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It was hard to leave your friends behind when you knew that they needed you but I had more to worry about than when we were kids

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It was hard to leave your friends behind when you knew that they needed you but I had more to worry about than when we were kids. When we fought Pennywise the first time, I had nothing to lose because my parents were never around and I had only made friends that summer. Running towards a murdering clown felt easy because we were teenagers and we hadn't experienced half of our lives yet, but now I knew all about consequences and I didn't want to lessen my survival chances because now I had something to live for. I had my family, and even though my friends were like my second family, I couldn't put myself in danger and not think about my kids. If I died then what would happen to them? Mia is four so she would have some memory of me but Leo wouldn't remember me and they're both too young to understand any of this; they would hate me, for the rest of their lives because they wouldn't understand why I died. I couldn't do that to them.

What was even worse was that this concerned me and Eddie, yes, we weren't in the happiest of marriages right now but he was still the Father of my children and I couldn't let him put himself in danger when he hadn't even made it up to them yet. The plan was to come back for the reunion and when we went home, things would change but we wouldn't even get that chance if Pennywise got his hands on us. Something that's worse than me dying, is both me and my husband dying because then I wouldn't know what was happening with my kids. I wouldn't want my parents to raise them, but who else could I trust? Fighting this clown and possibly leaving my children as orphans was the worst thing in the world so I made the decision that we were going straight home.

We had only brought small suitcases as we didn't plan on staying long and therefore it wouldn't take me long to grab all of our things and leave. A part of me felt bad because I didn't want to leave my friends to fight this thing on their own, but the other part of me remembered that they had nothing to lose. If they died then that was it, only we would understand why they died and they wouldn't leave anything behind. Eddie and I couldn't do this, we had two young children to protect and we needed to be with them right now, not chasing Pennywise around our childhood homes. We shouldn't have come back for the reunion, we should have known that something was wrong, right from the start when Eddie crashed his car, it was an omen, and we ignored it.

I took the room key and ran up the stairs, Eddie was right behind me and Richie was already here because we had seen his car parked in the parking lot. I knew that our friends were going to try and convince us to stay but there was no use, we needed to go and we needed to get as far away from Derry as possible because I never wanted to come back here again. I unzipped my suitcase and began throwing whatever belongings I recognised as my own into it, but I didn't make it very far because Eddie called me downstairs where everyone was crowded around the empty bar. It was silent which scared me, no one was talking, no one was even looking at each other but Beverly seemed scared, signalling that this was something to do with her. As I stepped into the room, Mike and Bill appeared from the front door and joined the rest of the group in the bar; Beverly refused to look up as we all stared at her, waiting for answers.

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