Y/N woke up the next morning with a sinking feeling in her stomach. It was as if her internal radar was going off, telling her that something was wrong. It reminded her of the last time she woke up feeling like that, years ago when her best friend Will Byers had been taken by a demogorgon.

Her hands were gripping onto her sheets as she slowly sat up in bed. There were obvious bags under her eyes from the little amount of sleep she got last night and her skin was still pale as could be. The only thing she could think about was what had happened last night. There was no way it was real. It couldn't be.

It took a lot of convincing to finally get herself to get up out of bed, and even then, she walked around her room hesitantly, Bill's jacket wrapped tight around her body as she looked around as if something were going to jump out and grab her.

Getting ready for the day took a lot longer than she expected. Y/N just couldn't stop herself from jumping at every single noise she heard and she kept dropping things because of how shaky her hands were. Finally she managed to get her hair up into a ponytail that didn't look like a five year old did it and she had tossed on a pale yellow dress and Bill's jacket before heading downstairs.

She was quiet at breakfast that morning, but her parents didn't question her. But if she was being honest, the concerned stares she could feel being sent in her direction were words.

Not being able to take her parents' concerned looks any longer, Y/N took one last bite of her piece of toast before putting her dishes away. She quickly kissed each her parents' cheeks in goodbye before heading out the door, not bothering to actually say goodbye or wait for a response from her parents.

At the sound of the door opening, Bill Denbrough instantly straightened up and looked down at his outfit one last time to make sure he looked decent before glancing over in Y/N's direction. Just like always, he found himself smiling a goofy grin And leaning against his bike as he looked at the girl, only this time, his face was red because of the fact that she was wearing his jacket. That she chose to wear his jacket.

Bill didn't realize just how much he was leaning against his bike until the wheel shifted and he fell over. Y/N looked up at that and her eyes widened at the sight of Bill tangled up on the ground with his bike.

"Bill?" Y/N asked in a worried tone as she hurried over to the boy. "Are you okay?"

"I-I-I'm fine," Bill assured her, his face red from embarrassment. He shyly glanced up at the girl to see her trying to hide a smile as she held her hand out for him. Bill smiled softly and took her hand before she helped him up onto his feet.

Bill stumbled a little bit as he tried to catch his footing and his breath hitched in his throat when he stumbled into Y/N, the two so close that he could feel her breath fanning his face. He felt his face heat up even more and he stared at Y/N with wide eyes.

He couldn't stop himself from admiring her, but that was when he began to notice just how disheveled she looked with her hair was just a little messier than usual, small dark circle under her eyes, her skin the palest he had ever seen, her hands shaking slightly in his grip, and the tiniest hint of fear evident in her eyes. She gave him a tiny smile and Bill could tell it was partially forced.

Bill blinked before reaching a hand up to tuck a small piece of hair behind her ear. "Are you okay?" He asked, his eyes flickering over her face as he tried to read her.

Was she not feeling well? No, that couldn't be. She wouldn't look so scared if she was sick. Had something happened? No, he had been the last one to see her last night except for her parents, but her parents didn't seem like the type that would cause their daughter to fear them.

Y/N paled even more if that was even possible and the hand that was still holding onto Bill's shook just a little bit more. "W-W-What?" She asked.

Bill frowned a little and titled his head in curiosity, wondering why she was acting so weird. "Are you okay?" He asked again.

Her mouth opened and closed for a moment before she abruptly pulled away from Bill and began to walk over to her bike. "I'm fine," she assured him before she got onto her bike. "Come on. We're going to be late if we stand here any longer and I would rather not have Richie making fun of my dumbass for being late."

Then, before Bill could say anything, Y/N had started to pedal away. Bill stood there for a moment with a confused look on his face before he shook his head and got onto his bike. It took him only a matter of seconds to catch up to the girl and even then he couldn't take his eyes off of her.

Something was obviously wrong. Not only was there the fact that she looked frightened, but she had just lied to his face about them being late when she knew very well that they always got to school thirty minutes early so that they could hang out before class started. Something was bothering her and if something was bothering Y/N, then that meant it was bothering Bill too.

