Multifandom Imagines/Preferences

Pain- Henry Bowers

Song: Afterlife (Ark Patrol Remix)- XYLO
WARNING: Language and mentions of abuse. No spoilers here, that I can think of.
He had me pinned against the wall, his blade by my cheekbone, if I moved at all he would cut me.
I stared into the blue eyes of Henry Bowers.
He grinned wickedly at my struggle to get away from him.
His goons stood away, arms crossed over there chests, watching with amusement.
Henry leaned up close to my ear, running shivers down my spine.
"You're lucky you're pretty." He leaned away still smiling, when he let go of my wrist, and backed away from me, letting me go.
"Now scram, you loser!" He called, and I ran before he changed his mind.
It bothered me for the next week, why had Henry let me go?
I had felt paranoid, like he was waiting to do something unexpected, catching me off guard.
I walked down Main Street, having just left the Drugstore, I passed Beverly Marsh, who was smoking cigarette, I smiled at her.
She smiled back and blew out a puff of smoke.
I walked down the alley that was a shortcut to my house.
I had gotten a prescription for my younger sister, and she was in need of it.
My heart stopped when I heard the squeal of tires, and the familiar shouting, Henry Bowers.
Fuck. F.U.C.K. FUCK. FUUUUUUCCCKKK.
I tried to run, even though I knew I couldn't outrun their car though.
Henry pulled in front of me, and I tried to run back, but it was too late, I'd already backed up into the alleyways brick wall.
He was snickering, but he was alone.
He was so close I could feel his breath on my face.
I looked over his shoulder, not wanting to look into his evil, but pretty eyes.
My eyes became glossy.
I didn't know whether he was gonna kiss me or kill me, and I wasn't sure which one I wanted.
His face came closer to mine, and I jerked backwards, my head now completely touching the wall behind me.
There was no escaping him, he was everywhere, all the time.
His lips came in contact with the skin on me cheek, making me shiver slightly.
He wasn't technically kissing my cheek, his lips were just touching my cheek, very lightly.
I began to tear up, not knowing why.
His lips brushed over me cheek, to the old scar I had on my cheek from Spiderlegs, or Patrick, one of Henry's goons.
My lips parted slightly, I wanted to say something, but I didn't have the courage to.
I finally looked at him, looked into his eyes.
He looked bewildered, and sorry?
He pulled his lips off of my cheek, and brought his hand up to my face, making me flinch.
He noticed this, and as I looked in his eyes I thought I saw something that I recognized, a broken person.
I knew Henry's father wasn't the kindest, but I realized he actually hit Henry, and was abusive, it would explain Henry's behavior.
Henry understood, my dad was also bad, and an alcoholic, my mother died after my surer was born, so I had to take care of my sister since my dad was almost never home.
"Y-your dad, does h-he hit-t you Henry?" I asked, shakily.
Henry didn't say anything as he looked at my face, I don't know what possessed me to do it.
But I hugged him, he did it back surprisingly.
"M-my dad does-s too." I was still nervous, that's why I was stuttering.
He pulled away, blushing some hair out of my face, and I wasn't expecting it, but he leaned forward and kissed me, like a little peck or something.
I wanted to kiss him back, but he did it too quick.
He was turning to go to his car, but I grabbed his arm.
He turned to me.
I grabbed his face down and kissed him, for real.
I pulled away, my hands still touching his cheekbones.
I let go of his face, and he kissed my forehead.
He hoped in his car, and I bit my lip.
"Don't let your dad scare you, your a strong person, and I know it." He started. He looked at me, "And I think I love you."
I realized, I loved him too.
"I love you too Henry Bowers." I said as he sped away in his car.