I woke up to the blinding lights coming from my curtains that had seemed to mysteriously cracked open over night. I could've sworn I had shut them tightly the night before. I hadn't been able to get proper sleep after my encounter with pennywise. My continuous nightmares didn't help either. It was as if he manifested himself in them in order to continue to taunt me.

I sat up on my warm bed with a heavy sigh of relief as I realized that my room didn't consist of any demon clowns, yet.

I stepped out of the warm shower as I wrapped myself up with the towel I had set up on the sink. I wiped the fogged up mirror with my hands making a squeaking noise throughout the restroom. I stared at my complexion in the mirror. Simple light brown hair and dark brown eyes. Nothing special, and I was okay with that. I continued to pick at my face as if I was looking for little details I hadn't noticed before when for a split second I could've sworn I saw a white gloved hand reach for my shoulder .

My breath caught in my throat as I turned around gasping for air trying to find the source of my illusion. Anything that I could've mistaken as the hellish white glove but to no avail, nothing. I convinced myself I had imagined it myself from the lack of sleep and thriving fear of the clown.

The strong smell of coffee and sound of bells as I opened the door to my favorite coffee shop, was enough to wake anybody up. I mentally rolled my eyes as I saw the long line of customers waiting to place their order. It was pretty busy for a Tuesday. I stood in line messing around with my phone when I noticed a young boy sitting with his mother. An innocent smile plastered on his face. He looked so happy, so complete with his early life. Before I had a chance to turn away from the young boy I curiously noticed him staring at something at the back of the shop. Furrowing my eyebrows I averted my attention to where his eyes led. My body froze in horror as a single red balloon floated about in mid air. Nobody seemed to have noticed the balloon but myself and the young child. As his mother spoke busily on her phone arguing with whoever was on the other line, she failed to notice her son had gotten up from his seat and has made his was slowly towards the red balloon. Panic stroked my body as I made my way towards the young boy. As I got closer, I noticed he was having a conversation with the balloon itself. I stepped closer to try and hear what he was saying but all I could make out was the sound of the child's laughter making my body shiver with uneasiness.

"hey kiddo" I said as I stepped closer to the child. I squatted down next to him as I looked at the balloon confused.

"hi" the child smiled before he turned his attention back to the balloon. he continued to laugh as if the balloon had made a joke that I couldn't seem to hear. Suddenly the child turned to look at me with an innocent smile.

"He's coming for you too" he giggled. My eyed widened as the child inspected my face. Before he could say anything else I cut him off.

"lets get you back to your mom okay? she would be very worried if she didn't find you sitting next to her" I said calmly before taking the child's hand into my own and leading him back to his mother, receiving a couple of odd stares from other customers. I turned around to catch one last glimpse of the balloon only to find it gone. My body shivered as I made my way back to the center of the shop. After returning the child to his mother I wasn't in the mood for coffee anymore and decided to head out to clear my head. My mind raced with panic as I convinced myself that the clown was the doing for all of this and he was just trying to mess with my head. I wasn't going to let him win. I wasn't going to let him drive me into insanity.

I stepped into the warmth of my apartment and immediately took off my coat and shoes. I slipped into my bed sheets trying to distract myself from todays events but my mind would just wander onto Norman. My heart ached as I remembered how he had broken up with me. I cursed myself mentally as I grabbed my laptop and opened it up instinctively clicking the Facebook app. My fingers shook as I slowly typed Normans name into the search bar. I sighed heavily as I clicked the search button.

"I told myself I wouldn't do this" I scolded quietly as I continued onto my guilty quest. I didn't even know what I expected to come out of this but I felt the need to see his face and read his writing as it was the closest I would get to him.

I sighed shakily as Normans profile loaded and suddenly I felt my heart break even more than it already was. There on Normans profile picture was a beautiful blonde sitting cozily on his lap at a party. She was the complete opposite of me. Blonde hair, angelic blue eyes and a genuine smile. He had moved on faster than I expected and that filled me with sadness and disappointment. I always knew Norman had a thing for blondes, something I was always insecure about when I was with him based on the sole fact that I was a brunette. My eyes fought back tears as I scrolled down his profile seeing all the cute posts and statuses between him and her. My stomach sunk at all the supportive and congratulatory comments from his friends and family left on his posts with her, something they never did when I was with him. I should've stopped scrolling but I couldn't, something I would soon regret as my computer displayed a picture of a beautiful ring on a woman's hand.

"No fucking way" I murmured as I read the caption on the photo.

