Light. That's all there was. My eyes were open, my mouth was open. I screamed. It was gone, but I still screamed. And I kept screaming. Footsteps came running towards me, and I was surrounded by warmth, as my best friend wrapped his arms around me, pulled me close, and whispered into my ear. My screams turned into sobs, and he just pulled me closer.
"I can't...I...I can't, I can't do this, Bill. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." I sobbed, choking on my own words. He shushed me gently hugging me tighter. Everyone else soon made their way to us, and all at once, reassuring phrases and words filled my head, making me feel better almost instantly.
"It won't happen again."
"We love you, Amy."
"It's going to be okay."
It all happened so fast. Bill stood, and walk towards his bike.
"Where the fuck are you going?!" Richie spat, his hand, which was on my shoulder, tightening its grip. Bill turned.
"Neibolt street. That's where g-Georgie is." He got on his bike. I hurriedly stood up.
"After that?! AFTER THIS?!" Eddie yelled, his hand gesturing to me. I stared at Bill, my expression broken and terrified. He forced himself to look away.
"But it's summer. We should be outside..." Richie said.
"If you say it's summer one more f-f-fucking time-!" Bill raised his voice, his emotions turning from worry to anger. Yeah, I was hurt. Yeah, I was scared. But I was loyal.
"Okay." I walked over to Bill.
"ARE YOU SERIOUS?! YOU ALMOST FUCKING DIED!" Richie yelled. I looked at him.
"But I didn't. And if he goes alone, he will." My face hardened into determination, yet I was terrified. I didn't want to do this. I was only doing it for him.
"You guys can't do this." Beverly said. I shot a look at Bill. His expression didn't change. He was going, so was I. We both got on his bike, me holding on to him much tighter than the last time, and off we went.
To our graves.
This was short, sorry
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