《♡︎Scarier than Monday♡︎ Richie Tozier x reader》XVI.
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Y/n wake up at the sound of somebody is calling her. She feels her body on the bed with her, her body jiggles as she rubbed her eyes, revealing Beverly jumping on her bed. Bev was repeating her name over and over.
"BEV...stop or I'm gonna throw up" Bev giggle and sit on the bench of the bed.
"Sorry...but wake up, somebody is waiting for you downstairs" Beverly chuckle again, leaving y/n confused sitting on her bed.
Y/n walk downstairs already dressed and ready for school.
"Hey auntie" y/n greet her aunt.
"Hi sweetie...are you hungry?" Questioned her aunt.
"No, not really" answered y/n as she kissed her aunt on her cheek. And goes out to her bike.
"Hi baby you look hot" beamed Richie and Y/n giggle.
"Yeah so get the hell away before you get burned" snapped y/n. Richie slightly chuckles as Y/n sits on her bike and takes her way to school. "So trashmouth how is life going?"
"I do not feel myself today - oh I'm sorry Rich - so can I feel you ?" Y/n punches Richie's arm, making them both almost falling from bicycles. They both start laughing, y/n closed her eyes for a second, but Y/n couldn't control the bike anymore and fall to the ground. Dust fell into her eyes, making her blind for that moment.
"Y/n-" Richie called worried after her.
"It's fine Rich" and it was silent. "Richie ?" Y/n called him again, still seeing nothing. She rubbed her eyes painfully. 'Richie' takes her hand carefully. "It's fine really- wait Rich... why do you have so weird...you are wearing gloves ?" Y/n blink fast a few times. Still, with blur vision, she sees pennywise with a creepy smile. She screamed, but pennywise cover her mouth. Y/n bite his palm, but IT take her wrist with his second hand and start spin faster than the carousel may be even than a roller coaster. And they were gone.
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Richie on the other hand was tied up on his bike with black, slimy rope. In his mouth were ten clowns noses, bloody red in medium size. When pennywise disappeared with y/n, all illusions disappeared too, making Richie fell from his bike and scraped his arm on the gravel on the road. He stands up quickly, hopped on his bike, and speeded to school. Worried about y/n. He let few tears rolled on his cheeks. "You fucking, motherfucker...I swear I'm gonna kill you" he yelled at the top of his lungs.
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