Chapter Fifteen:
Lifeless White Colors
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tw: gore

Jack leaned over, brushing Eddie's shoulders and scanning his face to make sure Eddie was okay. "You good, dude?"

Eddie nodded quickly, "Mhm. I'm good."

Jack gave him a half smile, patting him on the arm as he tore his eyes away from his face. He looked around the sewer, furrowing his eyebrows when he noticed that one familiar face was missing. "Hey.. where the fuck is Stan?"

"Where's your mom?"

"Shut the fuck up, man." Jack scoffed, turning and pushing past Richie as he called out for Stan, followed by Eddie. "Stan!"

"Stan! Stanley? We're coming! Don't worry, Stan." Eddie's voice rang out, bouncing off the brick walls of the sewers.

Jack turned a corner, stumbling back when he saw a bright red door at the end of the tunnel. Eddie, as well the rest of his friend's voices became muffled and distant the closer Jack came to the door.

Something about the door beckoned Jack to come closer, almost like the Sirens he had learned about in history class during the chapter on mythology.

Against what his mind was telling him to do, the blond boy raised his hand, slowly twisting the handle and pushing it open.

"What.. the fuck?" Jack muttered, looking around his bedroom as the door slammed behind him. He jumped, whipping around and knitting his eyebrows together when he saw that the door was no longer red. It was white now, just like his bedroom door at home.

"How does it feel?" A voice rang out in his head. "How does it feel to be completely off the wall?"

Jack paused, eyeing the room around him suspiciously. "It's real."

"But is it?" Jack walked forward, catching a glimpse of himself in the mirror.

He gasped, freezing in his place as he leaned forward to examine his face in the mirror.

He looked dead.

His skin had turned to an eery gray color. Maggots crawled from under his skin and his once shining blue eyes had faded into a lifeless white.

Jack stumbled back, rubbing his eyes and blinking rapidly. When he locked eyes with his reflection once again, he was normal again.

"I-I.." Jack stammered out, his knees feeling weak as he toppled to the ground.

His chest rose and fell rapidly as his eyes focused on the ceiling fan above spun in a loop endlessly.

"Why can't you see me, Jack? Hm? Where am I?" The voice taunted in a sing song tone.

Jack shook his head frantically, covering his ears with his hands. "Leave me alone! You're real! You're real! You're real!"

Jack stood from the ground, slamming his hands down on the dresser and staring at himself in the eyes as he focused on blocking out the taunting voice in his head.

"Am I real, Jack? Is any of this real?" The voice continued to taunt, growing louder the harder he tried to block the voices out. "Are you real?"

"Go away!" Jack's voice came out strained as he leaned closer to the mirror.  "Go away!"

"How can I go away.. if I'm you?"

"Leave me the fuck alone!" Jack screamed, his voice cracked as he reeeled his fist back and connecting it with the mirror.

Shards flew out from the mirror, causing deep cuts to appear on his hand and face. "Go the fuck away!"

Jack let a scream rip from his throat as the laughing grew louder. He fell to his knees gripping his hair as he pressed his forehead against the floorboards of his bedroom.

Tears welled up in his eyes as the taunting continued, the growing harsher and harsher as the minutes passed.

"I'm not crazy. I'm not crazy. I'm not crazy.. I'm not fucking crazy!" Jack shouted, his face becoming a deep shade of red and his breathing becoming heavy and rigid. His tears slipped from his eyes and landed on the floor as the taunting stopped momentarily before starting again moments later, the voices almost deafening at this point.

"Jack!" The barely audible banging on the door caused Jack to tighten the grip he held on his hair as he tried to silence his breathing.

"Go away.." Jack's voice was weak, pitiful compared to the octaves he reaches mere minutes ago.

"Jack! Jack, dude, what the fuck?" Eddie's voice broke him from his trance as he shakily raised his head to look up at him.

"Ed-Edd.. Eddie?" Jack stammered, raising his hands and cupping his cheeks. "Are you real?"

"Real?" Eddie knitted his eyebrows together, raising his hands and holding his wrists. His eyes trailed over Jack's sopping wet clothes, soaked with the sewer water he had previously been emerged in. "What do you mean?"

Jack stood, his knees feeling weak as he looked down at Eddie. "You're actually here? Not-Not.. fake.. A figment of my imagination?"

Eddie quickly shook his head. "No. I'm real."

Jack blinked the tears away as his surroundings slowly melted away from his bedroom into the sewer hallway. "I-I.. What the fuck is going on?"

"Shit's going down. We need to go." Eddie pulled his face from Jack's hands, yanking the boy's arm and pulling him along.

