"Hockstetter, just let her go." Henry says, looking at the boy that had me pressed up against the locker.
"No. She was spying on me and victor!" Patrick says, raising his voice trying to get his point across.
The blonde boy just glares at him causing him to sigh and release me from his grip.
He stares at me as he walks away.
I rub my upper arm where Patrick was holding me.
"We're you actually spying on them?" Henry asks out of no where. I look up at him catching his eye.
I decided on denying the accusation once I spotted the warning look in his eyes. "No! No. I was just trying to walk home and Patrick thought I was spying. "
He gets closer to me. My face heats up as I realized how close we were. "Good, but if I figure out you're lying to me I will make your life a living hell. "
I almost giggle at the sentence. It reminded me of something Gretta would say, but I just nod at him not wanting him to get madder than he already is.
He backs up before walking away probably to go find Patrick.
I swing my backpack around my shoulder, speed walking out of the building.
I really needed to stop getting into conflict with the Bowers gang. It never ended well for me. Technically, it was kinda my fault I was spying on them, but that's besides the point.
𝘐 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵 𝘔𝘳. 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧.
𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘵. 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘳.
𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦. 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦.
𝘚𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧. "𝘠/𝘯? 𝘠/𝘯! 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶!"
𝘐 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦.
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.
𝘐'𝘮 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦.
𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳, 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘺 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘝𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘗𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴. "𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭. 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘋𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘺. "
𝘐𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘬𝘪𝘥. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦? 𝘉𝘦𝘯?
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳.
𝘚𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺, 𝘝𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘵. 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳.
"𝘗𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬." 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘝𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘺, 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘙𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨.
𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘶𝘱.
𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯?
𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦, 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮?
𝘐 𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘝𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘗𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.
𝘐 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘨, 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦.
𝘐 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘗𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬. "𝘎𝘰𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘢"
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henry bowers x reader || NOT SO BAD
FanfictionY/n's Beverly's big sister, along with Bev she's always been terrorized by Bowers gang. Things change for y/n. She fights drama, romance, and bullies (and Greta.)
