His Little Princess (Henry Bowers) Completed

Cynthia

He made his way towards Zeke, Zeke was cornered.

"Henry, you need to stop." I growled making my way towards him. He ignored me, I stepped in front of him and tried to shove him back, he barely stumbled. Instead, he pushed me off to the side, but I clung to his arm not letting him get closer.

"Let go of me Harper." Henry commanded.

"Stop!" I yelled at him. I stood my ground as I clung to his arm holding him back, but just barely. My machete in his other hand, he was stronger than me... I couldn't just fight him, so I held onto his arm and sat down wrapping my legs around the leg of my workbench so that it would be too heavy for him to pull.

"This isn't fucking funny Harper, let go!" He commanded.

"Zeke! Run!" I yelled at him.

"I'm calling the cops!" Zeke stated not leaving, he got away from the wall and backed up.

"No! Our dads would be down here in a heartbeat, just leave!" I screamed as my legs started to slip from the workbench's leg and I wouldn't be able to hold Henry back much longer. I noticed a trophy on my shelf from some sort of school thing. I let go and Henry stormed towards Zeke, I quickly stood up and grabbed the trophy hitting Henry in the back of the head to knock him out, he fell to the ground, the machete still in his hand. I took it and put it back where it belonged crouching down beside Henry. He was unconscious.

"Go." I growled.

"Harper I-" Zeke started.

"Get out!" I screamed, he hung his head low and stormed out cursing under his breath. I grabbed Henry's ankles and dragged him over to my bed, I didn't hit him hard enough to hurt him to bad, but enough to knock him out. I stood on my bed and bent over grabbing Henry's wrist and dragging him up onto my bed. Once I got him up there, I put a pillow under his head and covered him up with a blanket. I kissed him on the forehead and went to the house to get some ice.

"What are you doing?" My dad asked.

"G-Getting some ice." I stated.

"For what?"

"My wrist hurts." I lied.

"We don't have, ice but there's frozen peas." My dad stated.

"o-Okay." I muttered getting the frozen peas.

"You look like shit." Butch laughed.

"Yeah, that's what happens when you get beat up by your own parents." I retorted.

"Maybe you'll finally learn your lesson." My dad growled, I hung my head low and walked back out to the shed. I wrapped the peas in a wash rag and set it on his head. He's going to be so mad at me when he wakes up........ I layed on the couch, it was 7:30.

"You'll float too!" A voice stated.

"Wh-What?" I asked.

"Come outside!" The voice commanded.

"Wh-Where are you?"

"Come. Outside." The voice commanded roughly. I grabbed my machete and a flashlight, then walked outside.

"Who the hell are you?" I demanded out into the darkness.

"Pennywise, I thought I already told you this..." The voice said behind me, I spun around with a gasp staring into the clown's bright yellow eyes.

"Don't you remember Cynthia?" He asked holding the doll. Cynthia, that damn doll. I thought I destroyed it... I didn't know who she was before, but I know now....

"Did ya miss me Harper?" She asked in a high pitched voice. I screamed as loud as my lungs would let me and swung my machete, it went into the clown's head, but he ripped it out obviously pissed off. He held it in his hands and dropped the doll. Cynthia came running after me.

"You can't escape me Harper!" Cynthia screamed, they both had sharp teeth now, claws, and their heads were shaking as the ran after me. I threw the flash light at the doll as she got closer, I ran. Without a damn flashlight, what kind of dipshit does that? Well.... Me apparently.

I ran in a huge circle in the darkness so that I could get back to the shed, I yanked the door open and slammed it behind me locking it. I ran to my display case of machetes grabbing another one. The door rattled and I screamed out of instinct, then Henry woke up.

"What the hell?" He muttered, my eyes welled up with tears, I was terrified. I quietly sobbed, preparing for what was going to happen next, but nothing came through the door. It started to rain and thunder, but I knew somewhere out there, IT, the thing was out there. I just knew it.

"Harper, why are you crying?" Henry asked sitting up.

"I-I-It's I- the-the thing, it's -it's out there. I-I-It at-attacked me, an-and I ran I just it was huge I couldn't I lost the flashlight and the doll, she jumped and came after me, she dodged the flashlight. It didn't hit her, and it took my machete, the thing, the thing, the thing. It called me out there, I don-" I rambled, half of what I said didn't make sense, but I couldn't form a whole sentence.

"Harper, calm down." He commanded. He walked over to me and held my arms tighlty. He looked dizzy because of me hitting him.

"Y-You didn't s-see it, it was out there..." I explained out of breath from panic.

"What was out there, Harper?" He asked softly.

"Th-The clown..." I sighed, I sounded insane.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"You won't believe me....... Forget it..."

"Enough with the jokes, who is out there?"

"I told you, and you won't believe me..."

"There is no clown, what were you doing out there anyways? It's storming."

"I-I'm sorry..."

"Oh yeah, thanks for hitting me in the head." He snapped angrily.

"You were going to kill my best friend, what did you want me to do?" I retorted.

"Preferably not knock me out." He snapped.

"You gave me no choice." I growled, knowing the tears were still stained to my face.

He shook his head, "Whatever..."

"I-I-I'm sorry."

"I'm sure you are..." He growled. Letting go of me and walking to the couch. I went over to my bed and grabbed my blanket, went back to the corner by my display of machetes and slid down the wall. Covering myself up to my chin.

"What the hell are you doing?" He asked in confusion.

"Just in case..." I muttered staring at the door making sure it didn't rattle or open.

"In case of what?"

"In case he comes back, I'm by my weapons..."

"There is no fucking clown, Harper."

"There was... and Cynthia was with him..."

"Who the hell is Cynthia?"

"Th-The doll..." I stated sending shivers down my spine.

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