So. Did you kill him?. Why don't we find out?. Hope you enjoy.
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Reader p.o.v

After all this time. He was dead. Well he should be dead now. I mean. Something was pierced through his head. You wandered around with wiggly legs. Putting back on your ripped jeans. He was going to touch you? Or was he trying to scare the shit out of you? Hoping for some fear to raise?. Well whatever he was thinking. It had been a psycho act. It was better this way. Him or it on earth should not be allowed. Killing the creature saved a lot of children. You knew a lot died already. What a shame. You should have met him earlier. More kids could be saved.

You looked once more back. You weren't going to describe the scene on the floor. But your torn shirt on your floor got now your attention. It he wanted to. He could have sliched your chest in two. Not a thought you wanted to have on your mind. You left. You still wore your tank top.

Once you left the cabin fully you looked up. The moon light shining down through the hole. The kids! Their parents are going to freak!. You looked up. Meeting their body's floating. Or wait- they were moving down. The first child you grabbed was Stanley. Then Ben, and so it goes on. Until they all were just standing there. Their eyes looked dull. "Come on loser club!" You said hoping that would trigger them. And it did. Their eyes slowly went back to normal white with their pupils showing. "Omg I was so worried" as you grabbed them all for a group hug. "Y/n?" Beverly said. Confusion. "What happened?" Bill asked. "Yeah what the hell happened" Ritchie said. "One minute ago we were fighting IT and the second he's gone" Eddie said moving his hands up and down to make the point.

"What happened to you?" Mike asked as the hug broke. He pointed to your ripped clothes and scratches. "Huh, thought I had that before the locking up" you said trying to dust your clothes clean. "He-he did what?" Bill asked. Oh right. "Well he locked me up and said some weird stuff. But we don't have to worry about that anymore" you said cringing then smiling. Clapping your hands together. Dust flying off. "Why?" Mike said. "Simple" you said. "I pierced a rod through his head" you said proud of yourself.

"Cool" Ritchie said. Placing a arm around your shoulder.

"But we better get going. Your parents are going to kill me" you said as you pushed them towards the exit.

Your heartbeat was racing.

If you're thinking: this story is going to end soon. Well probably 👀
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