The sewer walls blurred together as Jack stumbled behind Eddie until he came to an abrupt halt.

Jack's mouth fell agape as he saw Pennywise toss Mike to the ground as if he were a rag doll.

"This enough proof that this shit is real?" Eddie asked, his eyes wide as he watched the scene in front of him.

"Fuck!" Jack cursed, pulling his wrist from Eddie's grasp and running forward. "Richie! Get the fuck out of the way, fucking dumbass!"

Richie turned, his eyes wide as he ducked just in time for the clown's claws to miss him.

"Wow, didn't think you had it in you to be nice to me." Richie said breathlessly, watching as Jack searched the pile of old toys for something that could be used as a weapon.

"Shut the fuck up, man." Jack shook his head, pulling a hammer from the pile. "The fuck is this doing here?"

Jack glanced at where Richie had previously been standing, his heart dropping when he saw that the trashmouthed boy no longer stood there and had been replaced by the clown.

Jack gulped, gripping the hammer in his hands as he narrowed his eyes at Pennywise. "Fuck you!"

Jack huffed as he threw the hammer at Pennywise, hitting him in the center of his skull and distracting him long enough for Richie to jump on his back.

"Oh, shit.." Jack's vision blackened from the lack of sleep and he stumbled back, hitting his back against the pile of toys as he shook his head, trying to regain his vision.

"Bill!" Beverly's voice echoed back ti her as Jack peeled his eyes open, focusing on her and silently thanking his lucky stars that he could see again. "Let him go!"

The room fell eerily silent as Jack slowly turned around to see Bill in Pennywise's arms, a sinister smile on the clown's face. "Bill!"

"No! I'll take him. I'll take all of you and I'll feast on your flesh as I feed on your fear... or.. you'll leave us be. I'll take him, only him, then I'll have my long, long, long, long rest and you will all live to grow and thrive and lead happy lives until old age takes you back to the weeds." Pennywise laughed, shakily pointing at each of them.

Tears welled up in Bill's eyes as he shook his head, "G-Go.. this is my fault. I'm the one who dragged you into all of this.. I'm so s-so-sorry."

"Bill, no!" Beverly cried, tears pooling in the corners of her eyes.

Richie glared at the boy, pushing past Jack as he ranted. "I told you, Bill, I fucking told you! I don't wanna die. It's your fault. You punched me in the face, you made me walk through shitty water, you took me to a fuckin' crackhead house.. and now? Now I'm gonna have to kill this fucking clown."

Pennywise snarled, shoving Bill down into the dirty water as he lunged for Richie. It shoved Jack out of the way, causing him to hit his head on the end of a rocking horse.

Jack's vision became fuzzy once again as he winced, raising his hand to touch the back of his head. "Fuckin' hell."

He blinked rapidly at the sight of blood coating his fingers. "Fucking hell!"

"Jack! Jack, holy fuck! Jack, you need to be more careful." Eddie rambled, pulling Jack's head down to examine it. "Shit! Dude, be more careful! I don't want you getting a bacterial infection and dying."

Jack shot him a small smile and leaned down to pick up the hammer, "Dude, I'm fine. Now, let's kill this fucking clown."

Jack planted a kiss on Eddie's cheek before rushing forward and tossing the hammer at Pennywise.

Pennywise snarled as the hammer bounced off of his skull. The clown began gagging, his gaze set on Eddie.

Jack cringed as Pennywise threw up black goo onto Eddie.

Eddie inhaled sharply, straightening his back as he focused on Pennywise. "I'm gonna fucking kill you!"

Eddie tightened his grip on his weapon before smashing Pennywise on the side of his head. It landed in front of Beverly, a smirk resting on It's lips as It turned into Beverly's dad.

"Bevvie, are you still my little gi-" Beverly let out a loud scream, taking the pole she held in her hand and shoving it down Pennywise's throat.

Jack winced, his head beginning to throb as he blinked the blur away. He watched as Pennywise desperately scrambled back until he hit the well's wall.

Bill approached him, followed by each of the loser's. "That's why you didn't kill B-Be-Beverly. Because she wasn't af-afraid, and now? Neither are we. No-Now you're the one whose afraid.. because you're gonna starve."

"Painfully, I certainly hope you piece of shit." Jack sneered, spitting on the clown. "Fuck you."

Pennywise whimpered, slowly backing into the well behind him until his body was hanging off by the edge.

"Fear."

And it was gone.

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{ A/n: ahaha,,,, one chap left before it chapter 2 }

{ Edited: No }