"Love is a funny thing because you always find it when you least expect it but I will always be happy with whom I found it with. I decided that the time had come to give my all to the most beautiful woman I ever laid eyes on, the one who makes me happy unconditionally, and the woman I want as the mother of my children. I promise to always love you, and this is the first step to our beautiful future together. I am pleased to announce to my friends and family, that have been unconditionally supportive of my relationship with this beautiful soul, that I have proposed to my beautiful girlfriend Regina, that I now have the privilege to call my fiancé."

I shut my laptop screen and shoved it away from me as fast I could before hugging my knees to my chest feeling the tears stream down my face. He had broken up with me 2 weeks ago. How was this possible? and then the realization hit me, he cheated and I was just some toy to him to play with on the side. He then decided to settle down with her and couldn't risk losing her so had to end it with me. It all made sense now and that only caused me to cry harder.

A sudden shuffling sound made my snap my head up with swollen eyes that couldn't see shit from all the blurry tears that just kept coming. Through my blurry vision I was able to make out a silhouette of a tall figure. Knowing who it was I sighed in annoyance. He always came at the worst times as some sort of punishment.

"what the hell do you want" I said in a hoarse voice from all the crying. I wiped my eyes in order to see him clearly.

"Ex-Boyfriend got you down?" he cooed with a fake pout.

"Must be sad seeing him submit himself to another that isn't you" he said with his sinister grin.

"She's a blonde I see, he always had a thing for those" he chuckled making me question how long he had been stalking me.

"get out" I said through gritted teeth as anger filled me up.

"Cant hear you through all that crying, say it again dear and louder this time" he mocked as his face went from a smile to an angered look.

"GET OUT!!" I yelled at the clown as if I expected him to walk out the front door like a civilized being.

Before I could realize what was happening, Pennywise lunged at me with a loud growl, my heart raced as I caught a glimpse of his amber eyes that were a cool shade of blue not long ago. He landed on top of me making my back slam against the mattress. His arms on each side of my head as his legs cradled each side of my legs. His face was directly above mine and I could see his golden eyes stare deeply into mine. I never realized how mesmerizing they were, even though they could burn and kill me with lasers at any moment for all I knew. I held my breath trying to stay angry at him but all I felt was waves of fear rushing through me. Pennywise smiled as his nostrils flared, taking in my scent.

"fear" he chuckled as he lowered his head making our faces become inches apart. His adorable like rabbit teeth had now become sharp and threatening. He didn't smell foul like I thought he would, more like a sickly sweet scent I couldn't quite put my finger on. My chest rised and fell rapidly as Pennywise continued to inspect my face making me become insecure and nervous for my life.

"You seem to think you have balls to talk to me like that" Pennywise taunted. I could hear unintentional growls coming from his throat as drool started to form around his lips.

"wh-" I began to say before I got cut off.

"shut up" Pennywise growled as both his hands decided to pin my hands against the bed. I stared at him intently, taking in all his baby face features. The more I studied his face the less scary he became. Drool dripped onto my chest and the pressure on my hands caused by his own was almost unbearable but my mind seemed to ignore it and was focused on his face. My fear relaxed a bit as my eyes locked onto his that had seemed to not leave my face either. I swallowed thickly holding eye contact with him. It felt like we stayed in this positon forever.

Suddenly his eyes widened and his grip on my hands loosened. He seemed confused and frustrated at the same time. He looked as if he was trying to figure something out but couldn't come up with the answer. Slowly he got up off of me and made his way to the edge of my bed where he once stood. He towered over my laid out body as my chest continues to rise and fall from the heavy breathing. I stood up on my arms as he continued to study me. He inhaled deeply and every time he did, he seemed more and more confused. My soaked T-shirt caused by his drool, clung onto my torso making me a bit uncomfortable but he didn't seem to mind as he stared at my body. His confused expression never leaving his face.

"it's not just fear" he said as he climbed back on top of me and this time my back gently fell onto the mattress. He stared at me intently making my heart race but I didn't seem to feel the rush of fear as strong as before, it was still there but it was more of a delicate feeling now. His face suddenly began to get closer to mine as I closed my eyes expecting his lips to fall into place with my own. It was cynical what I was feeling, it wasn't right and I knew that.

"Don't mess with my meal next time" Pennywise said before I felt the bed become light. I fluttered my eyes opened only to find him gone. I sat up on my arms again when the realization hit me like a wave of ice cold water. He was talking about the child at the coffee shop from earlier that day.