all i wanted , bill denbrough

four . . . "a whole bunch of nothing."

⎯⎯ chapter four.

"AN-AND YOU CAN AMPUTATE l-legs and arms. b-but how do you amputate a wai- how do you amputate a waist?!" eddie ranted. she chuckled; sometimes, that boy is something else.

"chill, eddie." winnie said calmly, a smile forming on her face.

"i cant! you guys do know that alleys are known for dirty needles that have AIDS, right? you guys do know that."

she chuckled quietly while dropping her bike and walking over to richie, new kid, bill, stanley and eddie.

"richie, wait here. come on." bill ordered. stanley, eddie, bill and winnie all ran into the into the store.

eddie started grabbing all the stuff he needed to get for the injured boy outside, who was probably dying pretty quickly from richies corny jokes.

"can we afford all that?" bill asked. winnie shook her head 'no'. "its all we got." stanley stated, taking money out of his pocket.

"stan, you said you had money!" she furrowed her eyebrows. "i do! i just didn't know how much we needed!" he replied, his voice was kinda shaky. "that's not money, that is a whole bunch of nothin!'" winnie sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

eddie was devastated and confused. "are you kidding me?" he asked, biting the inside of his cheek.

it was silent while they were thinking of ideas.

"wait, you have an account here, don't you?" bill questioned the boy.

eddie stepped closer to bill, "if my mom finds out i bought all this stuff for myself... i'm spending the whole rest of the weekend in the emergency room getting x-rayed." the small boy explained.

"your mom is a control freak. i think thats like a disease or something." winifred spoke up.

stanley and bill agreed with me, while eddie muttered a 'yeah' he didn't think she'd hear.

"but anyway, what the hell are we gonna do? the kid is probably dying even faster because he's out with richie." she deadpanned.

"oh shit. we need to hurry then." stanley said, looking at some more supplies.

a girl with red, long hair that looked their age, stopped in her tracks as soon as she saw them.

winnie saw her put the tampons behind her back, not thinking any of them noticed.

she looked awkward - like, really awkward. she was just standing there, looking at them.

"y-you ok-kay?" bill asked her.

"yeah girl, you look pale." winnke added as she tried to defuse the awkward tension.

"im fine. what's wrong with you?" she asked them in attempt to change the subject.

"none of your business." stan replied.

"there's a kid outside and it looks like someone killed him." eddie confessed, causing winnie to elbow him in the arm softly.

"w-we ne-need s-so-some supplies, but we d-dont have en-nough money." bill explained. winni rolled her eyes. nobody told them to tell her that.

then, she told them to get everything they needed and wait by the door. she had something planned for them.

"suck the wound." richie told eddie. "i need to focus right now." eddie replied. "you need to focus?"

"yeah, can you go get me something?" "jesus! what do you need?" richie asked.

"go get my bifocals. i hid 'em in my second fanny pack." eddie answered.

"dude. why the fuck do you have two fanny packs." winnie asked as she laughed at the bickering boys.

"it doesn't matter right now, as long i get my bifocals im good."

winnie turned her head, laughing a little to see bill staring at the girl from earlier. she felt a bit sad, but staring doesn't necessarily mean you like someone; you could be judging them for godsake.

the brown skinned girl continued to watch the two interact, even noticing as she made her way towards them.

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-cupidshearts , c. 2023.