Bill's point of view
I am walking with Bev in our town. Derry is a boring town now, people here believe the rumors about Bev, which were spread by Henry Bowers. I want to make Bev feel special and by that, I mean that I want her to feel loved and appreciated.
Her wellbeing is my priority. I know that I am only 13 and I have high hopes that our love won't fade as we grow older, but present needs to be lived, and I am not spending my present worrying about tomorrow.
I will correct my stutter soon. My parents are still mad at me for this. I didn't know that it's still my fault for this stutter. They don't really care about me and since Georgie died, everything is different. It feels like our happiness died with him. I eat alone every day.
I clean the house every day because my mom got sick. My father is mad at me and I don't see the reason. I try to make these thoughts go away, but I can't. I feel so alone in my own house. I blame myself for his death and for my mom's sickness.
" Bill, what happened?" I hear a voice calling me. I noticed that it was Bev was hugging me.
"N-n-nothing, j-j-just thinking. Don't worry about me. I am fine." I lied and I tried to hide the lie with a smile.
" Billy, you can't lie to me." She replied. I started to cry as I heard how she called me.
" My home life is hard since he-he's gone. G-Georgie w-was the happiest boy I ha-have ever met. My m-mom is v-very s-sick." I struggled to say.
" You can always talk to me when you feel bad or overwhelmed by this. You don't have to do this alone. We can do it together. I am sure that your mother will be cured and you will start a new life. "
" T-thank you, Bev."
" Don't thank your girlfriend for loving you. You are so important to me, Bill. You have no idea." she kissed my cheek and hugged me again.
