The next day after me and Eddie biked around Derry the guys apparently helped Beverly clean the bathroom. After they did that they picked me up and of course Richie started to run his mouth.
R: No I love being a personal doorman really. Could you idiots have taken any longer?
E: God shut up Richie.
S: Yeah shut up Richie.
R: Oh ok trash the trash mouth I get it. Hey I wasn't the one scrubbing the bathroom floor and imagining that the sink went Eddies moms vagina on Halloween.
B: She didn't imagine it I-I s-s-s-s-saw something to.
S: You saw blood to?
B: Not blood I saw G-G-G-Georgie. It seemed so real. I mean it seemed like him but there was this-
E: The clown yeah I saw it to.
R: Wait can only virgins see this stuff? Is that why I'm not seeing this shit.
Y/N: Yeah Bill I haven't seen anything either.
Out of no where we heard all this yelling in the woods.
E: Oh shit that's Belch Huggins car. We should probably get out of here.
Y/N: No Eddie we're fine there in the woods we're here we'll be fine.
B: Wait isn't that the homeschooled kids bike.
E: Yeah that's Mikes.
BM: We have to help him.
R: We should?
BM: Yes.
We all threw our bikes down and ran towards the opening of the woods and the closer we got the louder the yelling and struggling sounded. Henry was about to hit Mike with a rock until Beverly threw one at him.
S: Nice throw
BM: Thanks
They all picked up rocks except for me I stood there and looked at Patrick and he smirked at me. Mike crawled over to the bank of the creek and Vic yelled over to us.
V: Y/N what the hell did I tell you about hanging out with them get over here right now!
Y/N: But what about my bike.
V: We'll get it now get over here!
R: Y/N you don't have to go
Y/N: I-I I'm sorry guys I have to I'll see you guys later.
HB: You losers are trying to hard. She'll do you. You just gotta ask nicely like I did.
Ben let out a war cry and then threw a rock at Henry. A series of "what the fucks" we're said by Bowers and Vic.
R: Rock war!
Then multiple rocks were thrown both ways. I ran out of the woods with Patrick until it was over. Then Henry walked out.
Y/N: What the fuck was that Henry! Can you just act like you care for once! God you could've killed them!
HB: They got what they deserved!
Y/N: No one deserves that and you know it! I'm walking home!
V: Y/N it's 3:40 you'll never be home by 4:00!
Y/N: Yeah well screw you and your curfew! I'm 15 I don't need a fucking babysitter!
V: It's for your protection!
Y/N: Protection! Vic you don't love me it's just a wall you put up to make it look like you care! God you send your friends out while you work to make sure I don't even leave the house! That's not loving or caring that's absolutely psychotic! I don't have any other friends because of you! Every single kid in my class is scared of what you'll do so they don't even come near me!
V: Y/N you don't understand I don't want you to go missing! I want you to be ok! So I don't lose you cause if I lost you it would kill me! When you were a baby I had to take you in! ME! Because your father and mother were to loopy any other day to take care of you! You were like a daughter to me! You still are! Even though you are only a year younger than me I still cared! So does Patrick, Henry, and Belch! I don't make them run around they do it on there own time! Because we love you!I was absolutely speechless and all I could do was bring Vic into my embrace and hug him with all I had. I did the same with all the other boys to. I didn't know that now I feel like an idiot.
Y/N: I believe you. I love you to but I still think Patrick and Henry are dicks. Your ok in my book Belch.
HB: We're standing right here.
Y/N: I know. Better to tell you the truth now than later. Group hug?
V: Yeah sure why the hell not
After we all hugged which was surprisingly not uncomfortable at all I got my bike and went back to Aunt Sherry's and Uncle Danny's house then went off to bed.Victor's POV:
After Y/N went to bed me and Patrick hung out for a little and talked about girls and other stuff that was until he brought up Y/N.
V: Wait so let me get this straight you claimed her as your own and told her she was real.
P: Yeah pretty much
V: Pat your gonna have to tell her what you meant by that. She was probably freaking out after you did.
P: I get that Vic and I'm getting to it but right now isn't the greatest time.
V: Wait what exactly did you say to her?
P: I told her that she was mine and no one else's then walked out of the room
V: Really?
P: Ok saying it now sounds bad bu-
Patrick was cut off by a scream and it was Y/N. I ran up the stairs and into her bedroom and she was thrashing like crazy. The only people that were home were me, Patrick, and my dad.
V: DAD!! DAD!! GET IN HERE!
UD: What happened Vic!
V: I don't know she went to bed like an hour ago! Me and Patrick were downstairs talking and we came up when we heard her scream! Now she looks like she's having a seizure but she's not!
UD: Alright son just hold her down.
V: What is happening dad!
UD: Calm down boy it's just a night terror! Your just gonna have to wait it out.
V: Can't we wake her up.
UD: No! Do not wake her up if we try and wake her up she'll just be all disoriented and confused.
V: Ok well I can wait it out you can go back to bed.
UD: No son you go on to bed your mom should be home in a few minutes.
V: Alright goodnight dad.
UD: Night.
V: Alright Patrick it was just a night terror I'll let you know how she is in the morning.
P: Alright Vic I'll see you later.
V: Later Pat.
When Pat walked out of the door my mom walked in.
V: Oh mom thank god your home.
AS: Why what happened?
V: Y/N had a night terror dads up there with her now.
AS: Oh poor thing she had these when she was younger to.
V: Really
AS: Yeah she had a very big lack of sleep when she was younger she always had to listen to her parents fight that's why she stays with us. Maybe she just has a lot of stress.
V: Yeah maybe
AS: Well I'm gonna go sit with her you go on to bed.
V: Ok good night mom
AS: Night Vic
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It's All Real - A Patrick Hockstetter book
FanficSolipsism- the view or theory that the self is all that can be known to exist. 15 year old Patrick Hockstetter is the psychopath of Derry, Maine. He's friends with Henry Bowers, Reginald "Belch" Huggins, and Y/N's cousin Victor Criss. Patrick acts...