Sensitive to Your Touch(Bill Denbrough x female oc)

Chapter Six: "The Person I Love...."

ONE WEEK AFTER THE SLEEPOVER

SAM'S POV

I'm walking back from the park. I got some ice cream, and it's pretty hot out. I feel like somebody's watching me, but I shake it off. Suddenly, I feel an arm around my waist and a hand covering my mouth. The person is behind me so I can't see them. I struggle as they drag me toward their car. I kick but it's no use. They're too strong. They shove me into a blue car. Next thing I know, they throw me out of the car and onto the rocks above the river. They tear my dress off, leaving me in my bra and shorts. "Who are you? What do you want from me?" I scream. "I am Henry Bowers. I've been on vacation, and now that I'm back......" he grinned. Bill had told me about Bowers and the things he had done to the Losers. I scream as loud as I can.

BILL'S POV

The Loser's and I are riding our bikes on the Kissing Bridge. I see an ice cream cone on the ground. I suddenly hear a scream. I quickly realized something and stopped my bike. "What are you doing Bill?" Beverly asks me.  "The scream we heard, it sounded like a girl. A-and t-the ice cream cone, that's Sam's favorite flavour. And look!" I said, pointing to a bracelet on the ground. "That's Sam's bracelet." I finish. The Loser's faces go white, and we speed towards the sound of screaming. But, the screaming had changed. We stopped at the sight before us. 

SAM'S POV

This Bowers bitch may have stripped me down, but he didn't notice my rings, or the flip-blade that I kept in my pocket. I'm on top of him now, punching the shit out of him with the hand that has rings. I pull out my flip-blade and get it close to hin. "Look at me. LOOK AT ME." I scream, and he looks at me. "IF YOU EVER MESS WITH MY FRIENDS OR THE PERSON I LOVE EVER AGAIN I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL KILL YOU. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" I scream at him. He does nothing. "I SAID, DO YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND?!" I scream again, raising my fist and the knife. He nods. "I understand." He whispers, blood now coming out of his mouth. "What?" I ask. "I said I understand." He says, louder. "Good." I say, and kick him. He goes tumbling into the stream below. He'll be fine. I look up to see the Losers standing there in shock, Bill's face so pale I thought he was sick. I'm exhausted. I run over, and end up collapsing next to Bill. I'm on my knees sobbing as the Losers comfort me. Bill is just sitting there. After 10 minutes they say it's time to go. "You guys go along." Bill says. They leave, and it's just me and Bill. I crawl over to him. "Are you okay Billy?" I ask. "I should be asking you the same question." He says, laughing. I hug him, his chin on top of my head. "For the record Sam, I love you too." He says. I shoot up, realizing what I had said. He stands up too, and kisses me. I wrap my arms around his neck, while he does the same to my waist. I pull back, and he starts to walk back. "Bill wait." I say. He turns around with a confused look on his face. I look down at myself. "Um, I don't have a shirt or anything." He nods, and pulls off his plaid jacket, giving it to me. I pull it on, and it's big on me so nobody can see my bra. I smile. As we walk across the Kissing Bridge I stop again. "You go ahead." I say. He walks off smiling. I pull out my knife, and turn towards the wood on the bridge. I carve a heart, and write "S+B". I put my knife back, and as I'm walking back, I see a "R+E". I smile knowingly. I run back to the Losers. Bill hands me my bracelet that I dropped and pats his bike. I get on the back, wrapping my arms around his waist and breathing in his scent. We all ride away and spend the rest of our day in the clubhouse.