Alissa began to be conscious of the rise and fall of her chest as her hand rested on it. Her eyes fluttered open, awake, she tried to figure out where she has been. She moved her head and felt a tear in the corner of her eye trail down her temple. She tried to recall what happened and realized she had finally confronted Pennywise, yet she's back in her apartment bedroom.
Confused, she sat up gently to look around. She felt tired, and that sleep was the best sleep she's had in a while, despite the images she remembered all of a sudden. The images consisted of Pennywise smirking and laughing at her. Pennywise, that damn clown.
She started scanning the room, hoping she'd see it standing and watching her. But it wasn't. She stands on her feet and sleepily walked out of her bedroom. She noticed her door had been open a crack when she pushed it open, revealing an empty living room. Her living room was small enough for her to just glance one to figure out if someone's hiding.
The morning sun illuminated her living room while shadows peeked behind her furniture. She heard the door behind hear creak, making her turn around sleepily. When Alissa turned, she saw Pennywise standing behind her door, its hand slowly pushing the door to a close.
She didn't even react too much. Alissa just stood there, staring at the tall, demon clown standing steps away from her. Alissa was feeling weirdly satisfied with her sleep. She felt calm, and had no reason to freak out at Pennywise. She just wasn't in the mood to start an argument with the killer clown, so she just stood there as she watched Pennywise stare back.
Realizing there's been silence hanging between them, she finally spoke in a low, calm voice, "I tried looking for you." She told It. She wasn't really sure why she was telling the clown this. Maybe because there was no point of hiding anything? Maybe because for once she felt calm, rested, not-wanting-to-shout-at-the-clown, and comfortable. She was comfortable in it's presence. She really did miss It. She was guilty of that, but she wasn't going to tell it.
"I'm aware," Pennywise said in its usual menacing and teasing clown voice,
She sneered, "You've been spying on me." She still sounded calm as she stood at the same place,
"I have. It was really fun." It smirked and took a step closer,
"What do you want from me, Pennywise?" She asked softly but with a hint of exhaustion in her voice, "Why did it take you this long without killing me?"
Straightforward and without a doubt, Pennywise told her. The demon clown certainly knew that it didn't have any reason to hide anything from her anymore. There was no point. Especially when the clown thought that Alissa was obsessed and fascinated by it's mere existence, Pennywise thought it could use this as a strategy to finally take her virginity.
"Like I always told you," Pennywise stepped closer again, "You're very special, Alissa."
"Spit it out." She taunted,
"Why do you think I never cut that flawless skin open?"
She squinted and didn't answer as she watched the clown approach her even closer, moving its hand over-zealously as if performing a speech, "Do you think I really want to hurt you, Alissa? You amuse me so much with your distinctness. You don't fear me, you don't like me, yet here you are..." It suddenly laughed a throaty laugh, its hands on its sides, "...I suddenly thought to myself..." The clown swiftly turned to walk, holding up its index finger midair then tapped its temple, "Amusing Alissa is making me think, amusing me once again. Until..." It snaps its finger as it stands still facing her, "I knew immediately."
"Knew what?" Alissa was squinting now, definitely awake. She had enough energy once again to argue. She glared at the fact that Pennywise was teasing her again, "Knew what?" She repeated lowly now, unable to figure out what it could be. Did it know she was attracted to it? Did it know she felt tension when it pinned her against the wall? Did it know all of it?
"Amusing Alissa never stops amusing me." Pennywise laughed like a menacing clown, tilting its head back, then snapping back into seriousness, "I knew you were special."
"I summoned you? Is that it?" She interrupted It,
Pennywise smirked evilly at her as it kept still now, "Summoned me?"
She was getting impatient,
"That's what I thought, dear Alissa. But I knew..." It's voice became serious, deep, and low,
Alissa was clenching her fists,
"It was a calling, Alissa."
"A calling of what?"
"Guess, Alissa, guess!" Pennywise suddenly enthusiastically raised its hand and wiggled it. Then, it pointed at her, "You're a smart girl, aren't you?"
She slowly looked away, trying to figure it all out. But she knew nothing.
"Didn't all that research do you any good?" Pennywise crossed its arms mocking her,
She looked up at Pennywise, stil confused and blank-minded,
The demon clown slowly walked towards her dramatically swaying its hands, "Alissa, Alissa, I was lead to you for a reason. You summoned me, but only such a strong force could summon an ancient evil." It mocked her then laughed, "Think about it." Pennywise emphasized the 't' in its sentence teasing her, "Tick tock, tick tock, what could it be?" The clown laughed again,
Alissa was annoyed now, "Shut up." She demanded, but this only made Pennywise laugh harder,
"No wonder I found you so..." The clown smirked, "...tempting."
She looked back at Pennywise, still distracted in her own head trying to figure out what the hell the smartass clown was thinking about.
"You're a smart girl. A pretty one, too." Pennywise squirmed, "Oh, so pretty. Too pretty."
She looked away and turned around. What could it be? What reason could it have to not have the courage to kill me?
Suddenly, Alissa realized,
She turned around, "Courage." She repeated, "Is it because I have courage?"
"Waaarmer." Pennywise rubbed its palms together with a grin on its face,
"Because I don't fear you."
"You have to do better than that."
"Because..." It hit her. Heart. Passion. Love. She didn't know if she was going to cringe or what. She felt her cheeks heat up. "Heart?" She mumbled and could not even say it out loud in embarrassment that she was opening up to the stupid clown,
"Way, way, warmer." Pennywise grinned with its cheeks way up high, "You're getting there."
Alissa gave up. She sneered and groaned, "I don't fucking know, okay? Just tell me already. What the hell is it?" She stomped her way closer to It and realized she was looking up at it,
Pennywise smirked at her, "I want you."
She rolled her eyes, groaned, and turned away but Pennywise grabbed her arm making her shoot Pennywise a look,
"I need you" Pennywise emphasized its words, "All..." Pennywise moved its eyes all over Alissa's body then glanced back into her eyes again, "...of you, Alissa."
Suddenly, Alissa immediately understood. She could not believe it. The clown must be fucking around, she thought.
"You can't be serious?" she mumbled, staring back into Pennywise's golden eyes,
It only smirked at her,
"I'm..."
"Yes..."
"I'm your...mate?" She muttered in a whisper,
Pennywise shook its head, "Better. You're my sacrificial virgin."