Georgie sat on the end of Bill's bed. He had just gotten back from the whole boat incident and had recently got yelled at from his father. Georgie's yellow rain coat had been thrown on the floor with the walkie-talkie still in the pocket. He fiddled with his thumbs with his eyes slowly wondering to Bill. Bill had noticed this but decided to not say anything. His little brother wanted to talk but felt Bill would be to sick and maybe too angry. Georgie turns his attention towards the window and looks outside. It had gotten darker but it was still raining. The sound of the raindrops hitting the glass window was the only sound in the room. Bill couldn't stand the awkward silence between them anymore so he started to speak up.
"S-so," Bill started, 'W-what's with t-the s-s-silent t-treatment?"
Georgie didn't answer. He just looked down at his fiddling fingers.
"Georgie, y-you know y-you c-c-can tell me a-a-anything,"
The sickness in his little brother's stomach started to rise. He really didn't want to tell him that he lost that boat. Or what happened...
"Your really worrying m-me, Georgie," Bill stuttered.
Bill really wanted his brother to know that he loved him and could tell him anything. He hated when these things happened and it wasn't one of the first times. They were siblings...what do you expect? Bill pushes the blanket off of himself and swings his legs around to stand. He walks over to Georgie and sits next to him. He gently puts his hand on Georgie's back and slowly rubs it to soothe him.
"D-did something h-h-happen?" Bill asked.
"I lost the boat," Georgie cried.
Georgie sighed and let his fingers go. He turned his head towards Bill and bit his lip a slight.
"You r-really think I'd b-be angry a-at you for losing a p-p-paper boat?"
Georgie nodded slowly. Bill smiles and pulls him into a warm hug. Georgie is a little surprised at first but he decides to hug him back.
"It's o-okay," Bill said. "I c-can m-make you another o-one anyway,"
Georgie smiled and they stayed hugging for a while. Once they pulled apart, Bill got back into bed to heal up. Georgie had walked to his room with his raincoat dragging behind him. It left some water stains on some carpet he went across but he didn't really care. He had hanged it up in the closet and left it to drip onto the floor beneath. He was now laying in his bed looking up at the ceiling. His mind kept replaying the memory of that clown, Pennywise. There was something weird about him. The way he smiled, talked, laughed and just the fact he was in the sewer. He should have been in a circus somewhere. Maybe he was just messing with some people who walked past. There are hundreds of bullies in this town and Georgie knows his brother is a victim. 'Maybe he was just a really nice clown that was giving me my boat back and maybe offering me a nice balloon!' Georgie thought. He then thought of that again and shook that idea off. Yeah right. A nice little clown in the sewer giving children balloons. Sounds like something he'll sign up for (HA HA SARCASM). Georgie's eyelids start to get heavier. He can't stay awake much longer. He soon gives in and lets himself drift off to sleep.
But...what Georgie didn't know...was that someone was watching him right through the closet door.
(Sorry it wasn't long, I'm still trying to figure out how the story will end.)