I'll Fix You- A Henry Bowers fanfiction (Henry Bowers X Reader)

Chapter 5

Henry's POV
(See, I told ya. Also, ⚠️possible trigger warning.⚠️)

I was running around looking for y/n. "Of course I fucked up, I just asked her out and I've already made her pissed at me." I mumbled bitterly to myself. I heard a scream, and I ran towards it. I saw y/n, pinned up against a tree, by Patrick Hockstetter. He was struggling to pull down her sweatpants. I felt anger heat up in my face, "Get the fuck off her Hockstetter! Don't make me come over there and kill you!" I grip the switchblade in my pocket.

"What are you gonna do about it, Bowers?" I pulled it out, and opened it. "Oh, you know. Beat it or I'll kick your ass." He smirked at me, and then turned to y/n. "See ya around, doll." He used his usual creepy fuckin' voice. He ran his finger along her jaw and walked away. I see y/n slowly fall to the base of the tree. She sat down and started bawling. I slowly walk towards her, and sit next to her. She leaned her head on my shoulder, and continued to cry. I wrapped my arm around her and hugged her.

About half an hour later, I see Belch and Victor running up to us. "What happened?" Victor asked softly. "It was Patrick. He tried to, ya know.." I said. "He's a fucking psychopath.." y/n whispered as her voice wavered. Belch spoke up, "Want us to kick his ass?" I looked up, and nodded lightly. "Be careful though." They nodded and trotted off. I could feel y/n shaking. I hugged her tighter.

I looked down at her tear stained face, never realizing how beautiful she was. She looked up at me with her big y/e/c eyes. "Why are you staring at me?" She asked quietly. I looked away quickly, feeling heat growing on my cheeks. She giggled, my cheeks grew hotter. "You're cute when you're embarrassed." She raised her head up and kissed my cheek. I felt a little grin form on my face. She laid her head on my chest. I could feel her slow and steady breathing. She suddenly pulled a pen out of her pocket and started writing something on my arm. "Y/n? Y/N!" It sounded like a woman's voice. She lifted her head, and turned towards the sound. "Mom!" She got up suddenly and ran towards Mrs. y/l/n.

As she led her mom away, she looked towards me and smiled. She lifted her hand to her ear and mouthed "Call me." she winked and turned back around. I looked down at my arm, she had written her number. A smile spread wide across my face.

Y/n's POV

I was walking my mom back towards the house, attempting to calm her in the process. "Why are your eyes red and puffy? Have you been crying? Why is there a bruise on your arm? Did someone try to hurt you? Did those boys try hurting you?" I shook my head "No, mom. I'm fine. I just fell." She didn't believe me at all. "Those are finger shaped bruises! Who hurt you Y/n? Who?" I just kept fibbing until she believed me. "Okay, y/n. Whatever you say honey." She hugged me tightly, I could hear the tears in her voice. "Just so you know, you can tell me when someone hurts you. I'll always be here." She hugged me tighter, and kissed my forehead. "I love you y/n." She said, close to tears. "I love you too, mom" I said, feeling the tears coming back.

I sat her down on the couch, and gave her some of her anxiety medication and some melatonin. She eventually fell asleep on the couch. I heard the house phone ring, and I picked it up thinking it was Henry. "Hello?" I said in the flirtiest voice possible. "Hiya, y/n. You'll float too, doll." It was Patricks voice, but had a demonic undertone. I heard a pop of a balloon on the other end. I screamed and dropped the phone.

A few seconds later, there was a knock at the door. I slowly went to the door and looked through the peephole. It was Richie, Stan, Eddie, and Bill. I opened the door and all four of them hugged me. "W-We heard wh-wha-what happened. A-Ar-Are you o-oh-ohkay?" I smiled to myself. "Yes, I'm fine guys. Thanks." Eddie looked at me cautiously "You're really pale y/n. What's wrong?" I felt my body tense up. "It's nothing. It was probably a hallucination. A dream." They looked at me doubtfully. I caved in. "Fine...I saw a...a...c-clown..." I stuttered. I shuddered as tears filled my eyes. I crumpled to the ground a sobbing mess. I felt them all hug me again. "I-It's okay. We-we've seen I-It t-t-too." I looked at them confused. "What?" "Yeah." Stan spoke up. "Well come in, explain everything!" I said.

What's going on in Derry? How messed up is this place?

A/n: Hey guyssss! Sorry I missed publishing this last week, but I went on a retreat that started on Friday at 1:00 and I couldn't get it done in time. Sorry it's also a little short! I promise next week's will be longer! Anyway, enjoy this chapter. Love y'all! <3