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He Thinks He Likes Boys

2530 Maple Street, Hawkins, Indiana
Tuesday May 7th 1990
6:03pm

"What? No. What's wrong?"

"Nothing! For fuck sakes." He walked out of her room, going back into his own trying to calm his heart down. He fisted his hair taking in heavy breaths, till he remember... he had the others phone numbers.

He shot up and searched through both his desk and dresser drawers, not knowing where they are. Fuck, I fucking threw it away. He remembered accidentally doing that, think the paper was school notes. He dialled Max's number.

"Hello?" She asked.

"Max, do you have the others phone numbers?"

"Like from Derry?"

"Yes!"

"Yes, I do, is everything fine?"

"No, nothing is fine, can you give me one of their numbers?!"

"Sure, who's?"

"It doesn't matter!"

"Okay, sorry." She read out one of their numbers. "Rich is something wrong?"

"Yes! I think Eddie's mom is hurting him..."

"Oh... call me after you find out if he's okay."

"Yup, thanks Mayfield."

"No problem, bye."

"Bye."

He quickly hung up, before he pressed the numbers to this person.

"H-hello?"

"Billiam! How nice to hear from you!"

"Oh, hi R-Richie. Why are y-you calling?"

"Can you check on Eddie? Please?"

"I p-probably could, why?"

"I was phone with him, but I had to tell my dear ol' mom something so I left. I return to find sir Kaspbrak and his mommy yelling back and forth till he began to screech and his mother was telling him to take the pill." He spoke in and English accent.

"O-oh..." Bill's voice became very sad, like this has happened before. Like Richie had thought, he thought Sonia was just strict and yelled a lot.

"I remember him saying how he used to go to your humble home when he was a wee child, correct?"

"Yes, I'll g-go see if h-he's fine. Thanks f-for calling. I'll c-call you back."

"Thanks, Billy boy."

"Y-yup."

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134 Neibolt Street, Derry, Maine
Tuesday May 7th
6:39pm

Bill walked up the creaky porch steps that lead to the Kaspbrak household. He gently knocked on the door, hearing a loud, annoyed sigh from Sonia.

"Hello?" She asked, but her face softened when she saw the boy. "Oh, hello Bill."

As said before, Sonia loved Bill, she thought he and Stanley were the only good ones out of his friends. Of course she had never met Ben or Mike or she would've thought the same about those two. She never enjoyed Beverly, though. She always believed she was a slut, and she didn't want her to touch her son.

"Hello, Mrs. K-Kaspbrak. Is Eddie h-home?"

"He's in the shower."

Bill could read the lie in her eyes, he knew well enough that Eddie wasn't in the shower.