Chapter 3: Bill and Audra.
Bill was sitting on his front porch swing writing his latest novel when Audra brought him some tea.
"Billy, darling, you really should take a break and come eat something." Audra said with a growing concern in her voice.
This concern was something Bill was used to hearing when he was writing his novels. Audra wanted what was best for him, and that was sweet, but he needed to get his ideas down before they drifted away into what he liked to call the 'writers' abyss'.
Bill took in a deep breath before addressing his lover, he didn't want to come off as harsh.
"Audra, baby, you know that when I get ideas for the novel, I have to write them down right away. I promise I will take a break soon; I'm almost finished flushing out this chapter." He finished calmly, willing her to understand.
"Okay Bill, I understand you don't want your ideas to fall to the abyss." She said smiling.
Bill liked that Audra used his words, he liked that she listened to him.
He smiled at her and grabbed her hand before she could become too far out of his reach. She stopped and looked back at her husband, this loving and talented man she had been with for many years now.
"You can't leave without paying your fee for interrupting me." He said with the familiar sexy smirk Audra always went wild for.
Audra bent down to kiss Bill, when their lips touched it was like a fire had just been started in his veins. She deepened the kiss and by the time she pulled away they were both breathless and giggling like teenagers.
"Please tell me you're actually coming to bed tonight and not just writing the hours away." She said while catching her breath between giggles.
"That's a promise I can make, my beautiful one," He said while smiling. "But I need to get back to it or I will be here all night."
And with that Audra seemed to dissipate out of the room to give Bill the time and focus he needed to finish his latest novel. He had been working on this novel longer than any other book he had written. Part of that may be because he wanted to make sure to get everything right. He had finally had the strength to start writing about his childhood in Derry. He had talked with the losers' club to make sure that they would be okay with their likenesses becoming apart of his wicked writer's world and they had all agreed it was a story that needed shared. Bill was grateful for this because this story was one that he needed to get off of his shoulders and onto pages where people could really appreciate the horror they had all been through. This novel had been hard for Bill because he had to remember everything, right down to the day that Georgie had died. That was always something that stung, it didn't matter how many years had past, Georgie's memory was always bittersweet. Bill had finally come to terms with the fact that he didn't cause Georgie's death years ago, but he was still holding on to the fact that he was helpless to stop it.
"I don't have time for this right now." Bill said aloud to himself, knowing damn well he was the only one in the room. This was something Bill often did as he was writing, he found that talking himself through things tended to help in these situations.
"Focus Bill, you have things that need to be written." He said aloud as he realized that he was sitting here wasting time by talking to himself aloud. "Finish flushing this chapter and get some food." He reassuringly told himself hoping his body would respond to his command.
It was then that it hit Bill, it hit him like a freight train out of nowhere. He feverishly began writing the end to this chapter in Georgie's life once and for all. While it pained him to have to describe how his innocent young brother had been brutally murdered, he was surprised how easily the words seems to come to the page in front of him.
"I will make sure people know how you died Georgie." He whispered in the hushed voice he always used when he was talking with his brother since his death. "I'm going to make sure people remember your name." Bill said adamantly as he finished describing the horrific scene he had always imagined.
He took a deep breath before saving his work and closing his laptop for the night, at least he hoped. He knew Audra was waiting for him and her lovely presence would help to soothe his soul, something she had done since he had met her. Bill put his laptop in his bag and rose from the table to head inside. He stretched and took one more deep breath to clear his mind before he strolled into the house to be with the woman whom he loved so deeply. Bill felt blessed to finally be at this point in his life, things finally felt right. And that was a feeling Bill would know for a while but should have known wouldn't last.