(Y/n pov.)

As your skating back towards your house you see a piece of paper flying and falling and being blown about by the wind. You pick it up and feel your stomach drop "Georgie...." you whisper as you fold up the poster and put it in your pocket. You see another and another and as you draw near to your house the rustling noise of all the papers as you skate through them is loud in your ears. You stop as you come to your house and stare as there is no an inch of it that is not covered in missing posters. "Oh wow" you say sarcastically "I hope you actually had to put all these up and you didn't just snap your fingers and poof them there". "You deserve to do some back breaking labor seeing as you are gonna get to hibernate here pretty soon..". You peel some of the posters away so you can open the door and throw it open and run upstairs slamming the door and lugging a trunk you got from a garage sale out from under your bed. You throw all your past school books notebooks and papers in, and all your clothes the one dress you own and all your pencils, pens and paints, brushes and your box of razor blades, your empty medication bottles, your two other pairs of shoes and a couple blankets close it strap it shut and throw it out your window. There is a crash as your window shatters and the grate your parents bolted over the window comes off. Your trunk falls with a whirlwind of flying posters in its wake and lands with a thud on the ground one story below you. You tie your sheet to your bed grab hold of it and run at your window jumping out of it. A piece if jagged glass scratches down your leg as you jump out and your sheet reaches its limit it stoops abruptly and you are slammed against the side of the house. You hear a scream from inside. "Shoot..." you drop to the ground and wince slightly before gritting your teeth and grabbing your trunk you drag it with you going as fast as you can. As you pass Bills house you get an idea and throw open your trunk get out a sheet of paper and quickly scrawl on it I'm going to find Georgie. That should do... you think as you fasten it to his window with tape. You slam your trunk closed and continue moving towards the woods. Once you reach the edge of the woods you stop contemplating weather you should leave your trunk or not. Nope...I don't want all my worldly possessions being stolen... So you shrug and continue on into the woods (wink wink) until you reach the sewers. You grab your flashlight from your trunk and a first aid kit and then you enter the pipe.

(Time skip!)

(Eddie's pov.)

I sit at the kitchen table thinking while putting a V in red marker over the S that Gretta scrawled on my arm. I wonder when I'm gonna get to see (y/n) again... The phone rings loudly and I get up to answer it. "Hello?" I hear Bill's voice on the other end of the line. "It got B-b-beverly Eddie... and (y/n-n-n-n) went after It a-alone... T-t-the well house" shoot frick gosh dangit (y/n)! Why do you have to be so selfless! "Ok..." is all I can squeeze out before taking a panicked breath "I'll meet you there..." I walk towards the door when my mother steps in front of me. "Now just where do you think your off to?" She says ovoiusly having no intention of letting me leave. "Out with my friends", I reply like she hadn't forbidden me to ever see them again. "Sweetie, you can't go, your getting over your sickness remember?" The nerve of this woman... "My sickness? Ok... what, what sickness ma?" I unzip my fanny pack and hold up my pills "you know what these are? There gazebos!" I yell at her towing them to the floor "there bullshoot!" There's silence while she looks at the pills on the floor. "They help ya Eddie..." she says quietly looking at me a way she never has before "I had to protect you..." "protect me?" "By lying to me by keeping me locked up in this heck hole? I'm sorry but the only people trying to protect me were my friends... and you made me turn my back on them even when I really needed them..." I shake my head, "you kept me from the girl I love... so I'm going. "Eddie, Eddie you get back here!" Sh calls after me "sorry Mummy but I have to go save my friends!" "Don't do this to me Eddie!" I grab my bike hop on and ride nearly running into the losers club minus the girls. Gosh where is (Y/n) "Did she go after Beverly?" I ask scared. "N-n-no..." stutters Bill she went after G-g-g-g-gerogie this m-morning..." "Morning!" I practically scream realizing we aren't going towards Neibolt street. "Where are we going?!" "(Y/n)'s house idiot!" Richie says "incase she made it back!" Then everyone stops open mouthed and Stan whimpers. I stop my bike get off and gape at what used to be (Y/n)'s house now covered in missing posters all with her face on them and giant letters written in blood scrawled across the majority of the house spelling out. ALONE I gag and grab my bike with slippery hands and ride wildly towards the well house. We arive and run towards the house.

(Y/n's pov.)

You've been walking for what feels like hours but your determined to find Georgie. I will find him...and then return him to Bill and if I don't kill It on the process I'll be back with a gun and a fricking chainsaw! You stop hearing a noise. "Georgie?" You call out for about the hundredth time you hear more noises and then you see It. Or what you asume to be It disguised as the kids worst fear then you know who the kid is. "STAN!" you scream and run over snaking the deformed lady over the head with your flashlight as hard as you can. You hear a cracked and your light shines red as the losers burst into the room screaming for Stan and. It retracts It's self from Stan's face and he gasps for air and as you bend down beside him the others back away in terror as the lady looks back around the corner again but this time it is in its clown form. "Stan?" You say, but he doesn't look at you he looks at the losers. And sits up and presses back away from the losers as they come running screaming "No! No! You left me! You let it get me! Your not my friends! You made me go into Neibolt! You made me go into Neibolt...". He cries as Eddie rambles trying to calm him down but you turn Stan around and hug him tightly leaning down to whisper in his ear. "You were my first friend Stan! My first friend ever I love you and I'd have come to your house every day if yo ye father hadn't wanted to shoot me...you looked at me and you didn't care that I was ugly and broken you only wanted the best for me...please...I need you Stan...I've already lost myself don't let me loose you to!" Everyone else starts mumbling comforting things as well and Eddie hugs him from behind. Suddenly you hear Richie yell "Bill!" And see Bill is indeed gone. "Bill!" He yells louder and gets up to go after him. Well shoot... as soon as Stan hears Bill's name being called by the others it seems to have a positive effect because you all get up and go splashing through the tunnels looking for Bill. "Bill!" Eddie says and then slips and falls into the water with a splas dropping his flashlight. "Come on get outta there dude" Richie says "its gray water". "Wait I dropped my fricking flashlight!" And then a head floats up to the top of the water and the boys start screaming hysterically.
"Come on! Come on! let's get the frick outta here!" Richie screams you all backtracking into the pipe you were in before. Then Mike sees something and takes off you all following "Bev!" He says "Beverly!" Ben says as well Beverly? Why isn't she with them didn't?...oh... You all come out into a cavern and you see a giant pile of trash with children and body parts floating around the very top of it high above you and Beverly. Floating much closer to the ground just out of reach her face upturned her expression blank. They came looking for her...that's why there was no (y/n)! When I was with Stan the probably didn't notice I was gone.... You walk away from the group and around the pile of trash quietly. Your an idiot (y/n)... to think your could fall in love...to Think that they care about you... you laugh at yourself and look down into a puddle of water, a glint of silver catches your eye laying there in pristine condition, a knife as if it was there for you. No...I told them I wouldn't... but they don't care said the little voice in the back of your head. No! I promised that I wouldn't! But they won't know....and you remember how good it feels....how it makes you feel....Alive...

(A/n) Well well well what will you choose?!! *cackles* I get to decide that! Also cause this book says it has like one read I would like to know if that's true....please comment! Thanks!
(Edit) I actually have reads now!! Yay!!