Monsters (Pennywise X Reader)

Chapter 2

I just wanna say tha the story is before the losers club come back to Derry, so it's 26 years later. So I might put the movie into this

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The girl wakes up in a frightened way, noticing where she was laid down. She looked around and saw that she was in the living room, on the sofa. She sat up and placed a hand on her forehead. Had it all been a nightmare? She looked over the sofa, but there was no one else, nothing but herself. She thought of the fear she felt, at all times an immense terror was taking her, even when she took care of the clown, where she knew he was asleep. She came to the conclusion that it was all a nightmare. So she went upstairs to her bedroom, changed her clothes, and fell back on the bed, completely exhausted. She continued with the feeling that she was being watched, but since it was normal in her daily life, she decided to ignore and go back to sleep. She woke up the next day with pain coursing through her whole body, she didn't know where these pains came from, but she thought it was because of the nightmare, maybe she became tense at night.

She got ready for work, her face shouldn't have been any good, as her co-workers noticed the tiredness on the face of the (h/c). She tried to stay awake, but her brain wouldn't let her focus on what she was doing. Her boss noticed and decided to give the rest of the day off. She thanks him and promises to pay the hours later, but the man refuses, saying that he only wanted the welfare of his employees. The girl uses the rest of her strength to go home.

Arriving there, she lies down on the couch without changing clothes. When she awoke again it was night, she got up and walked tiredly to the switch. She stopped in shock, looked at the background of the kitchen, and two eyes stared back at her. Two yellow orbs standing in the darkness. She turned the light on quickly, afraid of what would be there in the dark, now shown by the light. But there was nothing. She went to the kitchen and looked from side to side, still nothing. She let out a breath she didn't know she had held and put her hand on her chest. She was still stunned by the nightmare from the day before, it might be driving her crazy somehow.

She ignored the feeling of fear again and turned to go into the bedroom, to have a full night of sleep this time. When she turned, she faced a white cloth. Her eyes widened and she felt something like icy water coming down from her back. The man grabbed her neck and lifted her, closing her respiratory canal. A few tears streamed from her eyes, the pressure on her head increasing every second. She felt the clown let go of her slowly, putting her on the ground again, but his hand didn't let go of her neck.

It lowered his face to the (h/c)'s neck, breathing deeply, before opening his mouth more than usual and supporting his open mouth over her shoulder. The girl shakes, she manages to be brave enough to try to break free, she slaps her arms on the man's chest. However, nothing works, it's as if the clown is a statue, completely still, with It's mouth on the girl's collarbone and saliva dripping on her clothes, leaving her wetter with every drop.

For a few more seconds, (Y/n) could only feel the clown's heavy breathing and the sounds of the night. But It finally moves away, shakes It's head and lets her go completely. With her wobbly legs she falls to the floor, when she looks up, the clown is not there anymore.

The girl clasped her legs to her chest, thick tears falling from her eyes, some jumping directly to the ground. She wondered if it was a dream, but she could clearly feel the wet part of her shirt. Was she going crazy? She would find a psychiatrist urgently.

She sat for a few minutes on the floor, trying to stop the tears and trying to calm her heart, which seemed to want to come out of her chest. Then she got up and went upstairs to the bedroom. She realized that she hadn't eaten anything for two days, but she didn't miss the food and didn't feel fatigue, just a great desire to sleep. And that was what she would do that night, sleep the whole night if possible.

When she awoke the next day, she thanked God that nothing interrupted her during the night. Rays of sun beating on her face, and lightly burned her skin. She sighed, the weekend would be long. The whole day inside that house, with that... Thing.

As her Saturday was passing she decided to go out to get distracted and stay away from the house for the rest of the day. She dressed up and left the house, passed by a bar and walked in, not even worrying if something bad could happen to her.

She drank a few beers, to the point of confusing a few things in her head, but still managed to follow her way home. But it was interrupted by a man, not much older than herself, he came toward her and grabbed her arm, saying things like: "I'm gonna take you home." or "You're so fucking beautiful." The girl just nodded in every sentence, her mind wasn't in it's usual place.

The man continued to drag her through the streets, trying to soften in some way what he was going to do with her. But a laugh attracts the attention of the man. He turns quickly back, dropping the (h/c) without caring about her, leaving her walking wobbly on the street on the way home, completely ignorant of the noise behind her. Her eyes search for the return of the gentleman who offered to accompany her to the house, but the only thing she sees is the damn clown. She sighs for a long time and turns, facing what's in front of her.

"What do you want?!" She screams, her sentence echoing in the street and in It's head, her voice trembling with alcohol and the subtle fear she began to feel, but she was still masked by the courage the drink had given her.

"Your fear..." the thing says low, without the girl hearing.

The clown comes up to her, fast as a cheetah. She is frightened by it's quick movements and jumps back, almost losing her balance. It's eyes change when it comes near, they were blue, now they turned yellow, they shone in the dark like an animal's. The man sniffs the air like a dog and grabs the girl by the arms, pulling her in an uncomfortable way against his body. It puts it's head on (Y/n)'s neck and sniffs again, leaving the girl shivering.

"Why does it tastes so good." It says, it's saliva slipping from it's mouth and dripping down his neck.

The girl struggles trying to get out of the grip, but the alcohol in her system doesn't let her react in the right way. Her arms just swayed from side to side, her arms still being held by the clown. She feels It touch it's lips on her collarbone. She misinterprets and struggles even more, leaving the clown more irritated. The thing moves away again and does the same thing earlier, it shakes it's head, clearly bothered and disappears. In her drunken state, she ignores the fact and continues her way home, still in fear, but ignoring it quickly before arriving at the house and sleeping in her bed, being watched by an unknown force.