Missing

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(This is Bill's POV and this is after a lot of crap)

Me and the Losers were biking around without y/n, I haven't seen her in quite a while.

I saw a woman staple a missing poster to a poll and I sighed.

"Oh great, who's missing now?" Richie rolled his eyes, we biked towards the poster and we froze.

Y/n was... Missing? 

No.. No.. No! NO! NO NO NO NO NO!

THIS ISN'T HAPPENING! 

"Y/n is m-m-missing? This can't be hah-happening.." I ripped the poster off the poll and took a closer look.

God no.. 

She's really missing.

I thought about the water. I couldn't save her right then, could I save her now? I'll try my damn hardest.

"G-guys, we gotta find her. NOW" I put the poster in my pocket and we drove off.

It got to her, I know it. I really know it.

After hours of searching, we found nothing, we'll have to go where It lives. I went home and took the poster out of my pocket and looked at it. 

I decided to do one very stupid thing that I might regret later..

I kissed the poster and acted like it was the real y/n.

I dream about kissing her every night, even if Georgie haunts the dreams, I feel so warm and fuzzy when she's around, and now she's gone.

I couldn't protect her before, and I'll have to protect her now.

If only she'd be right here, cuddling with me, she'd help soothe me to sleep, I'd help her too.

I love her.. and she doesn't love me back..

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