Bowers Gang X Female Reader

Beth Kennedy

One week before school started i ran into the bullies while walking back from a bike meet up. I was wearing some guys leather jacket, blue jeans, and my brown hair up in a knot. I admit, i looked like a whore.

I saw the 4 of them. The main one, who i had seen previosly robbing a fifth grader, was wearing a worn down orange t shirt and loose blue jeans. He had a mullet and walked like he was stong as Hulk Hogan. The second one was tall and dark haired wearing jeans and a loose flannel. He looked scarier then the rest, like he could really hurt me. The other two were opisite of each other. Blonde, then brunette. small and big, Skinny then fat. The blonde one looked quite, while the brunette looked mean. i wasnt scared of them. I was confedent in the fact that i could defend myself in almost any situation just like i had so many times before in portland.

As soon as they spotted me i saw there deminor change. I was walking into an under pass while they aproached from the oposite side so we would meet exactly in the middle.

"Hey, your the bike whore." The mullet wearing one said. "Henry Bowers, nice to meet you." He held out a hand to shake mine. The rest of his friends where snickering in the back saying similler things to what he did. Like "Slut." "Dirty bitch." and other slang. I didn't say anything, i just stood there with my hands in my pockets. "What grade are you in? Your way too young to be hanging out with those guys. Except, your not just hanging out are you.." Henry laughed while the big one did a vulgar and incorrect imitation of a blowjob. "Yeah, i bet you accept payment." He said stepping closer. "How much do you charge for a quickie." He was whispering into my ear now, pushing me against the under passes wall. He was crushing me against the concreate, touching me in a sensual but interigational way. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and i winced at the smell of his smokey breath, but still, i was nothing close to terrified. I saw my oppertunity and spun him around, shoving him into the wall and taking the postition he had just been in. I slowly moved my hand down. "I do it for free if i like you." I whispered to him. His once tense and agressive deminior shifted to one of vunribility as i traced my hand along his crotch. Then he notced, the switch blade pressed against his junk. I moved my other hand to his neck and grabbed it tightly. I could feel his skin flush, muscles tense and heartbeat quicken. He was scared now, and compleatly under my submission. "wha the f-" he swore. I tightened my grip. "You still want it? I wont charge." "No.. Please." He said, hands raised. His friends didn't know what to do. They where stood like we were in a stand off, tensed legs and ready to attack, even though i knew they wouldnt. "Good." I said into his ear. "Dont fuck with me again or ill cut it off for good." I pushed him harshly against the wall and backed up quicky. I decided i wouldnt take that path again.