5. Interrogations

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CHAPTER FIVE
INTERROGATIONS


No more than an hour had past, and the small group had retreated back to the house of Mike Wheeler. Each of the five twelve year olds still damp with rain as they huddled around the frightened girl sat peering up at them warily.

Kimmy supposed they looked quite intimidating in the strangers eyes, each staring down at her with matching expressions of perplexity.

Soon after, the questions followed.

Questions upon questions being thrown at the girl.

"Where do you live?"

It was Aaron who had spoken first, his voice cracking slightly with the pure confusion swimming within his sentence.

In the brief time Kimmy had spent with the small group of friends that night, something she had taken a particular notice to was Aaron's behaviour.

More specifically, how different he seemed to act around his three friends compared to how he acted around Kimmy.

Sure, they had only known each other since that previous Sunday, but Kimmy had spoken to him one-on-one. And Aaron appeared to be set on the idea of the pair becoming friends. Which she had gone along with, despite the fact she hardly knew him.

But he had been so scared to as much as approach her, never mind sit next to her and start a conversation. She wasn't going to turn down his friendship offer when she had no reason to, especially after the kindness he had shown to her.

With his friends - or how Aaron had labelled them; the party - Aaron was louder, made more jokes, laughed, had a carefree expression resting on his face.

The thing Kimmy took most notice of though, was the way he looked each one of them in they eye every single time one of them spoke without hesitation. The way he had his hands in his pockets or simply by his side, he didn't feel the need to constantly fiddle with his watch or fingers to put his rising nerves at ease.

Whereas, whenever he had spoken with Kimmy - or as much as met her eye, that all seemed to go out the window. He became panicked almost, as if simply just conversing with her was enough to send the young boy into a full blown terrified trance.

Kimmy brushed off the thought. He just wasn't as used to her presence, it would most likely take him some time to get used to her being around.

"Is there a number we can call for your parents?" It was Mike Wheeler who had asked next, the words pouring from his lips at a rapid pace.

The girl gave no answer, only glancing up to greet him with the same mix of terrified and perplexed expression she had worn for the past hour.

"Where's your hair?" The curly haired boy - Dustin questioned, brows furrowed in concern. "Do you have cancer?"

"Did you run away?" Lucas blurted, disregarding Dustin's previous questions as he evidently had some of his own he wished to find the answers for.

The girl gave no answer.

Just like she had done with the past three questions before - however her silence on Lucas' question sent Aaron into a miniature spiral.

"Do you have any diseases we should be aware of?" Aaron's voice filled with disgust and horror, taking three steps back as he cautiously put his hands up as if that could prevent any sort of disease spreading to him. "Because it's really not cool of you to infect us- I really can't get sick right now-"

"Are you in some sort of trouble?" Mike asked again, cutting of Aaron's rambles with the smallest of eye rolls. All three of his friends seemingly used to his obvious fears and cautions.

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