Bill was going to find out what was wrong one way or another, but when he did, he was going to wish that he hadn't.

- - -

Y/N was extremely quiet at school that day, so quiet in fact that even Richie was unsettled by the way she was acting. Richie had even tried cracking some jokes at lunch in an attempt to get Y/N to smile or spat some rebuttal back at him, but all she could muster was a forced unenthusiastic laugh that had the Losers' Club all looking at each other confused.

Eddie had been about to ask Y/N what was wrong, but one look from Bill had him clamping his mouth shut and turning his attention back to his lunch. Bill had seen the way Y/N blew up this morning when he had asked her what was wrong and he didn't want to know what would happen if they all ended up asking her.

Despite her mood, Y/N still agreed to go with the Losers to the quarry where they were going to meet up with Mike. However, as they rode away from school and to their usual hangout, Y/N made sure to pull towards the front of the pack and away from the others.

"Okay, what's wrong with your girlfriend?" Richie asked as he tore his gaze away from Y/N to look at Bill.

Bill reddened slightly before muttering, "She's not my girlfriend." He then looked over at Y/N and shrugged. "I don't know what's wrong. She's been this way since I met up with her this morning. I tried asking her what was wrong but all she did was blow up on me, get on her bike, and then head off to school."

"Something is obviously bothering her," Beverly said as she looked at her friend. "I saw her go into the bathroom earlier today and went to go check up on her and found her on the midst of a panic attack. She wouldn't even let me help her, just grabbed her things and said she had to get back to class before she practically ran out of there."

"Yeah, she's been acting strange all day. Some kid dropped his textbook in the library today and I swear she jumped like three feet off the ground before looking around like something was following her," Ben told them.

"You think something happened to her?" Stan asked. The others shrugged and Stan took the time to glance at Bill. "You were with her last, Bill. Did anything happen on the way home?"

"N-N-No. I just d-d-dropped her off a-a-at home," Bill replied.

"That's strange. Maybe someone should go talk to her and by someone I mean Bill," Eddie suggested, his and everyone else's eyes falling on the blushing boy.

"M-M-Me?" Bill stuttered out. "W-W-Why me?"

"Don't be a dumbass, Bill. You are obviously closer to her than we are," Beverly said.

"In more ways than one," Richie smirked as he winked at the boy.

"Beep beep, Richie," Eddie sighed in exasperation.

"S-S-She didn't want to t-t-talk to me e-e-earlier," Bill pointed out.

"If there is anyone she will want to talk to, it's going to be you," Ben assured him. "You probably just caught her off guard this morning. Go try again."

Bill bit his lip nervously as he looked back over at Y/N who was still biking ahead of them. He saw her glance back at them to make sure they were still there and the moment her eyes locked with his before she turned away was when he knew he needed to go see what was bothering her.

He didn't even respond to his friends before he began to bike a little harder in order to catch up to the girl. "Go get your girl, Bill!" Richie yelled out making everyone glare at the boy.

Bill rolled his eyes and flicked his friend off before turning his attention back to Y/N and biking over to her. He finally managed to catch up to her, but she didn't even glance his way. He was silent as he watched her and it took him a moment longer to convince himself to even open up his mouth to talk.

"I'm fine," Y/N quickly said before Bill could even get anything out. "Why wouldn't I be fine? I mean, it's not like anything happened. I'm fine." She glanced over at Bill and muttered, "I'm fine."

"Then w-w-why does it sound l-l-like you're t-t-trying to convince y-y-yourself more than me?" Bill asked.

Y/N tensed at that and her eyes flickered over to lock with Bill's. She was silent for a moment before shaking her head and looking away. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you," she whispered so low that he almost hadn't caught it.

"Y/N," Bill said, but the girl just shook her head.

"I. . .I don't really want to talk about it, Bill," Y/N told him, still not looking the boy in the eye. She looked up and let out a small sigh of relief when she realized they had reached their destination. "We're here anyways."

