Cut Me Open //Pennywise X Reader (HIATUS)

"Poor girl, crying on her own. You don't have any friends, do you?" You hiccuped, mascara running down your face. "N-no..." "N-no..." the clown mocked, pulling a very exaggerated sad face. "But don't worry lovely, I can offer something. I can be your friend." "Y-you what?" "Friendship doesn't come cheap, girlie. It's...