Y/n P.o.v

My eyes slowly fluttered open, but my body refused to move.

I could just barely turn my head, but the pain of my bite wound left by Pennywise sent a wave of pain through my body.

My mouth opened as I gasped in pain, I straightened my head and attempted not to move it. I forced my hands onto the ground and pushed myself up to sit up, I took a deep breath before lifting my head to look around.

But that did not last long.

I let out a squeak of fear when I realized Pennywise sat just in front of me, watching me.

Studying me.

I stared at him with wide eyes as he stared back with calm ones, his eyes were blue at the moment. I assume when his eyes are blue he isn't very hungry? Or he's at least calm.

My chest heaved up and down as I took quick paced breaths.

Pennywise sat on his rear, his long, skinny legs extended outward as his arms sat loosely in front of him. It was obvious he was slouching quite a lot.

There was such a long moment of silence and Pennywise staring at me, unmoving.

I began to calm down a bit, but I was still completely uncomfortable with him staring at me.

As if he could feel me easing out of my fear, Pennywise perked up and swiftly crawled towards me on all fours.

"You're awake!" He squeaked happily as he practically pushed me back onto the floor and onto my back, he towered over me with a wide green; his hands placed next to each side of my head.

I quivered as I stared up at him.

"You took so long! I had to go and get something else to pass the time, " he explained, and turned to gesture to the mound of flesh that sat a distance away.

I turned my head to see what he meant and I let out a short scream, before flipping onto my side to face away from the gory scene.

Pennywise didn't look pleased, his grin vanished and switched to a frown.

He was still on all fours, towering over me.

"Getting scared again are we?" He questioned, though he did not laugh.

Which kind of confused me.

He seemed to enjoy the fear of others.

I nodded my head in response to his question, but I could tell he knew the answer. I just thought it may raise his mood if I actually answered.

I hesitantly turned my head to look at the clown on top of my small body, he tilted his head at me.

"You wanna talk now?" His frown slowly flipped into a smile.

I gulped slowly, and nodded quickly.

Pennywise nodded quickly in unison with me, he then climbed off of me and sat back down in front of me.

"Sit up, Sweets!" He demanded, he sounded more happy than anything.

I thought it would be best if I obeyed him; so I lifted my body and sat up, curling my legs upward and wrapping my arms around my knees.

Pennywise clasped his hands together and used his legs to scoot closer to me.

I held my breath as he moved closer, it took all of my will power to keep from moving.

Pennywise now stared at me once more, he looked as if he was waiting for me to talk.

My eyes widened and I gasped in realization, I quickly looked around to find something to talk about.

And then my eyes fell onto Pennywise's right arm.

I hesitantly looked up at him and spoke in a small voice, "H-How is your... Um..." I gulped. "Arm?..." I asked, and almost immediately lowered my head to look at the damp cement.

The clown seemed taken back.

He must have been caught off guard by the fact that the person he had kidnapped asked him about an injury.

I only asked since he wanted me to talk.

I didn't actually care.

"This ol' thing? Hehehe," he giggled and cupped his hands against his cheeks, he looked flattered.

"It hurts so much, Sweets!" He smiled at me.

I cringed at his response. I could tell he was mad at me for what I had done to him, but he must have been holding his rage back.

Because there was something he enjoyed about me.

"Why... Why did you t-take me?..." I continued on.

Pennywise didn't respond, which left me with one option. I slowly raised my head to look at him.

He was not sitting in front of me anymore, instead he kneeled in front of the pile of flesh that lay nearby.

He was stuffing the meat into his mouth.

I smashed my hands against my mouth as I gagged, only to catch Pennywise's attention once again. He turned his head to see me, his eyes were now a burning orange.

And my fear began to show. I placed a hand behind me and scooted backwards, Pennywise stood up and made his way towards me. The jingling of the bells on his suit intimidating me in a strange way.

I let out a cry when he kneeled down in front of me, he held his hand out. Resting in his palm was a ball of human meat. Blood and slop.

My eyes widened and I threw my head back as to avoid the rotting smell that escaped the flesh.

Pennywise narrowed his eyes and moved his gloved hand closer to me.

"Eat it, Sweets," he demanded, his voice deepened.

I shook my head quickly.

He didn't like that.

He reached his right arm forward and grabbed me by my hair, he yanked my head towards him and snarled at the movement of his arm.

It seemed as if his arm just barely hurt.

I gripped my hair for a moment before moving his right hand to my chin, he pried my mouth open as I fought to escape. I attempted to pull my head away from his grasp, he was just too strong for me.

I placed my hand atop his gloved one and dug my nails into him, he was unfazed.

If I pulled any harder I would break my jaw. And I don't want that.

I gave up, my eyes began to water as the fowl smell of rotting meat filled my nostrils. Tears began to pour out of my eyes, my bottom lip quivering.

Pennywise completely ignored my emotional distress and pulled my mouth open, he then proceeded to shove his gloved hand into my mouth and drop the meat into my maw.

He left his hand in my mouth for a moment longer, knowing he was just barely choking me. He giggled at the sight in front of him:

Me, choking on him.

I trembled at the contact of flesh that sat in my mouth, I could already feel puke beginning to rise in my throat.

I swallowed it hard, knowing I might upset Pennywise if I did something like that while he was trying to accomplish something with me.

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Pennywise finally removed his hand from my mouth and placed it against my forehead, I cried out at the pain of him touching the wound on my head.

He didn't care though.

He pressed his hands against my chin and forehead and forced me to bite into the meat. I gagged violently when I felt the slime of the blood seep through my teeth, the red substance escaped from my mouth and dripped down my chin.

Pennywise continued making me chew the meat.

The tears in my eyes rolled violently down my face and mixed with my sweat and blood.

After a long two minutes Pennywise seemed satisfied with my chewing, and moved his hand to my throat.

"Swallow it," he commanded, a small smile pulling at the corners of his lips.

My bottom lip quivered as I refused.

Pennywise growled and furrowed his brows, he pressed his gloved fingers against my throat and moved them up and down, forcing the rotting flesh to slip down my throat and into my stomach to digest.

Pennywise finally pulled his hands away and stood up.

He stared down at me with that crooked grin, he clapped his hands lightly and spoke to me in his still low voice. He sounded as if he was going to break down into a fit of laughter at any second, "I'm- pff- I'm keeping you alive, Sweets!" He snickered.

And in less than a second.

He was gone.

I clenched my eyes shut and fell forward, my stomach heaving up and down as I gagged. Beads of sweat rolled down my forehead and fell to the cement below my trembling body.

I let out a cry just before my stomach did a double take and pushed anything from previous meals, including the flesh, out of my body.

My vomit splashed onto the ground with a loud splat, but it didn't end fast.

The vomit continued, I choked a few times and coughed.

I held my hands tightly around my waist.

After what felt like five minutes of throwing up my organs I finished. I threw my weak body back and crawled towards the cement walls. I cried as I rested my back against it, I raised my legs and hugged my knees; I rested my chin between my knees and stared wide eyed at the area around me, tears pouring out of my eyes.

There's no way I could escape here without him catching me.