Bill didn't get a chance to say anything else as the girl hopped off her bike and looked around. "Guess Mike isn't here yet. He'll be here soon though I'm sure. Let's go ahead and jump in," She hurriedly said before she took off towards the ledge.

"Did she tell you what's wrong?" Eddie asked as the Losers all came to a stop next to the boy. Bill frowned and shook his head. "You don't think she's mad at us, do you?"

"N-N-No. I don't t-t-think that's it," Bill said as he glanced at Eddie. "She s-s-said something about h-h-how I wouldn't b-b-believe her if she t-t-told me."

The Losers' went quiet at that, confused as to what could've happened to Y/N to make her think they wouldn't believe her.

"You guys coming?" Y/N's voice called out to them, confusion evident in her voice as she tilted her head at them from where she stood by the cliff.

"Yeah, we're coming! No need to get your panties in a twist!" Richie yelled back before he hopped off his bike. He glanced over at the others and whispered, "Come on. We don't want to make her more upset."

Th others nodded in agreement and quickly ditched their bikes before heading over to Y/N. The group stripped down into their underwear in no time and Y/N gave them all her first real smile of the day before jumping off the cliff and flipping in the air.

"Show off!" Beverly yelled before she jumped off as well, the others quickly following suit.

They spent the afternoon splashing around in the water and having fun. Even Y/N managed to be her usual happy self for a while despite her previous attitude. It was only when they were all lying down in the sun a few hours later that Y/N's mood started to darken again, a feeling of dread washing over her.

"Has anyone heard from Mike?" she questioned, trying not to let her fear and worry come through when she spoke.

She must've succeeded because none of the Losers seemed put off by her question. "I know I haven't, but I'm sure he just got caught up at home," Stan told her.

"That or he's sick," Eddie suggested.

"Oh okay," Y/N said, not putting much attention into how she said those words as she pulled her legs close to her body and hugged herself. Bill was the only one that seemed to notice her change in tone and he opened his eyes and sat up before looking over at Y/N to see her shaking slightly as she nervously bit her lip.

Bill furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, but quickly shook it off as he got up and went to grab his jacket which Y/N had discarded earlier before jumping in. He then walked over to Y/N and wrapped the jacket around her before sitting down beside her.

Y/N glanced over at him and he gave her a small smile before saying, "We can go check in on him if you want."

The girl blinked in surprise, shocked that Bill had been able to figure out that she was worried for Mike especially since she hadn't told him what had happened last night. "Really?" She whispered. "You guys would do that?"

"Of course we would. I'm kind of wondering why Mike isn't here as well. He seemed fine last night," Bill pointed out.

"What? His house is on the other side of town! Why do we-" Richie began to complain, but Bill was quick to turn and kick the sunbathing boy in the side. "Fuck! Fine, we can go check on the homeschooler," he grumbled out as he held his side and glared at Bill.

"You guys are all okay with that?" Y/N asked as she looked around Bill and over at the others. The Losers almost wanted to protest for a second, but then they saw the small amount of fear in Y/N's eyes and the way she was looking at them hopefully.

A chorus of agreement came from the group and they all noticed how Y/N visibly relaxed at their words. She then glanced over at Richie who was silently pouting as he poked at his hurting side.

"Rich?" Y/N said causing the boy looking over at her in annoyance. "You don't have to come if you don't want to," she told him.

Richie softened slightly at that and let his eyes flicker over the girl's face before he let out a small sigh and laid back down. "No, I'm not a pussy so I'm going, okay? Just give me a few more minutes to work on my tan," he said.

"Tan?" Eddie scoffed. "What tan? Your paleness blinds me more than the sun." Richie sent a glare in his friend's direction and was about to respond, but Y/N's voice cut him off.

"Thanks, Richie," Y/N said as she sent a small smile in the boy's direction. Richie waved his hand at her as if it were nothing.

"Yeah, yeah. Don't go soft on me now, L/N," he said as he laid back down. Y/N just smiled and leaned against Bill who hesitantly wrapped an arm around her before resting his head on top of hers, the two staring off at the sunset in front of them in silence.

