Trauma (PLEASE READ DESCRIPTION)

9

We get up and bike to find the losers who were all riding their bikes down a nearby street.

"Hey little love birds" Richie says Y/n rolls her eyes an pulls up to ride next to Stan.

"What's going on?" Y/n asks.

"Manly Stanley says that his panting chased him." Richie says

"That's interesting," Y/n says.

"I-It actually sounds pretty c-c-convincing," I admit I had seen something rather scary making everyone's head turn. "I s-saw Georgie but there was this-"

"Clown" Eddie finishes, "yeah I saw him too."

Everyone but Y/n and Richie nod.

"Wait can only virgins see this stuff? Is that why I'm not seeing this shit?" Richie says earning a glare from Y/n.

"How would I fit in that category Richie?!" Y/n asks snapping back. When suddenly she almost flys off her handlebars braking to point out. "Isn't that, that home schooled kid who delivers the lamb and stuffs bike?"

We nod and she drops her bike and runs down the path leaving me confused until I realize why she ran, Belches car was there as well making us all also drop our bikes and run.

God I hope Y/n will be okay.

Y/n's POV

I run to the creek and see Henry about to smash the kids face with a rock.

"DICKHEAD GET A FUCKING HOBBY!" I scream at Henry.

"Ah little Y/n, here to have a conversation with a serial killer?" He asks, how'd he know? My face drops completely, "I've heard of Baltimore's history with serial killers it's no walk in the park."

"I thought we'd have no problem with letting the kid go considering I did split you in half." I respond quickly picking up a large rock hiding it behind my back.

"Well you assumed wro-" Henry starts, quickly being cut off by my rock hitting him in the teeth the losers appearing behind me as he falls.

"Nice shot!" Stan says out of breath, I nod as I pick up another rock. Henry stands up with the help of Belch.

"You losers have a untrustworthy friend here, you might as well just give up." Henry says soon after being cut off by my rock hitting his eye, followed by the others throwing rocks at him and the other two jerks. The three retaliate by throwing rocks back at us, I see a rock coming towards Bill's head which leads to me running in front of Bill catching the rock spraining my right wrist then throwing it back at Belch hitting him in the balls. The two boys run away leaving Henry alone struggling to get up, we leave the site and walk with the home schooled kid to our houses in which I think the usual way, Bill dropping me off but nobody was home so...

"Y-Your parents a-aren't home. W-Why don't y-you come down to my house so we can f-fix your wrist."

"I'll be fine Bill."

"I-I-It wasn't a q-q-question."

I smile and get back on my bike wincing in pain when putting my right hand on my bike. Once we reach Bill's house I drop my bike with my left hand, after that Bill grabs it and takes me around his parents and inside the restroom. He pat's the counter and I pull my self up as he grabs the first aid kit out of the cabinet, he begins bandages my right hand looking to me a couple times.

"W-What was B-Bowers talking about at rock fight when he s-said we have a untrustworthy friend?"

"Um, I don't really wanna talk about it."

Bill looks at me with a pleading look.

"I'll tell you something about me if you t-t-t-t-t-tell me."

I sigh and look up meeting Bill's eyes but quickly looking away.

"Ok you first, who's Georgie?"

"H-he's my little brother w-who's m-m-missing, n-now you."

"Well my mom and dad are F.B.I agent's, but my mom stopped the serial killer Buffalo Bill when I was nine. The only thing is that my mom had to speak to the other serial killer Hannibal Lector, who broke out of prison after her case ended. One day Lector was in my backyard while I was there we had a conversation until he pulled out a bone, butter knife and a small piece of bread. He then ate a humans bone marrow on the bread, it scared me to death but I couldn't move an inch. I'm still pretty terrified that he'll show up again."

"I-I didn't kn-know."

"It's fine no one did."

Once Bill puts away the first aid kit I hop off the counter and follow Bill to the door he opens the door and I walk out to my bike waving goodbye as I ride home.

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