it imagines.

bill

this one is kinda different. idk you'll see

[bill's pov]

it's been three years.

three years and twenty-six days, if i'm being accurate.

there are some days i see her still. in her happiest state, at least. her sparkling eyes and her glowing hair blowing in the light derry wind. i see her with ice cream on her nose and splattered all over her shirt cause of me. she'd be mad at me, but she'd still throw her head back and laugh.

that damned smile. every time i saw it, i swear to god i fell in love with her over and over and OVER again.

and her bravery. man, if she spotted henry bowers harassing anybody, she'd walk right over to him, no matter how much i pleaded her not to. hands on her hips and everything. she'd chew him out and hit him as hard as she could.

her bravery is exactly what killed her. i remember it all so clearly.

fighting against that demon. she was yelling so loudly and hitting it as hard as she could with her tire pipe. she was small enough to quickly jump out of it's reach when it tried to hurt her. she found it quite amusing, and she was the only one laughing. she always did find everything funny.

it all happened within one brief moment.

she looked at me for a second, blood running down her forehead, to check if i was ok. she had let her guard down for a single second. but it was still too long.

pennywise picked her up and hurled her away, and she hit the wall hard. i heard all the bones in her body snap and break.

screaming, i dropped everything and ran towards her. i gathered her already lifeless body in my shaking arms. i looked at her once gorgeous eyes, now glazed over, and her hair was all matted and filled with dirt.

i kissed her cheek, my tears falling onto her still face.

just like now. i knelt over her grave and let the tears hit the headstone, laying her favorite flowers on top of it.

"i m-miss you so m-m-much, y-y/n."