"WELCOME TO THE LOSERS CLUB" ▶ MIKE HANLON ◀

(vi) Strange Things Come Upon Us

I was in my room playing the keyboard and being bland. Hearing the phone ring, I got up to go get it, since most of the calls are for me anyway. It's not like Ernest and Olivia care.

I grabbed the phone off the wall. "Hello?" I responded. No one answered. "Hello?" I repeated.

"May you please stop playing with me? I didn't answer for nothing." I said. They're making it seem like I'm talking to myself.

"Come outside." An eerie voice spoke.

"I wouldn't be dumb enough to do that, uh... person." I really don't know who this is.

"Come, June. I have somethin' for ya." It spoke again.

"I have no time for this bullshit." I muttered and hung up the phone.

Then, the phone rang again. I got it. "Hello?"

"Oh, June. How sweet of you to know it was me again and still answer. You aren't dumb enough to go outside and see me, but you are dumb enough to answer my call." The person cackled.

"You're creeping me out." I hung up the phone.

Before I left to go outside and meet up with them, the phone rang. Ugh! I stomped my way to the phone.

"Listen here, little bitch! I don't know how you got this number, but I am not about to play with you! STAY OFF OF MY LINE!" I slammed the phone.

Then I decided to meet up with the rest of the group at Beverly's house because she said she had an emergency. I went outside, got my bike, and went off.

As I was riding my bike, I saw a figure. It was coming closer to my direction, but I ignored it. I looked closer and it was a creepy looking clown. It had blood all over its costume.

"Helloooo." It greeted me. Their voice sounded familiar. I instantly knew who that was. The person who was fucking with me on the phone!

I didn't know if I should get infuriated with them or not.

"Hey, you're that person who was joking around on the phone." I snarled.

"I don't know what you're talking about." They replied.

"Yes, you do."

It came closer to where we were face to face. "Now, June. That's no way to talk to an adult."

"An adult that entertains kids and does prank calls? I can talk to you in any way. You're a joke. Besides, how do you know my name?"

"I have my ways and I sure can show you." He pulled my shirt. I roughly pushed his dirty hands off of me.

"Get the hell away from me. What is wrong with you?" I rode away from them.

"June." I heard a voice say. I turned around and it was nobody, and I notice that the clown was gone. That sounded just like their voice, but where is it coming from?

They called my name again. I rode faster, but then a rough wind pushed me off my bike. I fell face first onto the ground. Didn't hurt a bit. Then I got back on my bike and kept on riding til I made it to Beverly's house.

When I made it, all them were there. They looked at me with dead silence. I gave them a questioning look.

"Is it me? Was I 'late' or something?" I asked putting quote fingers for late.

"No." Beverly responded. "Just come in. I have a problem."

We all went into her house and she led us to the bathroom. Holy shit. It's full of blood. I had so many questions to ask.

"I tried showing my dad, but he doesn't see anything at all. I'm worried." Beverly spoke.

"I don't get why we're the only ones that can see it." I said.

"May you guys help me clean this?" She asked. We agreed to help.

While we were cleaning, it was full of silence. No one said a single word. It took about half an hour, but we did a good job.

I was about to leave when I saw Beverly and Bill talking in the bathroom. At least they're enjoying themselves, not not only that. Ben looked upset.

I asked him if he was alright and he said he was fine. I still don't feel like he is, but I'll leave it alone. Don't wanna get in his personal feelings that much.

After that, I went outside to see how Richie was doing. "Hey." I said. "Sup, curls." He responds.

"Nothing much. There's something strange in Bev's house. That's all."

"What is it?"

"There was a shitload of blood in her bathroom and her dad claims that he didn't see anything. I still don't get how we're the only ones to see it."

"He probably doesn't want to hear about his daughter's time of the month, if ya know what I mean."

"Very funny, Trashmouth." Someone said from behind me. I turned and it was Eddie with Stan and Ben behind him. Bill and Beverly still must be talking.

I kinda figure out why they call him that. His mouth. Yeah, he talks too much, but he's hilarious.

"Yeah, Rich. I'm being serious." I spoke. "See you guys later." I started to get o my bike until Stan ran up to me.

"June." He called.

"Yes?" I replied.

"Thanks."

"For what?"

"Becoming friends with us and not thinking that we're weird or anything like that."

"No problem, Stan. Just know we go through the same things and that's why we're all here as a group." I gave him a warm smile, patted him on the shoulder, and left.