IT: Chapter I - It Begins

The Projector

Lia's Pov
I had just arrived at home. My father wasn't home yet. I knew that because I didn't see his car in the driveway.,,Maybe Henry's not here as well.",I thought, quietly closing the door behind me as I had walked in a few seconds ago. Was I afraid of what he might say after the rock fight earlier? A little bit. Henry could be so unpredictable. Ok, coast seemed clear. I sighed relieved and walked upstairs. Thank God, Henry wasn't here! If he were, I would be yelled at and I really didn't like that. Especially from my family. Our father had... problems and was mad at Henry a lot. Whenever Henry did something stupid, our Dad would literally beat his ass and yell at him. I was my father's angel and he never did anything to me which I was so happy about. But it was probably thanks to Henry as well. Henry was always making sure that I was safe. It didn't matter who it was, but as long as I  was safe, Henry was happy that he full filled his job as an older brother. That was why I loved Henry and didn't understand why he wanted to be that bad guy, the bully, all the time.,,Maybe to look tough in front of others.",I thought and reached my room. I opened the door and walked in. What I didn't know was that someone was here.

,,Home already?",Henry asked, sitting on my bed with my diary on his lap. I gulped a little.,,Henry, I didn't know that you were here.",I said, looking everywhere but him. My brother chuckled a little. Why in the world did he have my diary?!,,Had enough of the losers? Didn't satisfy you?",he asked. What the fuck?!,,Henry, please, give me my diary.",I replied, standing there, frozen.,,You know, I thought that you'd be better. They aren't good enough for you. No one ever will because you're a little slut, just like Marsh.",he meant, standing up. My heart was pounding in my chest and I was afraid that it might jump out of my chest.,,You know that it's not true. In fact, these people are better than you will ever be!",I replied angrily which surprised me a little. Wasn't I supposed to be afraid of my brother? Well, there went my chance of just talking to him nicely.,,You think that I let you talk to me like that? And that rock fight. You shouldn't have started it.",Henry said, coming closer. Fuck!,,You would've killed them! Can't you accept that you're an asshole?",I spat, looking at him. His face was full of anger and hurt. The next thing I knew, was a slapping noise. My head turned to the side and I fell on the ground as I held my left cheek.,,You said that you would always have my back. But I guess that you're nothing but a worthless little slut.",he meant. Did that just happen? Henry just slapped me! I looked up at him with tears in my eyes before standing up.,,Screw you!",I spat and ran out of my room.,,Brat! Come back here!",Henry shouted, following me. However, by the time he caught up to me, I had already swung myself on my bike. Without looking back, I cycled away from my house...

Tears were running down my face as I was just continuing to cycle through the streets. Where the fuck should I go now? I didn't know where the others lived, apart from Bev.,,I might sleep on a bench.",I thought, sniffing. My cheek was hurting and I knew that there would be a bruise. My upper lip was bleeding as well. Yes, my brother had a good punch and slap. My vision had been a little blurry because of all the tears which was why I stopped and got off of my bike. I didn't really know where I was but I didn't care. It was cold and dark. I was alone, crying and sobbing. Thoughts were running through my head as I heard a sudden noise. It? Henry? His friends? My Dad? It could be anyone. I was mostly afraid of It and Henry right now. Those two, I really did not want to see at the moment.,,Lia? Is that you?",a familiar voice asked. I sighed relieved. It was Stan.

,,What are you doing out here?",I inquired, trying to sound normal.,,Watching birds... Weird I know. Hey, is everything alright?",Stan replied, coming a little closer.,,Yeah, why wouldn't it be?",I lied, avoiding any eye contact.,,What happened to your face?",he asked shocked when he took a look at my face. This was the moment when I broke down. I let my bike go which made it fall and walked to Stan. All I did was hug him tightly and sobbed. Stan was a little surprised but rubbed my back and tried to calm me down.,,I don't want to go home.",I said sobbing.,,Then don't. You can stay with me. My parents, hopefully, won't mind if you stayed the night.",he suggested. I nodded and we made our way to his house. Did I tell him what happened? No, because I didn't want to and he understood it. I was so thankful that I had met him before seeing my brother or worse It.