Henry never considered where he lived a home.
There was nothing "home" about it at all. He never left his room when he came back from school, the only time he interacted with his family was when someone brought somebody over and he had to pretend to get along with them.
His parents ignored him until they needed him to do something, to the point his dad was often the only one he would interact with for days. Not like he was any good. If Henry had to choose between saving his dad or the people who shot him, he'd choose the people who shot him.
Yet, he is still scared of others finding out his home life. He had tried to keep it under wraps for almost his entire life, just to ensure people wouldn't be worried or scared for him.
Drew still worried for him. Which drove Henry mad trying make him think he was perfectly fine. Liam knew the person Henry had become specifically to keep people around from the very start, so he never suspected a thing.
Drew, however, thought it was odd that Henry acted more like a caricature than an actual person. His cheeriness was unnatural, and his behavior exaggerated. Heck, even his movements were cartoonish.
Drew knew something was up, he didn't know what exactly it was, but he knew that something was happening to Henry that he was hiding.
Maybe, something going on at home?
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Henry Is Missing
FanfictionAfter a fight which results in Henry losing his friends, he starts isolating himself. A few weeks later, Henry goes missing.
