up and down my spine, as a familiar voice whispered,"You want Olivia, don't you, Bev? I've taken her, just as I'll take all of you.. No one wants to play, but Livvy will, won't you?" I heard muffled screams in the background, and felt my heart drop into my stomach. I would know that sound anywhere, even in a crowd full of people. The fucking clown had my Liv..

    I felt numbness spread through my body, mixed with shock, as IT hung up on me, and my knees buckled, hitting the floor with a loud thud. Immediately, the boys surrounded me, confusion and worry on their faces, and Mike asked,"What is it? Beverly, what happened??" I slowly looked up at him, tears in my eyes, and took a shaky breath, before whispering,"IT has Liv.. He took her. It's my fault.. All of it. I should never have left her alone.. I promised her I would stay with her, but I thought-" Choked sobs wrenched from my chest, and strong arms held me, the scent of the cologne telling me it was Ben, and he whispered,"It's okay.. We'll get her back. I promise."  I shook my head, and slowly stood up. "What if she's- Ben, what if he killed her?" Agony flooded through me at those words, but it was all I could think about. What if Liv was gone? I couldn't deal with that thought, the pain too much. I loved her too much to lose her, especially to some asshole clown who plagued my nightmares every night since I was a little girl, and who had slaughtered Liv's son.

   Mike suddenly asked,"Where's Bill?" I'd nearly forgotten about the skateboard with the cryptic message on it, and how Bill had raced off to save some kid who lived in his old house from Pennywise, and I whispered,"The fair." Mike instantly called Bill, and talked to him, and then, when he hung up, he looked at all of us. "He's going to fight IT alone.. Alone." Richie muttered,"What?" My heart sank even further than it already had at that. Bill was going on a suicide mission, and if we didn't help him, he'd die, and so would Liv, if she wasn't already dead. Mike grabbed his ancient jar thing, and said,"It's about the group! The ritual won't work without the group! They were together, and that's why it worked!" Ben calmly asked,"Mike, did he tell you where he was going?"

    A thought dawned on me, a terrifying, unwanted thought, and I whispered,"If he really wanted to kill Pennywise, there's only one place he would go." Mike nodded, and replied,"The same place the ritual needs to be performed." Eddie sighed, and asked,"Oh, we aren't going to like this, are we?" Ben sighed, and whispered,"Fuck." We all raced outside, and started running towards the Neibolt house, the house that plagued all of us with fear; The house in which IT lived, and was likely waiting for us inside.. It was also likely where Liv was, so running towards it, despite how terrified I was, meant I was running towards her. I whispered under my breath,"Hold on, Liv.. I'm coming."

       Liv's P.O.V.

  I curled up in the slimy, dark corner of wherever I was, shivering from the cold, and could hear water dripping in the distance. It was almost completely dark, but I could make out my hands, which meant there was dim light in the room. If only I could find a fucking light, it wouldn't be so bad, and maybe I could figure out where I was and how to get out, given that I was soaking wet and freezing. I took deep breaths, terrified, not knowing what was on the floor, but got down on my hands and knees, and slowly started feeling around to see what I could find. My fingers stung as they were sliced by what felt like sharp rocks, and then, they closed around something round, smooth, and familiar. I clicked on the flashlight, surprised to find it still working, and shone it around me, revealing that I was in some sort of large ass cave, with water dripping almost everywhere, and mold and decay rotting the stone walls.

    It took me a solid minute to realise why the cave looked so familiar, and then, as I figured it out, my heart raced against my chest. IT had brought me to its lair, underneath the well inside the Neibolt house, and I was all alone down there with the clown. Bev had to have had a good reason for leaving me alone in the motel, but it still stung that I had been stolen away because she'd gone off somewhere without me. Now I had to figure out how to get the hell out of there, given the clown was nowhere to be seen, before he came back and ate the fuck out of me. I shuddered at the thought of those razor sharp teeth, my old scars from them aching with memories, and I hesitated, looking at the tunnels around me. Any one of them could be my way out, or at least up to the actual house, so I picked one, and splashed through the puddles of water on the floor, as I walked into the tunnel, following it.

      I stopped about ten minutes later, as my flashlight started flickering, then hit it against my hand, shaking. "Come on, come on, motherfucker!" The light steadied, just as I heard a cracking and crunching noise behind me. I slowly turned around, and dropped the flashlight, stepping backwards, as the body of Jacob, all bent and broken, made its way towards me slowly, a knife in its hand. I tripped over a rock, and scooted back against the tunnel wall, cowering in fear, and looked away, but nothing happened. I slowly looked up, to see the body kneeling in front of me, holding the knife out to me, and Jacob's voice whispered,"They left you alone down here, Mommy. They always left you..Look." A rotting finger pointed into the darkness, and my flashlight turned itself in that direction, showing the image of Bev kissing Bill downstairs in the motel, and hurt instantly flooded my body.

    I shook my head, and whispered,"No.. It's a lie. The clown is making it up to hurt me." Pennywise suddenly came from the darkness, and frowned. "Poor little Livvy.. No one wants to play with you, either. You said it yourself.. You'll never be good enough. Alllll alone down here with us.. We all float down here." I sniffled, and looked away, too tired and broken to get up. "Just eat me then, asshole. Just eat me and get it over with.." He laughed that evil laugh of his, and shook his head, putting his face close to mine, the stench of rotting meat and blood on his breath, before his white gloved hands clamped down on my mouth, and pried it open, and then, to my horror, I was paralyzed, as he shrunk in size, and his body slowly shoved its way down my throat.

    I choked and gagged, as I felt him sliding down my throat, tear of pain in my eyes, and then, it all faded, and I wasn't in control of myself anymore. The clown whispered inside my head,"Let's make them float together, Livvy.. They don't deserve your help. They all think you're a burden and weak, and even Jacob thought his father was better than you.." That last part finally broke me, and everything went dark, the last thing I felt before I lost all control was my hand moving on its own, gripping the cool steel of the knife in my son's rotting fingers, and holding it, the clown's evil laughter echoing in my head...

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