love ; bill denbrough

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Cass

Eventually I did wake up again, but this time not in the confines of Henry's cool, quiet car. I was in a hospital stretcher being wheeled through a luminescent corridor. There was shouting, running and there was my friends. "Bill." I tried to talk through the oxygen mask. He seemed to notice, but the doctors around me didn't let him through to me as they swiftly wheeled me down a corridor. I saw no Henry, and I couldn't ask for him because before I knew it I was pumped with a strong anaesthesia, being forced into sleep once again. The last thing I saw was my friends, stopping dead in their tracks as we were separated by a huge set of no entry doors.

Then I woke up again. Feeling better? Yes. Desperate to stay awake long enough to talk to my friends? Absolutely. Doped up so much I couldn't feel my legs? Hell yeah.

"Bill." He jumped from his seat, so did the rest of my friends.

"I'm here." He smiled. "I'm here. You're b-back. We were all sc-sc-scared you wouldn't b-be."

"Me too." I sighed out of relief. "I love you, Bill."

"I love you t-too." He pressed a slight kiss to my lips, we were never ones to show off our relationship in front of everyone, especially not our friends.

"What about me?" Eddie joked, leaning in with a pout. 

"Not so fast, spaghetti." Everyone laughed. "Where is Richie?" I asked.

"He's um, he's really t-t-torn up. Devastated. Last I saw of him he was c-crying to your mother in the parking lot. He hasn't eaten an-nything since what happened." Bill informed. "None of us have r-really."

"How long?"

"3 days, but they st-stitched you up which was kinda a tough j-job. Missed all major organs, pretty much j-j-just a gash through your side they s-said." I closed my eyes as he stroked my hair.

"Where's Henry?"

"He's gone." Eddie answered. "He's gone and you don't ever have to worry about that asshole again."

"No Eds, he saved me. Henry saved me."

"Henry saved you?" Mike asked. "The police caught Henry with you in the back of his car passed out." 

"He was bringing me here," I panicked, Henry didn't deserve trouble after all he'd done. "He shouldn't be in trouble."

"The police, they blame him for all of the kids. He killed his own father." Bev placed a hand on my forearm, probably attempting to make me feel better but it did anything but. Whether it was the drip I'd been feeding off of for the last 3 days or the feeling of guilt eating away at me, my stomach turned. "We have to save him, you guys have to believe me. He can't go to prison, he can't take the blame for those kids, especially not for Teddy and Georgie. That's not justice." 

They all shared glances at the mention of mine and Bill's brothers, as if they knew something I didn't. "Anything you guys wanna tell me?" 

"Well, we didn't want you to j-jump up immediately and risk your w-w-wound reopening but, authorities thought that Henry was to b-lame for all of the kids, because T-Teddy and Georgie said they s-saw Henry in the sewers."

"Teddy and Georgie? Am I the one doped up or is it you guys." My eyes were wide as I scanned the room. They all seemed serious.

"Cass, they're alive. Alive and w-well even. We think h-he," Bill shuddered at the mention of Pennywise. "He kept them alive to lure us in, his f-final trick. They weren't scared of him, not sc-scared enough at least, so what better way to get them scared than k-k-killing us all together. M-make them watch us d-d-die first."