chapter three

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    my eyes flutter open, forgetting everything that happened last night. i take in my surroundings, video game posters, blue comforter, until finally my eyes land on the one and only, richie tozier. the sweetest boy in the world. the one who saved my life.

    do you ever get that feeling when you feel down and sad thinking about one thing, then you remember something that totally lights you up, yeah that just happened, and richie was that something.

    i look up and see richie sound asleep, i bring my self up a little on the bed, then lean into his forehead and plant a light, gentle kiss on his sweet skin. i wish this feeling could last forever, but it can't. every time i'm happy, it never lasts. 

    i overthink

    i drown out everything

    until all i'm left with is a new house and my dad. my dad, son of a bitch he's going to kill me when i get home. i didn't notice richie was awake now, he definitely noticed the worried look on my face. "what's wrong, nel?" he asks in a raspy voice, the one i love.

love?

love.

    the one i love. "o-oh, um, i'm ju-just thinking. that's all." i say stuttering. "about your dad? jeez, when did you turn into bill?" he says making me laugh a little, light laugh. still concerned, here. "just thinking." i say standing up, releasing myself from richie's grasp, and climbing out his window. tears are now flowing out of my eyes. "NELLIE?? NELLIE COME BACK! WHAT ARE YOU DOING??" he doesn't know about the voices. the voices that ruin my life, house after house. 

    he doesn't love you.

you're not good enough for him

all you will do is hurt him

    the voices.



A/N:

*sips tea*

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