A/N: There is a time skip in this, it was Saturday night when Amber and Henry went for that drive and today is Monday.
I got out of bed and turned my alarm off groggily as I went to pick my clothes out, I went to the bathroom and started to get ready when I heard the phone ring.
"Hello?" I answered.
"A-Amb-er Georgie's gone." I heard a sobbing Bill say.
I screamed as loud as I could, I ran out the door still in my pajama's which consisted of a pair of shorts and T-shirt. I Ran all the way to Bill's house screaming and crying. I burst open the door and called out Bill's name, he ran downstairs and we collapsed on the floor in each other's arms. We sat and cried in each other's arms for a couple of hours.
"I-I'm sorry Billy" I choked.
"Amber, please." was all Bill said.
We cried until we couldn't cry anymore.
"Bill, can I stay here for a couple days?" I shakily asked.
"S-sure" Bill cried.
I gave Bill a bone-crushing hug as I got up and helped him up. As I helped him up I blacked out.
Timeskip to 5 hours later.
I woke up and everything came flooding back to me. How could my little goober just disapear? Just thinking about his nickname made me cry. Bill was asleep next to me, so I just sat there and cried silently. I couldn't do this. I got out of bed and ran to the bathroom, I threw up in the toilet. When I was finished I left for a walk. I went down to the drugstore and bought a pack of cigarettes and left. I walked to the park and sat down. I pulled out the pack of cigarettes and started smoking, trying to get my mind off things. That just made it worse, so I got up and walked to Henry's house. I snook in and saw him laying down on his bed, "Henry." I choked. No response. "Henry." I said again a little louder.
"Yea?" He whispered.
I walked over to his bed and tried to think about how to tell him what happened (not that he would care. I thought.) I began to cry, "Henry, Georgie d-d-died." I cried. Henry sat there awkwardly not knowing what exactly to do.
"I'm sorry Amber. I know you loved him." Henry stated.
Henry laid down and so did I, Henry began to draw things on my back as I drifted off into sleep.
The weeks went on and depression kicked in, I lost contact completely with Henry and when I did have contact it was to protect the losers from him. I was miserable, absolutely miserable. Bill and I (maybe the rest of the losers I don't know) were not the same again.
A/N: I know this is a very short chapter but I couldn't write about Georgie's death. Also, no, Henry and Amber are not dating.
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Chasing him // Henry Bowers
Fanfiction(Not an X Reader!) Amber Kade would do anything and everything to keep her friends safe, but she also didn't know what she was getting herself into when she met Henry Bowers.
