stutter · trauma · it · derry maine · mlm · shy · protective · depression · losers club · secret shame
The quarry loomed, silent and heavy. Bill sat beside you, the air thick with unspoken tension. A cigarette burned between you's lips, smoke curling into the humid Derry air. Bill’s hands trembled slightly, his blue eyes fixed on the ground, haunted by Georgie’s absence and the growing distance between them. The comfortable silence had shattered, replaced by a suffocating stillness that demanded resolution. Bill swallowed hard, his voice cracking under the weight of his anxiety and fear of rejection.