His Infatuation - Slashers x Reader [Book Three]

[Chapter 15: Stupid Squabble]

"Are you okay...?" Billy wondered with worry; reaching you first so he could cradle your cheeks and caress them in concern. "You're not hurt or anything, now are you...?"

"I...I'm fine, don't worry—"
"We would NEVER hurt her, you useless human being." Pennywise darkly snapped; shifting into his darker self as his playfulness crumbled away like a cracked cookie. "How dare you even SUGGEST such a thing."

"Yeah, about that..." Stu interjected smugly, intertwining one of his hands with yours before softly squeezing it. "We know all about what you did to her, IT. About how you abducted her...took her down into the sewers...attempted to kill her like all of the other kids...you almost got away with it too, if you hadn't been stopped."

"What happened in the past was NONE of your business." Penny hissed frustratedly, rage gleaming from his gaze whilst he clenched his fists together. "This has absolutely NOTHING to do with YOU two, you PATHETIC mortals. So HERE'S an idea, WHY don't you both just GO back to STABBING yourselves for NO reason, huh...? HUH!?"

"Pennywise, please don't start anything." You wearily begged, your exhaustion increasing as you held one hand up in distress. "Please. They're chill now. Yes, they were the unwanted admirers, but they don't mean any harm. All they want to do is to hang out with me from time-to-time, just like the others do. And you're fine with that, right...? Right...?"

"ᑎO. I'ᗰ ᑎOT OKᗩY ᗯITᕼ TᕼᗩT. I ᗩGᖇEEᗪ TO ᕼEᒪᑭ YOᑌ ᗯᗩᒪK TᕼEᗰ ᕼOᗰE ᗩᑎᗪ ᔕᑎEᗩK TᕼEᗰ OᑌT Oᖴ TᕼE ᑌᑎIᐯEᖇᔕITY, ᗷᑌT TᕼᗩT ᗯᗩᔕ IT. ᑌᑎᗪEᖇᔕTᗩᑎᗪ? TᕼOᔕE TᗯO ᑕᗩᑎ GO ᔕTᖇᗩIGᕼT TO ᕼEᒪᒪ." [A/N: "NO. I'M NOT OKAY WITH THAT. I AGREED TO HELP YOU WALK THEM HOME AND SNEAK THEM OUT OF THE UNIVERSITY, BUT THAT WAS IT. UNDERSTAND? THOSE TWO CAN GO STRAIGHT TO HELL."] Michael wrote down maliciously, answering your question way before Pennywise had the chance to.

"Michael, c'mon..." You unhappily groaned; staring down at the ground with dejection and disappointment. "All I really want to do right now is head over to Camp Crystal Lake and visit Jason. So are you all coming with me or not...?"

"I'll happily come." Stu agreed right off the bat, throwing you a tremendously sweet smile as he squeezed your hand a second time. "After all, it just means another way of keeping you safe, doesn't it Billy...?"

"Oh, uh...Yeah...It does..." Billy responded in an awkward and unusually uncomfortable voice; pulling you into a very tight hug and resting his head promptly atop of yours. "As long as I get to stay with you, I'll go wherever you want me to go. I-I promise. Indefinitely."

"How sentimental and silly can one being possibly get?" Penny sneered at him spitefully, smacking Billy away from you and therefore breaking the embrace altogether. "This is ridiculous. Why not just let me - and the others - take them out, right here, right now...?"

"Because I made an agreement with them...!" You announced in a high-pitched tone, now sounding immensely stressed-out while you attempted to calm the situation down. "They're not a threat anymore...! Besides, taking them out right here, right now, would be a terrible idea...! You'll cause a scene, and attract attention, and that's what you're all against, isn't it...? Isn't it...!?"

Michael shook his head silently, his hand gripping your wrist like earlier as he yanked you back in their direction and away from Billy and Stu's. Your heart pounding, you fearfully looked towards Pennywise - praying that the killer clown would calm down or at least stop fighting. But your clownish partner was just grinning insanely, an evil glint sparkling across his gaze as he stood protectively in front of you. Panicking, you looked towards Billy and Stu, wondering how on Earth they were going to react to such a high level of violence. To your relief - and slight worry - the two males' expressions merely darkened, both of them taking out dangerous weapons of their own before standing directly opposite you. Oh God. How was this fight going to go down...? How would you pacify and prevent said conflict between them all...? Could you even do so...!? What were you supposed to—!?

"(Y/n)...? Whatever's the matter...? Is something wrong...?" Another concerned voice called out gently, snapping you out of your stressed-out state and calming you down a little bit more. "What are you doing all the way across the street...? Your usual route back home is in the other direction, isn't it...?"