Y/n's P.O.V

It was just me and Richie. Richie and I. No one else. I was kind of glad I didn't have to go clean up the blood. I probably would've thrown up again.

"Y/n. You do know there's a massive blood stain on your shirt, right?"

I looked down, and realised that I never changed my clothes after Bev woke me up.

I quickly ran inside, and Bev turned around the minute the door shut.

"Is my dad back?"

"Uh... no. I forgot to change into some clothes with a little less... blood on them."

Bev nodded as I ran to my bag of clothes. I pulled out a grey top and a black skirt.

"This'll do."

I changed, and ran back out to Richie. He opened his mouth to say something, but stopped.

"Cat got your tongue, trashmouth?"

"No, not a cat. Your mom."

Richie winked, and I started laughing, a lot. The laughing became cackling, and I sounded like Teddy from Stand By Me. (hmmm i totally don't have an obsession with stand by me)

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Hours passed, and soon everyone else came out from Beverly's house. We were all on our bikes, riding to who knows where.

"No, I love being your personal doorman."

Richie rode in front of everyone, complaining about having to stand outside for hours.

"Really, could you idiots have taken any longer?"

I felt a bit sad. Did Richie not like being around me?

"Shut up, Richie."

I said, looking down. I could see everyone glance at me.

"Oh okay, trash the trashmouth, I get it. Hey, I wasn't the one scrubbing the bathroom floor, imagining that her sink went all Eddie's mom's vagina on Halloween."

I tried to hold my laughter in. But with Richie's jokes, it was impossible.

I chuckled, and everyone looked at me again.

"She didn't imagine. I also saw something too."

Everyone stopped, looking at Bill, who had been quiet ever since he came out of Bev's house.

"You saw blood, too?"

"Not blood. I saw G-G-Georgie."

My breath hitched at the mention of Georgie's name.

"It seemed so real, I mean it seemed like him but there was this..."

"A clown. Yeah, I saw him too."

My breathing became heavy, and only Ben heard. I was shaking.

"Are you okay?"

I nodded, and Ben smiled.

Everyone was completely serious. Until...

"Can only virgins see this stuff? Is that why I'm not seeing this shit?"

Usually, I'd laugh at Richie's jokes, but I was not having it now. I walked over, flicking his forehead.

"What the fuck, dude?"

I walked back to Bev and Ben, crossing my arms and glaring at Richie.

We kept moving forward, but I stopped when I saw a horribly familiar car ahead of us.

"Oh shit. That's Belch Huggins' car."

Everyone looked where I was pointing. Laying beside the car was a bike.

"Wait isn't that the home schooled kids bike?"

Before anyone had even had a chance to say something, I had dashed off down through the trees.

Henry and his goons had put me through some shit. I couldn't begin to imagine what they were doing to Mike.