Summary: Emily Tozier is spending the summer hanging out with her little brother and his friends. They are going to have the summer of a lifetime when they decide to help Bill Denbrough find out why his brother went missing. Will she find love along...
I walk to the kitchen to grab a drink. I look around, confused, when I noticed my mom didn't start dinner. She's usually home by now. I walk back into the hallway.
"Mom?" I call out. "Dad?"
There is no answer in the house. I walk down the hallway. The lights are on, but...they're not home. I shrug to myself before turning around. I see something out of my eye. Our family photo is crooked. I reach over to straighten it, but there's something missing. I stare at it for a second before my eyes widen. Me...I'm missing. I gulp slightly.
"We never wanted you." I hear from behind me.
I jump and turn around. There's my mother. She's standing at the front door, with Richie limp in her arms.
"We only ever wanted Richie." She says.
"No mom. That's a lie. You even told me I was planned." I state, confused."Wait, what happened to Richie?"
"No. I lied to you. We never wanted you. Who would want someone like you? Ugly...braty...Can't even keep her brother safe from harm." She takes a step toward me.
"What-"
I'm cut off by the body of Richie being dropped onto the floor.
"What happened to Richie?" I mumble, staring at her.
"He came home earlier than you did. He kept smarting off. I decided to take care of him." Mom's head twitches slightly.
"You...You killed Richie?" I tear slightly. "Why?"
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"All I want...is for you both to float." Her voice changes.
My eyes widen and in a blink of an eye, my mom changes...into a clown. I scream and back up. Richie's body sits up, slowly and turns toward me. His eyes are completely white.
"Float with me, Emily. Float with us." Richie says.
I step back again as the clown smiles widely at me. He takes a step toward me and I turn around and run. I run straight to my room and lock the door. The clown starts banging on my door, laughing. I start screaming as hands start trying to crawl under the door.
"Float with us, Emily!" Voices start shouting.
I back into a corner and start crying. I slide down to my ass and hug my legs. Richie and my mother climb under the door. I cover my eyes and cries even harder. A second later, the banging noises stop. I open my eyes and sniff. Richie and my mom are gone. I hear the front door open and keys jingling.
"Emily? Richie? Are you guys home?" My mom calls out.
I hesitantly stood up. I slowly walk to my door and unlock it. I open it just slightly before calling out.
"Mom?"
"Em? Is Richie home?" She walks to the hallway entrance.
I swing open my door and run down the hall to her. I quickly pull her in for a hug. She jumps slightly before wrapping her arms around me.
