Chapter 25: The Bar
(Pennywise's Pov)
Another fight between me and my mate…
Thanks to the wretched thing that is taking over my sweet girl's body. Causing her mood swings, body pain, sickness, and it's creating our fights.
I blame it…
I really do; I'm not sorry about it.
I can't even mate with her, or touch her, and it's driving me crazy. I didn't forget that sex is the main cause of reproducing, but I didn't think it was possible. I take in many forms and she use to be a normal human.
Didn't even know that I was even viable.
But I can't help it…
I didn't mean to yell at my mate but I couldn't help it!
Now I may lose my mate again…
My heart was sore...
I settled myself down at a local bar in town, drinking away.
"More whisky please" I called to the bartender. The bartender came to my way and poured me another drink "Celebrating today man?" he asked me.
"You can say that" I replied, chugging down the burning, cold liquid down my esophagus.
"That's fucking good" I whispered to myself.
"You know what, give me the whole bottle, my man" I said to the bartender, randomly throwing a small stack of cash at him. His eyes widened from the amount of money and nodded, leaving the bottle to me.
I couldn't help but notice this women staring at me, few chairs down to the left of me. She looked like a blonde girl, with blue and red hair dye on each side of her head. Wearing ripped jeans and a red crop top.
Slut much…I can almost see her bra.
She was smiling widely at me, I just rolled my eyes and tried to look away.
She didn't smell good anyway.
Too much perfume.
She was wearing so much makeup as well, like a freaking clown.
Oh wait, I am one.
My eyes began to be all drowsy and my head felt weird.
I think I had to much alcohol.
"Heya!" said the women, who just came to sit next to me.
I turned and blinked as much as I can to have a better glimpse at her, "hi" , thats all I sad.
"Hahahahahahaha" she giggled, never retrieved the smile from her face.
She decided to rub my shoulder "What's your name, handsome?" she said.
"Pennywise" my voice slurred from the alcohol.
"Ha-ha-ha, what a cute name! I'm Harlie" she giggled, poking my cheek bones, twirling her colorful hair.
Obviously I could tell she wanted to fuck me, since my good looks always carry it away.
But she was also kinda annoying but she was bit odd, in the good way.
I finally smiled back, "You must be new here, I have never seen you around here before" I said to her.
"And how can you tell mister?" she stared at me, giving an evil gaze at me.
Something is different about her.
I sighed, "Because young lady, I know everyone in this pathetic town" I sneered at her, with my orange eyes.
She froze, wiping her smile away, then her smile came back.
"Oooooh, what you stalk everyone in this town?" she said, coming to my face and touching my hair.
I quickly pushed her hand away, "Don't do that".
"Awwwww, why is their a women involved?" she laughed.
"Y-yes" I said.
"Ha-ha-ha, then why are you over here? And not over there?" she questioned.
I didn't answer her…
"Women problems?" she asked, smiling.
"How'd you know?" I said.
"Oh darling…" she said, stroking my hair in back of my ear. "I know everything".
"I'll tell you what, I can make me feel all better. Let's take this outside" she giggled.
She slowly grabbed my hand and lead the way outside.
Immediately, the alcohol has taken over me. We were pressing our lips together, very sloppy.
Her lips were like candy-flavored and her breath smelled like an aroma of bubble gum.
I began to press her small fragile back against the wall and started to play dominance on her.
She couldn't stop laughing, making sensual moans at the same fuckin time.
This girl was odd...very odd...but I liked it.
But this also felt really wrong...this wasn't my sweet girl.
"She is not my mate, my queen" I thought to myself suddenly.
I immediately pulled back from our kiss and stared into her eyes again, my eyes given her a deep glare.
I was trying to fight the alcohol that was taking over my head.
Fustration already appeared on her eyes "Hey, why'd you stopped? We were going to have fun!" she whined.
"I-I can't do this, I'm sorry" I mumbled, pushing her away. Her back hit against the wall and her mouth gaped open, "Ruuuuude!" she yelled.
Ignoring her, I kept walking until suddenly my head was hit hard with something. I fell to the ground really fast and held my head from the thumping pain. I looked up and she was holding a hammer-like thing, showing her angry eyes towards me.
"What da fuck!?" I shouted at her.
She chuckled, "Dont you dare leave me like that!" she screamed.
She threw the hammer aside and pulled out a small pocket knife from her purse. Running straight towards me, she tried to stab me but I got up really fast and dodged her strike.
She was behaving very mad!
And laughing about it? Is she a psychopath!?
Is she one of my kind?
I tried to get away from her striking me with the knife. I even tried to teleport myself but I couldn't.
"Shit! Stupid whisky!" I thought.
My legs were giving up on me, then out of nowhere, she got me on my shoulder.
"Ahhhhh!" I cried.
"That actually fucking hurt!" I told myself, painfully retrieving the knife out of my shoulder.
"Ha-hahahahhahaha!" she laughed, maniacally.
"Now you know how it feels to feel pain" She growled.
She began walking towards me in a predator-like fashion, holding her hammer in one hand.
"I'm going to count to threeeee, then I'm gonna whack yeah!" she said, smiling.
"1...2" she counted, lifting her hammer way up in the air. Before she could even say three, I slashed her stomach using my clawed hand. Finally I had the strength to do that again.
I watched as she stayed still, eyes widened, mouth open, while her hot, steamy intestines came gushing out of her stomach.
Finally, she slammed to the ground.
Still smiling…
"That bitch is crazy" I thought.