【sick sad world】
I feel tears running down face. "bill" I say in a frail voice. he grabs my hand "im sorry" he says.
I wake up in a cold sweat. again. ive been having the same dream over and over again. I loved bill but he left me. maybe I just wasn't good enough. ill never know. I look at my alarm clock. shit, shit, shit. school starts in 10 minutes, im gonna be late on my first day. I run to my bathroom I brush my teeth as fast as I can and I wash my face. I run to my closet and see the first 2 things that match. I end up with something looking like this.
not too shabby. "morning mom" i say rushing out the door grabbing my back pack and a granola bar on the way. "what the hell took you so long" I hear a voice say from behind me. richie toizer. my best friend since diapers. "sorry slept in" I reply. "ya no shit" he says putting his arm around my shoulder. "your lucky you have a friend like me". "and why is that" I say taking a bite from the granola bar. "other people would have bolted by now" he said slithering his arm off of me. "hey richie, is that stan" I say pointing forward completely disregarding what he said before. we both sprint toward stan. "hey" I said out of breath. "hello?" I say walking in front of him. he takes out his earbuds "oh hi" he says with a smile. "watcha listening to" I say taking out one of his earbuds and putting them in. "take on me" I say. I give him back the earbud because we have arrived at school. this is it first day of high school. I sigh and I walk toward the door. "oh hi Eddie" I say after I see Eddie at his locker. "hey y/n". I run to the office to get my locker number. "hi mrs. johnson" i say "hello y/n; your here for your locker number?" she asks. "yes mam" I say with a smile. she hands me a paper with my name and info on it. in the middle there is the number 56.
56.
(bill's pov)
"h-hello, m-mrs. juh-johnson" I say. "good morning bill, here for your locker number?" she asks me. "y-yes" I reply. she slides me a small piece of paper. it says 55.
55.
(y/n's pov)
I walk to my empty locker. I make the combination the day I met my best friends richie and stan because we are the only ones that know that. 8/9/81. i close my locker and I swear on my life god is playing games I swear. I see bill and he sees me all I can do is blush it was like I couldn't move. I just stood there. his voice snaps me back into reality. "uh hi y/n" he says scratching the back of his neck. "hi" I say. suddenly the bell rings. saved by the bell. I run to my first class books in hand. I look at my schedule: drama. I ran to a seat next to richie. "I have a fucking locker next to bill fucking denbrough" I whisper scream at him, since i know bill also has this class with me. "Jesus calm down" he said motioning his hands downwards. "hello class" we all hear mrs. harrison said. me and richie bolt up. richie sits behind me. "today we are gonna start with a quick ice breaker" she says smiling. we move the desks and chairs to the back of the class. the drama room is basically an old garage so the floors aren't tile and there is teal garage doors. we all sit in a circle i sit next to stan and richie. we all go around and say our names and one thing we like. I am at the close to then end thankfully.
(timeskip)
"uh im stan, and I really like bird watching" stan says clearly uncomfortably. "shit well I guess its me" I say standing up. "language miss y/l/n" the teacher says staring me down. "well hi my name is y/n, and I really like horror movies". I sit back down and I see bill staring at me from across the room. I blush at little, but I know we are over.
he doesn't like me.
(bill's pov)
I find myself staring at y/n from across the room. after me and y/n broke up the whole losers club fell apart. bev moved away because of her abusive father. Eddie found new friends and of course richie and stan picked y/n over me. I never stoped loving her. but I just couldn't handle everything. I miss her so much but I know we are over.
she probably hates me.
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𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔤 ~ bill denbrough
Fanfictionafter niebolt bill thought that it was best for him and y/n to break up. but after school starts up again he knows we has made a huge mistake