Mika sat on her bed rocking back and forth her mind racing. Was what Pennywise said true? That if she sleeps with the new one she could go home? But sleeping with a clown was so gross! For all Mika knew if she went through with it she'd be dead and the child would burst through her chest like in Alien.
"Muh-muh-Mika?" Bill called slowly entering their shared room. He watched her look up at him confused. "Are-are you alri-alright?" Ever since they got home from the hospital she's been cooped up in the room keeping to herself. She wasn't acting like herself.
She wasn't acting mean to him and she wasn't asking him random questions like a few months ago but now she was terrified of her own shadow! What was going on with her? Something happened in that hospital room but she never told him.
What was he supposed to do? He couldn't talk to his parents about it. They were barely talking to him now and when they did his dad was always yelling at him. Mika was the only one he could actually talk to. She was the only one in this family who made him believe everything was okay.
"Yeah I'm fine I just…" she paused trying to figure out how to say something when she just shook her head. "Forget it, it's nothing important." She slowly relaxed herself uncurling from her balled position. Her eyes locked on her toes. "I'm sorry I'm not acting myself." She apologized moving off her bed and stretching.
"What do you wanna do?"
Bill started to fidget with his fingers as he looked away "Cou-Could you h-help muh-muh-me with my ha-ha-homewor-work?"
"Yeah no problem," she wrapped her arm around Bills shoulder walking with him down the stairs past their mother sitting on the couch staring blankly at the tv. She didn't even notice they had walked past her.
It kind of pissed her off that Sharon didn't do anything to care for her living children or before she came to this universe she hated watching how all the parents in this story were all horrible. Zack was always yelling at Bill for no reason and Sharon snapped and just stormed off whenever someone said anything about Georgie.
Okay sure it made sense that she was like this. She was a mother and she lost her child. Her youngest. It kills parents when it happens. Mika shouldn't judge her but it still just made her so mad when she just ignored Bill. She completely forgets that Bill exists. Sharon needed to go to a meeting and talk to other parents who lost their children.
Mika sighed looking over Bills homework and started the tutoring process. The two sat next to each other Mika explaining how to do everything to the best of her ability. Bill would nod and asked his questions but eventually got the hang of it.
He had no problem with English or Math. Science and History were his major problems. She didn't know much about science but with the textbook out the two found the answers fairly quickly. In history Bill read the questions and Mika would answer some that she knew and why things happened. It also helped that Mika was a huge History nerd.
History was so cool!
It took Bill two hours to finish his homework nearing dinner time. Zach had come home and just went to his office and locked the door. Sharon was nowhere in sight. "Think you can finish up?"
"Ye-Yeah." Mika leaned over placing a kiss on his forehead and walking into the kitchen, searching through the cabinets pulling out a can of corn and green beans then searching the fridge for some bacon. Maybe some of Mama's Succotash, mashed potatoes, and some pork chops for dinner? Something she's been craving for a while now that wasn't just instant. Plus she had to help raise this growing boy.
Mika started humming to herself Five Nights at Freddy's the musical Night One. For some reason the songs were stuck in her head and all she wanted to do was watch the musical. Man she missed YouTube. She could be watching the musical now as she cooked. Her arm stung stung whenever she moved her wrist but it wasn't a horrible painful ache it was more of a dull throb that wouldn't go away. A pleasant annoyance.
Her humming stopped when she heard the distant thump of someone walking nearby. The Basement door creaked open sending shivers down her spine. Please don't let there be a clown down there. Please don't let it start up yet. School wasn't out yet. She only had two months left till school would be done and she wasn't ready to go up against this clown yet. "What's for dinner?"
Mika let out a sharp scream her wooden spatula flying out of her hand and hitting the ceiling. Spinning around she started terrified at Zack. What was he doing out of his office? He never leaves his office until dinner's ready?! "Dad!" Mika gasped clutching her chest terrified. Quickly turning off the stove she kept her eye on her father uneasily.
Zack shook his head picking up the spatula and placing it in the sink. "Thank you for making dinner Mika." He walked over towards the stove looking at the pot and pans steaming away. "I know things haven't been easiest these past few months but I really appreciate it. Helping out more around the house, helping Bill with his homework. It means a lot to us."
Mika frowned fidgeting with her bandages "Things aren't going to change." Mika muttered softly to herself staring at the floor. "It'll only get worse." Zack didn't respond he just pulled the girl in for a hug resting his chin on her head. He ran his fingers through her long brown hair and pulled away. Looking down at her with tears in his eyes.
He moved back a step and brought her arm up so that he could look over the damage. Mika couldn't understand why he wasn't showing Bill any affection when she was fine. She grieved, she didn't need any special treatment.
Mika hissed feeling the bandage rip the scabs off her arm. They weren't large flesh ripping bites, they were already healing but there were five large puncture holes in total. And dark purple bruising around the puncture holes. It looked like it hurt. "Do you remember what happened to that dog?"
"No."
Zack looked up at the girl in front of him standing to get her medical supplies. "Sheriff Bowers is on the lookout for a large aggressive dog."
Mika's eyes widen in shock. "No! He can't do that!" She screamed backing away from the table tears starting to form in her eyes. Zack was confused a vicious dog attacked his daughter and she was worried for the dog?
"Mika, the dog could be rabid. It could have hurt someone else." He tried to reason with her "You want the same dog that did that to you to hurt someone else? The dog needs to be put down."
"No! It's not like he meant to! Something scared him and I was just there. You can't put a dog down because of that!" She had to get to Bowers house. She had to talk to reason with the man. Frantically she rushed out of the house running till it got dark. She ran and ran, not knowing where to go. She had never been to Henry's house before and was starting to get lost. Her mind racing. She didn't want to be the reason behind a random dog being killed. She didn't tell anyone that it was a dog in the first place, fearing that this might happen.
