Y/n P.o.v

One day until the funeral.

I had awoken from my dreams, but I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes.

I could tell that my position I had fallen asleep in hadn't changed, had Pennywise stayed with me?

I forced my eyes open, the cold air of Pennywise's den hitting the whites of my eyes and triggering me to rub the sleep from them. I lowered my hands after my short task and opened my eyes once again, there he lay, Pennywise.

He was awake, simply watching the floating corpses above us.

His long arms were still loosely wrapped around my small waist.

I pursed my lips together, realizing he hadn't noticed I was awake yet.

How long had I been asleep?

Had he stayed with me this whole time?

I took a deep breath and hesitantly shifted my head to rest my chin against one of the three pom pom's on Pennywise's suit. My movement must have caught his attention, because his bright blue eyes shot down to look at me. His eyes widened and his eyebrows rose in some sort of emotion, I couldn't tell if he was excited, shocked, or sad.

I simply stared at him with half lidded eyes, still a bit too tired to process any fear. And Pennywise could see that, but it looked to me that he wasn't in the mood to scare people at the moment.

"You didn't l-let me die..." I mumbled, my voice rough enough to the point it surprised me.

Pennywise nodded slowly.

"Duh..."

I would have rolled my eyes at his response if we were friends, but we weren't, so I continued talking in a low voice. "Why not?..."

A silence filled the room.

When I didn't get a response, I slowly placed my small hands on Pennywise's chest, this caught his attention.

He stared at me with wide eyes, confused at what I was doing.

I sighed and used his body to push myself up and into a sitting position, I was now straddling him.

Pennywise let out a small gulp after I got comfortable, since his arms had been loosely kept on my back, they slid down to rest just behind me.

I was about to climb off of him and stand, but I stopped when I felt his bare hand grab my slender arm.

Then I remembered that he had removed one of his gloves earlier.

I turned my head to stare at his white fingers before my eyes shifted to the clowns face, he pursed his red lips together, kind of making it seem like his plump bottom lip had disappeared.

"Stay." He demanded, though he didn't sound stern at all.

I was too afraid to object, in fear of what he might do if I didn't listen.

But all at the same time, if I kept up whatever I was doing that interested him, he wouldn't be killing innocent children. I lowered myself onto his lap once again, one leg on each side of his body. I cupped my hands together and rested them softly against his chest.

My eyes lowered as I watched myself fidget with my thin fingers.

Pennywise quietly watched me.

I was a bit taken back by how calm he was acting, he was usually angry, sadistic or happy- sometimes a bit sexual. But now, he just seemed like nothing.

"I know what you're thinking y'know,"

I blushed and my eyes shot upward to look at Pennywise, I quickly looked away when I saw the smallest hint of a smile on his face.

I heard him giggle quietly.

"Do you want me to be angry?" He asked, I could feel his fingers slowly gliding up the back of my waist.

A shiver ran down my spine at his soft touch.

I quickly shook my head, "P-Please no..." I mumbled, jumping a bit when Pennywise began to laugh:

"I love the sound of you begging, Y/n..."

I gulped, he only really said my name when he was angry, or trying to scare me.

I felt his hand resting on my back, while his other still gripped my small arm. I felt a movement beneath my body, only to see Pennywise had sat up, and his face was now only an inch from mine. My eyes widened when I saw his abnormally long tongue slip from the inside of his warm maw.

He stared at me with his blue eyes.

He was calm.

So I had no clue what was going on with him.

Pennywise drew in a deep breath before raising his gloved hand, he grabbed my face by my chin and rested his forehead against my own.

That all too familiar pointed smile spread across his face, and he whispered in a low voice, "Y/n, you terrified me more than any other human has before,"

My body tensed, his gloveless hand snaked around my small waist.

I nodded slowly in response.

"O-Okay..."

Pennywise tilted his head.

"You a-aren't mad?..." I asked, trying to turn my head away from him.

