"Please." She repeated, her eyes welling up in tears, "Don't be a coward and show yourself!" She angrily demanded, her voice shaking,
Pennywise smelled so much passion flowing in her blood. But her desperate calls, her begging, was too pleasing. She wanted to see the monster, so be it. In one blink, Alissa was now looking back in the eyes of the demon clown, growling in her arms. It looked the same except the circle around its eyes were much deeper and bigger. Its arms were still tightly hugging her, and she did not mind. She felt so much emotion when she realized she was clutching Pennywise in her arms.
The stupid, demonic, murderous clown. The same clown that pretended to be someone she knew. For some reason, this was all too much. She realized they were still staring at each other.
Pennywise smirked evilly at the sight of Alissa crying in front of him, and just inches away from biting her lip off. "Is this what ya want, Alissa?" It teased her in a low, angry voice. She could not say anything, her grasp loosened.
When the demon clown released her to pull away, impulsively, Alissa pulled the clown's face towards hers and planted her lips on it close-eyed. Pennywise's eyes widened on her actions, and its pupils dilated into a gleaming gold and red. She kept her eyes shut, savoring its taste in her mouth. She kissed its mouth deeply, and there she tasted a variation of flavors: caramel, popcorn, candies, and magically, then it turned into flavors she liked, but this time, she could also taste something that seemed to be rotten. It was jumbled into a mix of flavors and she could not get enough, but Alissa had to pull away to breathe,
She opened her eyes and pulled away leaving the demon clown in shock once again. Her eyes were still closed, her forehead against the clown's, and she mumbled quickly as if catching her breath, "I want you. I want you, too." Her unpredictable actions left Pennywise overwhelmed and hungrier. He smirked at her ever so menacingly.
He started laughing maniacally making Alissa look at It in confusion. He kept laughing while she stayed there in its arms. But then, she realized that it was laughing at her. She pulled away in anger, "What the hell's funny?"
"I don't smell fear in you." Pennywise sneered, "I never did. But this time..." it laughed again, "You smell like passion."
The clown's weakness was indeed courage and heart, but it found this hilariously ridiculous. She felt passionate about It. The clown laughed harder.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Instantly, Pennywise transitioned from laughing into growling when it immediately grabbed Alissa's arm and pulled her closer to it. It grinned at her, observing the look on her face, "Tell me Alissa, what is going on in that pretty mind of yours?" Pennywise said in a way that Paul would, making Alissa shake her head in disbelief,
"You knew I was Paul, yet you didn't do anything to harm me. I wondered, Alissa. I wondered for a long time." It aggresively pulled her closer, almost spitting on her face with so much drool dripping out of it's mouth, "And now." It was clutching her arms tightly, "I understand that you think I love you?"
She was filled with anger now, it was making fun of her, "I only didn't kill you because...Because...because you didn't kill me. I know you won't kill me. I'm not afraid of you."
"Is that so?" It teased her, "Was that kiss my consolation prize, then?" It started laughing low until it belched out hysterical laughter,
She tried shaking Its hands off her, but it only tightened its grip, "Let me go!"
"What, now you want to get away from me?"
"You're a fucking asshole!" She started pushing the clown even though she knew it would not work, "God! Why don't you just kill me yet!"
It only smirked at her, "Oh if only I could eat you right away." Then, it finally released her. She stepped away,
"What the hell do you want from me?! Why the hell did you do all of this shit?" She was furious, confused, and just wanted answers. She was done playing games. She already let her guard down, thinking the clown might have been disguising as Paul to be with her, but she realized it might not be the reason why.
"I want you, Alissa." Pennywise said with a low growl, wrapping its gloved hand around her face. It observed her face and found her so tempting. "Is that you want to hear, dearest Alissa?"
"Fuck you." She mumbled in desperation,
"Oh, it's true!" the clown exaggerated its words in a defensive tone, "I do want you." It stepped closer to her again making Alissa look up at its towering height, but she didn't step away. She was more courageous now, and Pennywise did not like it, but it wanted her flesh badly.
"I...I..." She was out of words. She felt embarrassed of herself. She felt like an idiot. Instead of saying anything, she stepped away. When she turned around, Pennywise appeared right behind her,
"You're not leaving me here, Alissa."
"Get away from me." She shouted at it, panting, trying not to sob in so much sadness. Her anger and her courage slowly withered. She was vulnerable again. Pennywise stared down at her, then into her eyes, still welling up with tears.
Then, did Pennywise, the demon clown, felt the truth erupt inside it: It was obsessed in making her suffer, making her vulnerable because it knew that she was capable of so much that it could not handle. And most of all, it realized that it needed to play a part, still. It could not let her easily get away.
She might despise It now more than ever, but It needed her.
"You're not going anywhere-"
"-Why the fuck not?" She snapped at It,
And Pennywise stepped closer, leaned down, almost gesturing to kiss her, making Alissa quiet down. The clown realized she was shaking in so much emotions. It knew a human was only capable of so much. It didn't want her to suffer physically. The flesh, it thought, it needed the flesh. The clown slowly laid its hand on her cheek, finger by finger, and made her faint to sleep.
Pennywise was to take her back home. It knew that it had to protect its obsession, its source of all power, its one and only, Alissa Dunn.