「 Sweet Innocence 」Bowers gang

Crazy~Henry

You sat in the bathroom stall while you soaked your last cigarette. You heard Beverly in the stall beside you, doing the same thing. All of sudden you jumped to the sound of the bathroom stall being kicked.

"Hey beaverly, are you in there by yourself or is the whole football team in there with you huh slut?" Greta practically screamed, You groaned quietly and opened your stall, only to be picked out of the way by some snotty girl dragging a black trash bag, You smirked and pushed her bag and in dictated that you would do it. She nodded and handed it to you, you stood on the toilet and glanced at her, but just as you went to put it on her, you opened the trash bag and chucked it at Greta, because she was smirking and talking to someone else she didn't notice the bag of disgusting water until it hit her, you and Beverly laughed and you got down from the toilet.

"Well Greta, at least you smell better from all your shit talking lies." You shrugged as you walked out of the bathroom. You went to your locker and quickly grabbed yo bag before seeing Henry waiting for you outside.

"Hey babe, why are you so late?" He asked, you shrugged with a smile.

"Greta was being a Bitch so I showed her who was a bigger Bitch." You shortly explained making him smirk and hug you around your shoulders.

"That's my girl."
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You two started walking to your house before a small argument popped up.

"You do not! You barely hug me anymore." You shot back, he growled.

"I always hug you Y/n. You just never notice it cause your head is always up your ass." Henry remarked, your stopped and looked at him with clutched fists.

"Oh? My head is in my ass? AT LEAST IM NOT LYING ABOUT KILLING A KID!" You screamed, you were red, you knew it. Henry looked at you in disbelief.

"So your in on it too? I'll show you dead." He smirked as he walked up to you, fear flashed across your face as you backed up but hit a garage can. You felt a shooting pain fly through your jaw, you looked down.

"I-I need to go." You whispered, but he grabbed your arm and threw you down, you felt tears brim your eyes, he kicked you as you let your head gently smack the ground as yo laid there helplessly.

Henry looked down at you and spat, he saw your tears and something inside him told him he did something bad but he ignored it. Because he was too focused on what 'bad' he did he didn't notice you got up. You clenched your fist and hit him square in the jaw then a swift punch to his face again.

You scrambled to get up, but eventually started running with bruises leaving pain everywhere. You heard him tell your name. You quickly walked into your house and locked all your doors and windows. You ran to the telephone.

"Hello? V-Victor?" You asked, you looked around and but your lip to keep from balling your eyes out.

"Hey Y/n, is something wrong?" He asked and you started to cry.

"H-he actually hit me and started to beat me. I-I don't know Vic." You cried into the phone, you heard his breath hitch and then mutter the word 'asshole'.

"I'll be at your house in ten, I'll get beach to drive me." He whispered as the phone hung up. You slid down the wall and started crying harder, your ribs, your cheek, your legs and arm, it all hurt. You went to the bathroom and quickly undressed so you were only in your bra and underwear which were just black with a little bow. You looked at all the bruises, you quickly put on your clothes, disgusted with how your body looked.

"Y/n! I'm here." You head Vic yell through you door, you ran down the stairs and almost fell, you slowly opened the door, your smile disappeared when Vic was frowning. Henry stood beside him with blood trickling down his cheek because of how hard you punched his face.

"So your go to person is Vic? I thought I was." He pushed through you and went to slap you again, flinched add held your hand up, getting ready to block the hit. That is until you heard his arm hit his side, you slowly and hesitantly let your arms fall. Henry was looking at you with pain and it looked like he was gone cry.

"I-your scared of me...." he whispered as you looked down towards your guys feet.

"Well no shit, you beat me all the time with no hesitation, my bruises on my ribs hadn't even healed from last week." You muttered with coldness.

"All the time? Last week?" He whispered, you nodded.

"Remeber? You shoved me up against the wall cause I said you shouldn't be hanging around with Ashley Torah because she literally sucked all the boys in our school. Including you." You sighed as you finally looked up.

"I'm sorry y/n, I cause you so much pain, but your still here." Henry cried, a small tear falling down his face as he looked towards your beautiful eyes, my god he loved those eyes.

"Kiss me." You whispered, he looked at you with a surprised look. "Kiss me Bowers." You said, louder this time.

He moved in toward you and gently kissed you, as if afraid your cheek would hurt, as if you were to delicate and fragile. You pushed against him before pulling away.

"I'm crazy to love you. But if being crazy means I get you, I'm all for it."