"Hey Denbrough what are you doing over this way?" Henry. Henry! She skidded to a stop staring at the boy wide eyed rushing to him. Henry was surprised to see the frantic girl rushing towards him. He had just walked out of his house after making sure his dad was asleep to get some fresh air when he saw her running around, checking mailboxes, and cursing at herself, and running again. He never expected her to grip onto the front of his shirt, panting and terrified. He never expected her to come to him for something.
"Your dad!" She gasped gripping his shirt tighter "He didn't hurt any dogs did he?" Was she seriously asking him if his dad hurt a dog? Thats why she was so scared? Oh god this was hilarious.
Henry shrugged gripping her wrists and prying her shaking hands off his already stretched out shirt. "He might have; said it was top priority to kill some mutt that was biting civilians." Glancing down he was sure she was the only one who actually got bit by a dog. "Probably for the best. Is that all?"
Mika felt her blood run cold. She helped kill an innocent dog? She killed an innocent dog. Some little creature that could have lived the rest of its life happy and relaxed just exploring and getting random pets from good people. "You're not seriously going to cry over some dumn dead mutt."
She fell to her knees feeling the rough concrete dig into the skin of her knees. What has she done. Henry thought some things over while Mika cried on the ground. An idea smacking him in the head as he grabbed her non damaged hand. "Come with me,"
He whispered softly trying to haul the girl to her feet. "Why?" she whispered feeling empty inside . That didn't stop her from getting up though, she blindly walked behind Henry Bowers down the road. She was surprised that his lackies weren't with him for once.
They walked up a long gravel driveway to a decent looking house. "Just be quite alright?" she stared at him confused as he walked inside. The TV in the living room shed some light on the passed out cop in the lazy boy chair. She must be inside his house. Inside the floor was littered with beer cans and smelled of cigarette smoke. Glancing back at Henry he put a finger to his lips as the two manuvored over the mess and up the stairs.
They walked slowly up the stairs until they reached a small bedroom. Henry flipped the light on, there was no doubt in her mind that this was Henry's room. There were clothes thrown around the room but no dressers. Henry kicked his shoes off to the side of the room nodding for her to do the same. On the makeshift dresser side table there was a tube of cream. Something she guessed was for when he got hit.
Slowly slipping out of her shoes she just realized how badly her legs hurt. She must have really fucked herself over when she was running around earlier. And the day before that. It seems that almost every day she was running around somewhere.
Henry tugged on her hand leading her towards his bed. He let go sitting down and getting himself comfy while Mika looked around his room. He never really had a girl in his room, he didn't know if he should feel self conscious or feel prideful knowing he got her up here. "Do you wanna sit?"
Tentatively, she moved forward and sat on the edge of the bed. At least that got her closer. She didn't know what was going to happen, was he going to sleep with her? Were they going to talk? Sure she heard of stories where Henry Bowers was actually a cool guy and nice to be around but that's just it. Stories. She didn't know how this Henry Bowers was going to act.
"So you're upset because my dad killed a dog?" She shrugged her shoulders staring at her feet. "Thats pretty pathetic if you ask me."
"No animal should die because of me. I didn't tell the doctor it was a dog for a reason." Henry shrugged sitting back up so that he was at her height. He was staring at her, studying her. He was probably thinking if he listened to her speak he'd get some action.
"Pretty stupid if you ask me." She sent him a glare, Henry didn't seem fazed though. "Thats a dog bite, Even if you don't tell them what bit you, the doctor's know it'll be a dog." Mika cringed bringing her knees to her chest burying her face away. She knew he was right, funny Henry Bowers being right was something she never thought she'd say. "I don't see why you're getting so emotional about some dog."
Looking up she faced him fully, fully sitting on his lumpy queen sized mattress "He got spooked and was protecting himself, the pup could have done a lot more damage than he did, when he bit me...I didn't fight it, I just...I just pet his head and told him it's okay and that seemed to make him let go...he ran off after that. The dog was just scared and alone and he didn't deserve to die."
She felt a yank on her arm pulling her forward into his chest."Thats stupid." Mika's face erupted in flames feeling his warm chest under her cheek. What was he doing? Was he trying to make a move? His hand moved up and tangled into her long brown locks. "If you get bit you don't pet the thing, you beat it till it's dead or unconscious."
His arm locked her in place on him. This was so weird, she heard his heart pounding in his chest. "Henry…?"
He gripped her tighter "What?" he grumbled, glaring at the wall.
"What are you doing?" he yanked her head to the side while pushing her onto her back with his free hand, he heard her soft hiss when he yanked on her hair. He shifted his body so that he was lying on top of her, his jeans were starting to feel tight resting between her legs. What was he doing? Even he didn't know.
"Wouldn't you like to know." He had to admit, she looked pretty attractive with her hair in a mess, her faces so red, and the way her eyes never left him. She looked like she wanted him to kiss her but at the same time she was scared. He felt her soft breasts pressed up against his chest, if he looked down he could see just how big they really were.
Raking his eyes up he caught sight of her lips. Parted and chapped but captivating all the same. Could he get away with it? Probably, she wasn't that strong and she is his girlfriend even though they never agreed on that. But maybe having a girlfriend could be a good thing. Not like she has any say in the subject. "Henry?" there must have been this magic pull from her voice but the next thing Henry knew he was receiving his first kiss. At the ripe age of fifteen Henry Bowers had finally gotten his first kiss.
Well again spur of the moment idea. I'm sorry it's shorter than the last chapter but I have to start writing on my phone and I don't know how many pages but I'll try to get more tomorrow at work before I start my new job. Once I start that one I won't be able to update as much as I'd like, I'm not even sure when I'll be able to write. But until the 19th of August I'll keep writing as much as I can.