Ch 4. Confused

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I didn't want to leave for school. I woke up feeling pain and seeing a little bit of blood on my full size bed.

Well crap.

I grabbed some clothes and went to the restroom. I changed and put a pad on, and I was running low on them.

I need to go to the store later.

I walked back to my room and lay down on my bed, I didn't want to do anything today. Not even school.

"Hey Bill." I called for my brother and he walked into my room still wearing his night clothes.

"Y-yes Lucille?"

"Can you tell our parents that I'm not feeling well right now?" I asked him.

"Okay." He said before leaving my bedroom, going to tell our parents.

And a few minutes, my mom comes into my room. She looked kinda worried.

"Lucille, Bill said you wasn't feeling well." She said. "Are you okay?"

"Kinda, but we need more pads mom." I said and then she nodded her head. Understanding what's going on with me.

"How bad is the pain?" She asked me.

"Bad." I answered her.

"Okay, you can stay home for today. If you're feeling better later, you can go to the store and get what you want."

"Thanks mom." I said before she walked out of my bedroom, heading back downstairs.

I closed my eyes again, just letting sleep take over me and keeping my mind off of things.

              ( Around Four O'clock )

The pain from earlier has gone down some and school was over for the day. Bill was at Richie's place with Stan and Eddie hanging out.

I didn't feel like riding my bike, so I walked to the store and gotten the things I needed. A lot chocolate and pads.

I'm walking back home right now, feeling like I just in the mood for watching a movie and eating chocolate that I just gotten.

Then I heard a car pulled up near by me, I looked and saw the blue trans am. Patrick and Henry gotten out, Henry stands next to the car as Patrick started walking over to me. I stopped watching as I starting to get nervous.

"Hey darling, I missed you, I didn't see you at school earlier." He said as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to himself. "Where were you Lucille?"

"Home." I whispered, answering the tall boy.

"Why?"

"I wasn't feeling well."

"Well you're out here now." Patrick said. "And what's in the bag, huh?"

Patrick unwrapped his arms from around me and grabbed the bag from my hand. He opened it, looking in before turning his head to me.

"So this is why you was at home?" He asked me. "You still should have still came to school and meet up with me. Remember the note darling?"

"I do, I was feeling a lot of pain and wasn't feeling that well." I whispered.

"Are you going back home now?" Patrick asked me. I nodded my head, he grabbed one of my hands as he still holding the bag and started walking me to Belch's blue trans am. "We're going to take her home boys."

Henry opened the car door and I gotten in the back seat where Victor is already sitting, not really wanting to make Patrick mad. Patrick and Henry gotten back in the car and close the car door. Belch started his car up and drove off.

"Wait a minute, are you Denbrough's sister?" Belch asked me. Causing Henry and Victor to look at me with weird looks on their faces. Patrick wrapped his arms around me again and pulled me to his chest.

"Yes." I answered as I can feel my turning red.

"Sorry to hear about your little brother." Victor said. "Hopefully he would be found soon."

"Thanks, I really hope so." I whispered while Belch parks his car.

"Okay, we're here." Henry said before opening up the car door and getting out. Patrick and I got out of the blue trans am, the tall dark haired boy walked me to the front door of my house.

"See you tomorrow darling." Patrick said as he handed me the bag back before he kissed my forehead and walked back to Belch's car.

I walked inside as I heard the car drove off. I went upstairs to my bedroom with my mind thinking about what just happened to me.

I was confused.

The bowers gang was kinda nice to me and Patrick...

He acted like we were kinda dating.

I didn't know what to think about it.

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