Henry Bowers X Patrick Hockstetter

Lots Of Hatred ×

[Third Person POV]

Henry walked along down the dirt road, shaking and holding his hands into tight fists.

"Henry! Honey? Uhm. I dunno okay? Just- Henry, stop walkin' away from me man!" Patrick yelled as he followed along, trying to keep up with him.

"Henry please-"

He sorta jumped as Henry stopped to look at him.

"Stop fucking following me! I don't want you around me right now, okay?!"

"But-"

"No fucking buts Patrick! Fuck off!"

They stared at eachother for a long minute before Patrick shuffled awkwardly. The only time prior to this when Henry yelled at him purely out of anger was when he was having a breakdown. He was never angry at Patrick, just at his life issues. This, this scared Patrick.

"Henry," he spoke softly while taking a step toward him.

"Don't."

"Just- let me know what I did? I can fix it! I can try?"

"Go away Patrick. I don't want you around right now."

"Why?" Patrick whined.

"Because I don't, is it too hard for a psychopathic fucker as yourself to just leave someone alone and respect a boundary for one fucking day?!"

"This wasn't a boundary before?"

"Well it is now! Go, shoo! Go hang out with Victor and Belch or something! Fuck some chick! Just fuck off!"

"Henry-"

"Go away!" He screeched. His eyes were filled with tears, his body shakey as his breathing was heavy from the yelling and rage he was suddenly expressing. Patrick just stared at him sadly.

"Henry," he whispered.

"Just go away for fucks sake. I don't want you around me," he replied, his voice getting shakey and pitched as tears starting streaming down his cheeks.

"Henry, let's just talk this out. Please?"

He walked over and grabbed Henry's face softly.

"I hate you," he whimpered as his voice got even more shakey and he couldn't keep in all the tears anymore. He covered his face behind his arms from Patrick, trying to get rid of what made him feel weak toward everyone.

"Henry, hey. C'mon man, we can head to the quarry and go for a dip then talk about this. How's that sound?"

"I hate this."

Patrick sighed. He slid a hand to Henry's back and carefully led him along down to the quarry. He stepped down and looked at Henry who was just stood there, trying to stop himself from sobbing which failed miserably. Patrick led him to the water's edge where he just got undressed other than his boxers, walking down and slipping into the water. He looked at Henry.

"Henry?"

Henry looked up at him and sniffled.

"C'mon."

"Okay," he mumbled before taking off everything besides his boxers like Patrick had. He walked down and slid in, swimming to Patrick who had gone out a bit to get him off land. Henry sniffled a bit, his breathing more stable than it was before.

"Hey."

"Fuck you."

"What'd I do? Really, I want to know what I did."

"You bit me. You promised no bites. We made a deal you fucker. We said no biting but you bit me!"

"Wh- it was just on your collarbones? I thought you'd be able to cover it up well enough? Why's it such a big deal?"

"He saw it! He fu- fuck you!" Henry yelled. He started shaking, more tears streaming down his face and into the water. "I hate you."

"Henry."

"I hate you so much you stupid fucker."

"Henry," Patrick huffed as he grabbed his face and turned it to look at him. Henry sniffed and stared at him.

"What Patrick."

"What happened?"

"You bit me."

"Right but why is that relevant?"

"My dad saw it."

"What'd he do?"

"He nearly fucking killed me, Patrick. I couldn't move."

"Is that why you haven't been hanging with us?"

He nodded.

"It hurts."

"What happened then?"

"He tried to strangle me and was sitting on my ribs an-and everything hurt I couldn't breathe I-"

"Okay okay shhh. Henry."

"I'm sorry. I hate this."

"I know. But listen."

"I am listening."

"Look, I'm sorry. I know we made a deal but I was caught up in the moment and I didn't even offer to fix it, I knew this would happen and I'm just sorry. But you have to realize this isn't just abuse."

"I know what the fuck it is Patrick!"

"Then we should go and-"

"No Patrick! They'll take me away from here! They'll take me from you and Victor and Belch I- I can't leave you guys. I just-"

"Henry."

"What."

"I'll have my parents take you in. You can move in with me."

"I- I can?"

"Yes. Please don't cry. I'll just let them deal with everything, all you have to do is stay by my side and I can help you."

"I don't want to leave you Pat."

"You don't have to. I promise."

"Please don't make me leave. I'd lose my mind without you."

"You seem like you already lose your mind with me," Patrick giggled, trying to spark up some humor for the situation. Henry smiled from it.

"I suppose so."

Henry yawned.

"Ah?"

"All this crying's made me tired I guess."

"Aww no. Wanna sleep at my house? We'll handle your dad."

"Mhm."

"Well, I'm gonna swim around for a while so you can nap while I do that?"

Henry hugged him, already getting drowsy. He just nodded and shut his eyes, ready to sleep.

"Good night Henry."

"Good night to you too, Pat."