Wild Heart | IT (2017)/ R.T.

seven

The next day, I was sitting in the kitchen with my brother and step father. I picked at my eggs, I wasn't hungry or up to eating at all. 

"Sadie, are you okay?" Jack asked. 

"I just miss mom is all." I said. 

"I'm sorry honey." He said. 

It fell silent between the three of us. Alec picked up his drink and took a sip, setting it back down. He looked at me, then to Jack. 

"Where's your boyfriend?" He asked. 

"He's not my boyfriend." 

"Then what is he?" 

"Just a friend." I said. "Like the rest of them." 

"But you like him more than a friend?" 

"Does it matter?" 

"No, just wondering." 

"Stay out of my life." I said, dropping my fork on the plate. The doorbell rang. "I'll get it." 

"It's probably him anyway." 

I rolled my eyes, pushing the chair out. I stood, walking to the door. Richie, Stan, Bill and Eddie stood in front of me. 

"We're going to the quarry. You coming?" Richie asked.

"Actually, can I meet you guys there a little later?" I asked. 

"Sure. Do you know where it is?" 

"Yeah, I know." I said. 

"Okay, s-s-see you." Bill said. 

I closed the door, walking back into the kitchen. I grabbed my plate, tossing the food and setting it in the sink. 

"Why does that one kid stutter?" Alec asked. 

"His name is Bill, and I have no idea. Why don't you ask him?" 

"I don't know him." He said. 

I walked out of the kitchen, up the stairs to my room. I shut the door and laid on my bed. 

"Sadie." I heard a whisper. I looked around. "Sadie." It was coming from the closet. I stood, stepping closer to it. They kept saying my name. 

I reached it, pulling the door open. I saw a figure in the darkness. I hesitantly turned on the light. It disappeared. Then I heard something drop behind me. I took in a sharp breath. Slowly I turned around, seeing my mom, but her skin was green and she looked dead. I let loose a giant scream as I jumped in my closet, shutting the door. 

Tears streamed down my face as I heard the door open to my room. 

"Sadie?" I heard Jack's voice. He opened my closet door, seeing me on the ground. "What's wrong? What happened?" He sat in front of me. 

"I don't know." I said. "I thought I saw mom, but she was all decomposed." I cried. 

"Oh honey." He said, hugging me. 

"I'm not crazy." I shook my head. 

"I know. You just miss your mom." He said. "Why don't you go hang out with your friends now?" 

I nodded my head. He helped me out and walked out of my room, shutting the door. I wiped my face, stripping of my current clothes. I grabbed a dress and slid it over my head. 

I walked out, I slid on my tennis shoes. I got a towel from the closet. I walked out and grabbed my bike, putting the towel in the basket. I hopped on it and rode into town, looking at everything paranoid. 

"It was just a messed up hallucination." I told myself.