His grip on my chin grew tighter as he yanked my head back to look at him.

Pennywise shrugged slowly and raised an eyebrow, his pointed grin never leaving his face. "I can handle it,"

Another long silence, filled the two of us staring at each other.

"I actually find it quite intriguing that you managed to do such a thing..."

I bit my bottom lip, my eyes drifting away from his blue ones.

Pennywise shifted his lower half, kind of nudging my inner thighs with his hips, I felt a shiver rise through my body at the contact.

A low giggle rolled off of the evil clowns tongue.

I swallowed hard, completely afraid of what he was thinking.

"When I first met you- your fear was absolutely delicious, and it still is! But, wowie!-" he cheered.

"The way you act, sometimes I nearly lose what's left of my mind!~" he purred, his grip on my back growing tighter, he forcefully yanked my small body closer to his. A small squeak escaped my lips at the violent movement, my body froze.

"W-What do you mean?..."

Pennywise let out a low growl, "Sometimes I hunger for you in more ways then one- and not just to scare you, sometimes... I crave your other tastes~"

I shook my head quickly, I had tried to kill myself just so he would let a child live and now he was turned on by that?

This clown was unreadable to a point of no return.

I began to wiggle my small body around, in an attempt to break free from Pennywise's strong grasp.

This only seemed to raise his mood, he bit his bottom lip and snarled, completely animalistic.

"I wouldn't do that if you don't want me to crave you more, my dear~"

My body froze, and I yelped in pain when Pennywise's gloved hand grew into his familiar sharp black claws, he sunk his talons into my back to keep me in his hold, I could feel the smallest bit of my blood leaving my flesh.

In only a split moment, he forced me onto my back, his eyes swiftly switches to a bright orange.

I let out a pleading cry, "Not again! Pl-Please!" I begged. This only made Pennywise laugh, he lowered his head and slammed his red lips against my dried ones.

He would have his way with me once again.

I forced my eyes shut and turned my head away, I felt Pennywise's hand glide up my hospital gown, feeling my body, he rested his hand against my belly for a moment before he pulled my gown up. Now able to view my body.

I wiggled my body around for a moment before Pennywise placed his legs on each side of my body, he then pressed them together; making it impossible to move.

I began to scream.

"Please! Pennywise- please!" My voice was breaking as I screamed, it practically gave out on me halfway through.

Pennywise cackled evilly, his hand touching me in dirty ways. He lowered his head to my face once again, trailing kisses from my mouth and down my neck, to my collarbone, my breasts, and then my belly. He began to nibble at my flesh with his now sharp fangs.

I could feel him drawing the smallest hint of blood.

I wiggled my hips the best I could, though I was almost completely immobile.

I continued to scream and cry, pleading for Pennywise not to touch me in such lewd ways.

I hadn't even noticed he had stopped moving.

It took me a long minute before my eyes shot open, and I raised my head to see what the clown was doing.

He was staring, completely still at my stomach. I decided to see what was so interesting to him, my eyes traveled from Pennywise and to my stomach.

My eyes widened and my brows furrowed, for there was a bright light that seemed to be coming from within my stomach.

I could feel a heat forming inside of me, not a burning sensation, but there was heat inside of me.

Pennywise sat up, a bit taken back by the strange lights. He didn't seem as confused as me, he placed a hand on my mint green gown and pulled it down to cover my vulnerable body.

He rose to his feet and took a step away, seeing as the light could be clearly seen through the fabric.

I quickly looked at Pennywise, my eyes widened at his reaction.

"What is it!?" I asked, for some reason assuming he already knew.

Pennywise quickly shook his head, taking a few more steps away- each step his took triggered the light to grow dimmer until it was no more.

I stared down at my stomach before throwing my hands onto it.

Pennywise turned away, and I could see him breathing heavily.

There was a long silence before I swore I could hear Pennywise mumble something quietly to himself.

"Dead lights..."