Dear Derry... | | Bill Denbrough

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"Bill! Don't!" I yelled, quickly dropping my bike and running into the yard of the well house.

"This is crazy!" Beverly agreed, walking towards me.

"Look you don't have to go with me." He said.

"What happens when another georgie goes missing? Or another betty? Or another ed quorkan? Or one of us? Are you gonna pretend like nothing happened like everyone else in this town? Because I can't..."

"I go home and all I see is that georgie isn't there. His clothes, his toys, his stupid stuffed animals...So, walking into this house, for me, is easier than walking into my own."

My heart shattered as he said all that. If I could help his hurt go away, I will. And thats what this is. A chance for one of my best friends to stop hurting, and I'm taking it.

"Wow," Richie whispered.

"What?" I asked, looking over at him.

"He didn't stutter once." He replied, not looking at me. I smiled, but quickly rembered what I was here to do.

"Bill, wait." I said, running up the steps. The losers following.

"Wait!" Stan yelled. I stopped, turning to look at him.

"Um, Shouldn't we have; some people keep watch?" He asked, I looked up at Bill.

"Y'know, just incase something bad happens." Stan was scared, but who could balme him. I was shitting my pants, but I had to do this. Not for me, but for Bill.

"Okay, yeah. Who wants to keep watch?" I asked. Everyone but Beverly, Bill, and I raised their hands.

I could feel Bills eyes burning holes in the back of my head, thinking of what I was gonna say next.

Eddie and Richie put their hands down, noticing basically everyones hand up.

"Fuck." Rich cursed under his breath. But loud enough I could hear.

Once we entered that house, everything went wrong.

"Can't believe I pulled the short straw.  You guys are lucky you guys aren't measuring dicks." Richie whispered.

"Shut up Richie." Eddie snapped. We walked forward but I went off with eddie into what seemed the living room.

"I can smell it." Eddie whispered.

"Don't breath through your mouth." Richie advised. I looked back at Bill before looking around at the houses design.

"How come?" Eddie asked, I moved a little more farther, swiping my finger on a table. Instantly I sneezed and coughed.

"Cause then your eating it." Eddie gagged, taking a puff of his inhaler.

"Yeah, don't worry about me guys I'm just getting allergys. Who knows maybe I'll die before that damn clow can kill me." I sarcastically said, walking over to eddie patting hi back.

"Do you have any allergy pills in there?" I asked Eddie, pointing at his fanny pack. I had started growing little bumps on my arm because of the dust.

"Yeah," he said grabbing some from his fanny pack.

"But, they make you sleepy." He said, I sighed taking them.

"They'll do. Thanks eds." I said, grabbing a pill from the bottle.

"What?"

I noticed Bill and Richie were in the room across from us with a paper in hand. I looked at eddie and we rushed over.