The usual , cold yet comforting shower water fit my body almost instantly. A shower first thing in the morning was a rude yet gentle awakening, it was like being held after an argument. It felt odd yet needed. My wounds from yesterday stung and cause my eyes to water over with salted tears.
"Y/N ! YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE...!" The booming voice of my father rang through out the hallway and landed itself in the bathroom. I quickly shut the shower off and ran into my room. I
blow dried my hair , adding various products to it. I applied my usual skin care and makeup routine. My eyes found their way to the clothes I had picked out for the chaotic day ahead ; flared black jeans , a cute red tank top and a black , cropped grey cardigan paired with red converse and a cute silver necklace.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I stood there, shocked. Of course someone at school had to run and cry to the teachers about what happened and of course I got blamed for it. I had to spend the rest of my week during and after school with Bowers and his friends. I heard a laugh causing me to whip my head around and face the asshole himself .
"Aww we're gonna be spending more time together." He smirked before grabbing my wrist and leading me away . "You ever and I mean, ever fucking hit me and I'll make sure you never see the light of day again sweetheart." His voice was tense , every word that just came out of his mouth was true. He meant it.
We made it to the class room, it was only us and the other three idiots.
"Joining us?" Hockstetter smirked before letting his eyes wonder. Belch and Vic's eyes followed along too.They were like hungry wolves , and I was their prey.Which , to be honest , I wouldn't mind . Being dead would be easier than dealing with these idiots.
Henry soon let go of my wrist , he made his way to his friends before pulling a chair beside him and hitting it , his eyes meeting with mine ; almost telling me where I should sit. I sheepishly made my way over, careful not to trip or make an even bigger fool of my self.
As soon as my ass hit the seat below me, Bowers hand made it's way onto my thigh. What the actual fuck. I quickly slapped it away, making the Boys aware that I wasn't like that.
"No teachers around..Just us...Alone..." Hockstetter licked his lips before moving his seat closer to mine, his eyes stuck on me.
The boys sat , waiting. Waiting for me, to either answer him back or do something. I rolled my eyes before standing up. If we were alone, why not explore ? I mean I'm stuck here until 4pm.
"What are you-"
"Do you ever shut up?"
"I'm sorry ?? What the fuck happened to Y/N L/N...?!"
"Oh my actual fucking god. When did it ever concern the likes of Henry Bowers and his group of dicks??" I rolled my eyes before inspecting the book shelf nearest to me.
"Since your fist met my face ?! That's when it fucking concerned me. " Henry was behind me, his hands hit the shelf in front of me, the force this movement caused the books to throw themselves of the shelf and hit the ground.
"Pretty sure your fist met mine first?" I turned around , our faces were inches apart.I could practically smell him ; smoke, musk and a small hint of alcohol filled the air around us.
We stood in silence before one of the guys coughed causing me and Henry to break eye contact . Henry sighed before finding his chair again , I turned back around to pick up the books that fell prior to our argument.
"I'm liking the new Y/N, she's badass and...hot..." I giggled at the comment made by Hockstetter. " See ? she thinks I'm funny too. She just keeps getting hotter..." I could tell he was smirking even with my back turned. I could also tell he was checking me out.
"Just because I laugh at something or someone doesn't necessarily mean I like them." I stood back up and made my way back to the chair.
A small whine left all Four Boys' mouths . They weren't serious ? Right ?
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4pm found its way to me, saving me from whatever else the boys had planned."Dude, Y/N , whatever the fuck you wanna be called , We should hang sometime ." I stared directly at Belch. He seemed genuine it was strange.
"Why?" I was confused, so confused with everything.
"Cause we're all fucking equal?" Hockstetter said it as though it was common knowledge and I was an idiot for not knowing about it.
"Are we ? I mean I'm-"
"You punched me, your equal. Whether you like it or not . Your our equal , now." Henry's hand found its way to my hip, holding slightly. His thumb made small circles against my skin.
"Your equal? As in like.. I'm one of you fuckers?"
"Mhm.."
"Great. So fun.." I was being sarcastic, this earned a glare from the guys. " What ? I'm supposed to just be happy about this ? Yay the Bowers gang aren't gonna..." It took a moment before the realisation hit.
I couldn't help but smile about it. No more tormenting. No more going hone and wondering what the actual fuck."See...you're happy about it ." Belch teased before laughing and making his way to the door.
"Happy about not being tormented? Fuck yeah I am..!!" I giggled before attempting to follow, Bowers stopped me before I could even get a centimetre away. " What are you-"
Before I could even speak I was pushed against him , his hand still against my hip. His thumb tracing my skin again. It was calming yet unnerving, I mean this was THE Henry Bowers and he was being all weird .
"Look, you seem freaked about this whole 'equal' shit , think of it like...we're now friends . Anything you need, just ask and I'll make sure you get it but you'll have to do something in return." He seemed genuinely worried that I was freaked about this , this was odd.Really fucking odd.
"So we're friends..?" I was shocked by this , Henry Bowers was asking me to be his friend, and I didn't have to do anything weird to get his attention.
"Sure." His hand left my hip and he began walking away , I followed . Making sure our paces met .
"You're gonna have so much fun with us.." Vic smiled at me before walking away with the boys.
"Need a ride ?"
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FanfictionYou've spent your whole life in Derry, practically tormented by the infamous Henry Bowers and his stupid friends until their tormenting just stops. ALL RIGHTS AND CHARACTERS BELONG TO STEPHEN KING