Every Breathe You Take

Penny's little girl

Richie comes back down the stairs glaring at me as i crack up laughing again. 

“Sorry” I spit out. 

He sits farther away from me. Not sparing me another glance. 

I roll my eyes looking at the whole group. 

“Aw, shit. I'll miss you assholes.” I say weakly.

“Wait! Why can't you just move in with me? My parents need another kid in their life after.. Georgie” Bill said fading out when he said Georgie. 

The others start to agree. 

“You would have to talk to your parents and they would have to show they can take care of me” I scratch my arm. 

There was a long stretch of silence. 

Slowly all losers had to leave. 

Stan had to practice for his reading. 

Eddie needed to be home before his mom freaked out. Same for Beverly and her dad. 

Mike had to go back to the farm to help his grandfather. 

Ben had to return a overdue library book. 

Bill's mother wanted him home before 4 and it was already 3:30. 

And Richie needed to leave for reasons he wouldn't say. 

It was only 4 and was already alone again. 

Started to clean and pack up my dad's stuff. I started with his shirts. All his shirts were covered with flowers. I kept a couple of them but there was to much to keep them all. 

I took his favorite blue one and the black one i always asked for he never let me wear. 

He always wanted me to wear bright colors, just like mom.

A packed a bunch for the place there gonna 

I couldn’t decide on whether keeping them all or just some of them. I went toward our old record player. I picked a record and carefully placed it. 

Claire de lune. 

His favorite. I’m keeping all of his old records. He loved classical music. He spend over 5 hundred dollars to go to a musical with me. Thats where he bought most of the music. 

He had told me that’s how him and mom met. Through their love for music. As i put little pieces of our living room in a box, i came across a hind picture of Mom. 

It was under the lamp i was never allowed to turn on. It was her and dad. Looked like it was straight out of college and they were holding a baby. They looked so happy. I don’t understand why she left. She left after i turned one. In the worst possible way. 

I lost my family. All of it gone. No person to take care of me and i might not get another one. 

I don’t even think Bill’s mom would want me. 

My thoughts are cut off but the music completely stopping. 

The song hasn’t even ended. I turn and look toward the player. 

“Hello?” I call out. I get nothing but silence in return. 

“If your that fucking clown bitch, get the fuck out! You killed him! I know you did!”         

I scream. My anger getting the best of me. 

I hear a very creepy laugh coming from behind me. I speed around but of course there's nothing there. 

“if you gonna keep playing games, just fucking kill me. Only if you're not scared, Pennybitch” 

“I fucking hate you. You took my only piece of family away. You fucking suck.” 

*Click* 

“Fuck! Power’s out. That’s not gonna scare me you little cunt!”

“How sad” I hear his deep voice. 

“Show yourself, bitch!”

In three seconds I'm held against the wall by my shirt. 

He laughed a big laugh and his dirty fingers digged into my skin drawing blood that i couldn't see but feel. 

"You'll make a great helper" His groggy voice said. 

"I hate you" I yelled in his face. 

His held a fake  hurt expression before i passed out. 

“ HEY ASS HAT-” 

“Shut up Richie!”

“Eddie just leave him-” 

“My mom will have an Aneurysm, if she finds out were here!” 

“Eddie! Just calm down! Your screaming is gonna wake her up you idiot!” 

“Richie just please-” 

“ Do not Fucking Touch Me!” 

“ShUt uP!” I yelled as i grab whoevers arm that was next to me and squeezed it.

“ Ow!”