Chapter 8

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Bill Point of view
I wake up more tired than I was before so I decided just to lie in my bed. I took my notebook and I look at my drawings. One of Georgie, one of my family, whole and happy, Beverly. I start another drawing, this one is going to represent my friends. I draw everyone I love. I feel like they won't leave this notebook.
I just don't want to be alone. After I draw them I went outside to my bike to do a ride. I saw Richie outside his house, crying.
" What happened? " I asked him.
" Eddie's mom found out about us, Henry told her. I will never see him again." He responded with a voice cracking. " Anyway, why were you crying ?" he asked me.
" S-she to-told mom the rumors about Bev. My mom forbade me to stay with her." I cried.
" I know this is going to be right. I have hope. We just need to be more careful where we met. " 
" Ye-yeah" I replied sadly.
I returned home. The food was waiting for me on my table. My parents weren't there. I ate alone like always since that unfortunate event.
" Hey, Bill, how are you?" My mom asked like nothing happened yesterday.
" Fine." I responded.
After I ate I put my plate in the sink. I washed it and I went into my room. I hear my parents talking about me.
" Do you think I overreacted yesterday with Bill?"
" He's a child. He shouldn't be dating at this age." dad said.
" Yeah, I know, but I should have told him nicer and you shouldn't have slapped him."
" He shouldn't have to talk about Georgie, he knows how it affects us."
" Georgie's passing took a big part of Bill too."

I fell asleep then. It was pretty late. Today was a better day.

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