❝everyone thinks that we're perfect, please don't them look through the curtains.❞
Elena Reign is known as Miss. Perfect to every person living in Derry. But as a monster awakens, the people of Derry realize just how imperfect Elena really is.
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The losers all mounted their bikes and chased after Bill, Beverly ahead of the pack. Elena was still breathing heavily and panicking. She no longer wanted to help Bill. She wanted to go home. To the 'Dollhouse'. She wanted to forget this ever happened.
All she ever wanted was friends. Friends, that's all she wanted. She never wanted a death wish.
Bill dumped his bike in front of the house on Neibolt Street, and stared up at the house. He walked up to it, slowly.
"Bill!" Bev shouted, throwing her bike down beside Bill's. The losers all planted their own bikes on the road, still shaken up. "You can't go in there," She told him.
Bill was now on the porch, about to walk in. But Beverly stopped him just in time and he turned around, startled.
"This is crazy," Ben continued. The group entered the garden on the house and stared up at him.
"Look, you don't have to come in with me," Bill glared at them. "But what happens when another Georgie goes missing? Or another Betty, or another Ed Corcoran?! Or even one of us?! Are you just gonna pretend like it's not happening like everyone else does in this town? Because I-I can't. Because I go home and all I see is how Georgie isn't there. His clothes, his toys, his stupid stuffed animals are there, but he isn't! So walk into this house with me. It's easier than walking into my home," He finished his long rant, looking like he was about to cry.
They all exchanged guilty looks.
"Wow," Richie said. Beverly tilted her head at him.
"What?" She asked.
"He didn't stutter once," Elena answered for him. That's when she realized that she had to find Georgie. She just had to. Her previous thoughts were put at the back of her head and she walked up the stairs to the entrance of the house, Richie and Ben close behind her.
"Wait!" Stan stopped them, standing far back. Bill had his hand on the door knob, ready to open it. "Shouldn't we have some people to keep watch?" He suggested. "Just in case something bad happens...".
"Who w-w-wants to stay out here?" Bill questioned, his grip on the door knob tightening.
They all raised their hands, including Elena. All except for Beverly who looked around as if they were all insane.
"..Fuck," Richie muttered and he put down his hand.
"R-Richie, Eddie and I-I will g-go. The rest c-c-can stay out h-here," Bill stated and opened the door.
"Wait!" Elena stopped them again. Bill turned around again. "I want to go," She sighed reluctantly.
"No," Richie stepped in front of her. "No. No way. Stay here,".
"What? No! I'm going!" She argued.
"No. Stay. Here. Elena," He told her.
"She can c-come, Richie," Bill interrupted. "She'll fine. We'll be fine,".
