Fear WILL Find You // IT // Bill Skarsgard

Chapter 28

Leons POV.

I walked into the mall as I looked for a victim. I was starving. I searched around each and every store as I tried to find a kid that might be alone or easily led astray, maybe even a teenager. I walked over to the food courts as I scanned it in hope that maybe there was a bunch of school kids in there for their dinner with friends or for a late night school trip. No luck. I turned around to head up to the second floor as I heard yet another familiar voice as I immediately turned around and walked over to the person calling my name, not wanting attention drawn to me. "Hello" I chimed with a fake smile as I looked at the girl who was glaring at me, just like the first time I saw her and she knew who I was. "Hello, Leon. I need to talk to you. It is urgent."

I sat at the table in the café as I looked across at Odette who was taking a sip from her drink. "What do you need to talk to me about?" I asked as I looked across at the girl who was staring back at me, leaning back in her chair with her arms crossed. She moved forward, her arms remaining crossed as she placed them on the table. "I need to talk to you about you. I have done this with most who get close to Lyle but I haven't found the time to do it to you until now." she explained calmly as I chuckled before standing up to leave. I wasn't going to take part in these games. "We don't talk anymore" I snapped as I began to walk away.

"LEON! Do you not want to fix all of the hurt you've caused her? Sit down." She called firmly as I obliged before looking at her with a sad expression. In all honesty I didn't know how to act. "I don't think I can fix it. I don't think she will ever want to talk to me again" I said hopelessly as she sighed before unfolding her arms "She will talk to you again". "How do you know that" I asked as she looked around as if to check no one was listening. "Look, when Lyle and I were younger we stopped talking for a year. Both of us were going through a lot and it made an impact on our friendship. Neither of us fought for the other, we just let it happen. Looking back on the whole situation, we should never have let it happen, but it did and we can't change that. A year later I messaged her about something silly and we started to talk again, just like we had in the past. Trust me. You will start talking again, I can guarantee it" Odette explained as I took a deep breath. Little did she know what the real situation was.

"So, can I ask you these questions now?" she asked as I nodded in acceptance before the questioning began. The first question was "Where are you from?" to which I answered "I am from Portland, I moved here a few years ago". It was obviously a lie but I couldn't say the truth. "What's your background?" was the next question. I could feel my heart racing. "Nothing special. Mum and Dad worked in a bank. I had four brothers and a sister who I didn't see much." I lied yet again. I did have a Mum and Dad and five siblings but I loved them all dearly all those years ago and I saw them constantly until I had to go. Then they died...

"How old are you?" "I am 27" I answered partially truthfully. I am 27, I never age. "How long have you lived here?" she asked before taking a sip of her drink as I tried to figure out how many years wouldn't seem sketchy. "Three". "Where's your family?" This was a tough one. "My siblings were taken away when I was young. My Mum and Dad died." Odette looked down as I answered. "Do you like my best friend, my sister?" This was the type of question I was expecting. "Yes" I answered bluntly as she raised her eyebrows "Are you in love with my sister?". I paused for a moment as I looked at the grains of salt on the table. "Yes"

"What are your intentions with my sister?" her voice was firm as she talked and I felt a lump in my throat. "To love and cherish her with all I have" my answer was short and sweet. I didn't want to go into depth, not when I was unsure of what was going to happen. I didn't want to get my hopes up and envision what I wanted to happen when Lyle may never actually talk to me again. "Do you think you're good enough to be around my sister?" she suddenly snapped as I looked up at her once again. "I don't think anyone is good enough to be around her. No one deserves someone like her. But she likes me, I make her happy, and that's what counts, right?"