𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 ； ℋℯ𝓃𝓅𝒶𝓉

Chapter 16

Henry Bowers pov:

I twirled the front of my hair and wiped down my leather jacket. I left the bathroom and walked downstairs.

"Food?" My dad asked.

"Not hungry." I left the house and walked to Belch's car.

I got in the car. It was silent. An uncomfortable silence.

"So Henry, about the principal-"

"Finish that sentence and I'll snap both your legs and feed it to the animals Patrick kills."

"I'm sorry it's just-"

"Take this as a warning. If anyone one of you mention this then I'll end your lives." I pointed at every one of them as I spoke.

"Mk." Belch started the car and drove off. I turned back around and stared out the window.

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Belch parked. This was the part that I hated. Going inside and getting all these looks from people.

I walked inside, keeping my head up. If anyone even looked at me funny then I'd hold my switchblade to them.

"Bowers, I'm sorry about what happened the other day in the cafeteria. Also about what happened with the princi-" Tozier started to speak but I cut him off.

I kicked his crotch and pushed him on to the floor. I got down next to him and held the blade to his neck. "Okay goldilocks, I see you haven't got the memo. I'm fine and if you bring this up again." I looked up. "Or any fucking one of you brings this up again, your ass is grass."

I got off of Richie and pulled him up by his collar. "There, I feel a lot better now. Thanks copper penny." I let go of him and walked away. Patrick laughed at Richie as we walked past.

I looked at Patrick. I needed to talk to him about what was going on between me and him but with what was going on, I hadn't had the time for it.

"Victor, Belch, you go on. I'm gonna take Patrick somewhere."

"Okay?" Belch and Victor said before walking off.

"You are?" Patrick asked.

"Yes dick wad. Hurry up."

I walked to the bathroom and opened the door. "Anyone in here?"

I kicked all the bathroom stalls open. Nobody was there.

"I wanna talk to you about us. Like.. us. I don't think I can see you as a boyfriend or anything like that anymore. I really do love you but I can't. I'm sorry."

"No it's fine. Take your time sorting yourself out."

"Are you mad?"

"No."

"Yes you are! I can fucking tell by the tone of your voice-"

He punched me around the face. I held my nose which was now pouring with blood.

"What the fuck?" I pulled out my switchblade and lunged towards him with it. He moved out the way last second. I tripped over my lace and dropped the blade on the floor. I knocked my chin on the sink and fell on to the switchblade.

It pierced through my side, making me wail.

"Henry- I'm sorry. Fuck!"

I spat blood out of my mouth. "Go get someone."

"I can't- they're gonna think I did it. I'm sorry." He left the bathroom leaving me alone until the end of this period.