Ch. 21

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You quickly look at all your surroundings and put a hand up to your face before wiping your tears. That's not real. It's not real. Better yet, and Georgie is dead. No matter how much Bill says he's still alive. You slowly walk back upstairs slowly shaking trying not to hide it but Bill catches on quickly. "W-who was o-on the p-ph- f-fucking phone." Bill says angered by the fact that 'he thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees the ghosts' was no longer working with his P's or s's. "Nobody?" You say quickly trying to play it off, you glance over at Bill one more time before laying down and facing the wall. "You s-s-sure you don't want to talk about it?" He says standing up and putting a hand on your shoulder, but when you did you jumped slightly causing Bill to remove his hand quickly. "I'm fine I'm just~ cold." You say before pulling a cover over where he touched your shoulder. "I-im s-s-sorry if you're ups-set with me." He says before sitting down on his bed again while flicking off the light. It was quiet, real quiet in y'all's room, until you heard the front door open which probably signals it was your mom. As your assumptions you were right, as she yelled for a hello before heading off to her room to get changed. You and Bill saved some pizza for your mom so she wouldn't have to coolk her something to eat, because you know she's trying anything to provide for y'all.

Mike pov

I sat at my desk perfusicially reading over a book over the history in Derry. Derry wasn't like any other town, death rates went up 45% only kids every 37 years. (I'm using the old ITs time)

Mike flipped another page seeing the house that burned down on the same street as neighbolt house. A crackhead house as I'm Richie's terms. It shows a clown with a hose trying to put it out but laughing. You vividly shake your head as you try to get the thought out of your head of your parents burning for being strung out.

End of Mike pov

Mike sat there for a second before he heard screaming of "Mike! Help me!" and "Son! It burns! Help us Mikey!" Mike reaches his hand out to the door but shakes his head. It's trying to come at us before we kill IT he thought.

I hope y'all like this I'm tryna do more of the outcasts cuz I barely see stuff about them but yes they matter too :)!



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