As they did this, Richie let himself steal one glance in Y/N's direction. Ever since she moved to Derry, she had become one of his best friends. Despite all the teasing and the arguments they had, the two still loved each other with all their hearts and, Richie would never admit it, but she meant a hell of a lot more to him than he would let ever let on.

The boy let out a soft sigh and closed his eyes once again before muttering under his breath, "The things I do for that girl."

- -

"I don't get why we have to go check on him tonight. I mean, he could be knee deep in sheep guts or some shit like that," Richie complained. Y/N rolled her eyes, knowing that the boy was only complaining to make it seem like he wasn't easily going along with the plan.

"Richie, could you do me a favor and shut the fuck up?" Y/N asked.

"Why don't you make me, L/N?" Richie called back with a smirk earning a small glare in his direction from the young girl.

Y/N turned her attention back to the road ahead of her and hesitated when she saw the road that she knew Mike liked to ride home on. She didn't know why she felt the need to go down that way, but she knew a part of the reason was because of what she had seen last night. She wanted to make sure that the damn house was nothing but just a damn house.

Wordlessly, Y/N turned her bike and began to ride down Neibolt Street causing the Losers to all look behind them in surprise. "L/N, you dumbass, Mike's house is this way!" Richie yelled out, but Y/N didn't respond and merely pedaled faster down the street.

Bill didn't even hesitate before turning his bike around and hurrying after the girl, softly calling out, "Y/N?"

"Bill, not you too," Stan muttered in annoyance before he followed after the boy, Beverly and Ben going with him.

"Guys, this is stupid! I'm not about to go down that fucking street!" Eddie yelled out earning a small chuckle from Richie.

"What? You too pussy, Eddie Spaghetti?" Richie asked before he began to bike after the others.

"Richie!" Eddie exclaimed, but the boy didn't listen and just ride on down the street. Taking a hit off his inhaler, the young boy watched as his friends disappeared from view as they went further down the street. "Shit," Eddie muttered with a sigh before he began to pedal after them.

Y/N didn't know what she was expecting when she approached the house, but what she had been hoping for was nothing but an empty house. She had gotten mostly what she wanted, but the thing that stood out in front of the Well House was a bike that looked to have been tossed into the bushes.

The sunlight shinning off of the metal was the only reason she had spotted it, but that was enough to have her stopping her bike almost immediately.

Not even a second passed by before Bill had pulled up beside her, his eyes looking at her in concern before he asked, "Y/N, w-w-what's going on? M-M-Mike's house is the o-o-other way."

Y/N didn't respond, her gaze frozen on the bike. Bill furrowed his eyebrows and reached out before gently placing his hand on top of Y/N's shaking one. "Y-Y-Y/N?" He whispered as he looked at her before looking up at the house in front of them.

He hadn't been looking at the house for a reason and couldn't stop himself from shuddering at the sight of the house, memories flashing through his head that had him paling slightly. Why had she stopped in front of this house of all the houses? She had wanted to find Mike, so what had changed her mind?

But then he too caught sight of the shinning metal and his breath hitched in his throat as he recognized the bike as Mike's. But why-?

"L/N! What the fuck do you think you are doing? You know what this place is right?" Richie yelled out as he pulled up beside the two. It was only when Bill turned to look at the boy that he noticed Beverly, Ben, and Stan were there as well, their eyes trained on nothing but the house before them.

"You've got to be kidding me," Eddie huffed as he stopped his bike beside Richie, his eyes trained on the house as well.

"What the hell is she doing?" Richie whisper yelled as he looked to Bill for answers. "I thought she wanted to see Mike."

Bill opened his mouth to talk, but Stan was quick to cut him off, "Woah, woah, woah. Y/N, what are you doing?"

Bill quickly whipped his head around, his eyes widening at the sight of Y/N walking onto the Well House property. Her eyes were trained on the bike in the bushes and she didn't even hesitate before pulling it out for everyone to see.