IM SIPPIN TEA IN YO HOOD WHAT THE FUCK IS UP love that song ^
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Every body knew Derry's bad boys. It was a bit different with Patrick still missing, but they were just as deadly. Every body knew about them, except for the new bad boys.
I was walking home with the gang. We heard about the new kids moving to Derry and how they had a reputation. They had nothing on the Bowers gang.
"Who even are they?" Vic asked.
I walked s behind Henry while Victor and Belch walked side by side behind me.
"I heard they're bad news." Belch said.
"I heard that they saw the clown, too." I added.
"I miss Patrick." Belch sighed.
Henry stayed silent. He was acting off. I could tell he felt threatened by the rumours of a new gang. This wasn't going to be good.
I looked down at wrist to find that my watch was gone. "Shit." I said.
"What?" Henry asked.
"My watch is gone." I stopped in my tracks and looked behind me. I could see it glisten down the road.
"I see it." I looked to Henry. "I'll catch up with you guys."
Henry looked to me. "You sure?"
"Yeah." I smiled at him.
He eyed me for a second and he turned around and kept walking. They guys followed.
I kept my gaze on the road for my watch. I couldn't find it. I looked to where I had seen it earlier but it was gone. I kept walking until I got to some trees. I walked through them. There was a clearing and my watch lay on the ground. I kept my eyes on it as I walked towards it.
As soon as I got to it, a hand swooped down and grabbed it. I followed the hand up to an unfamiliar face.
"Hello, sweet cheeks." He smiled evilly. "This yours?"
He must have been around my age. He had dark hair and green eyes. He was accompanied by two other guys.
"Uh, yeah." I muttered. "Can I have it back?"
He laughed at me. I bet this was the new gang in Derry.
"Only if you give me something first." He winked at me.
He was disgusting. His gonna stood behind him and laughed. "Yeah, me too!" One muttered.
"Give it back." I said sternly.
His smile faded as he pushed me to the ground. I landed hard on the gravel. He walked to me.
"Try not to scream too much." He said. "You'll scare away the deer."
All of the sudden, he pinned me down. He started grabbing at my clothes. He was getting angrier every second that I fought back.
"Stop squirming, bitch!" He slapped me across the face.
"Henry!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
He slapped me again. "No one can hear you." He hissed.
I heard rustling through the trees behind me. The boy grabbed me and held me against him. He covered my mouth with his hand.
The rustling stopped when Henry, Victor and Belch came running through them. They stopped once they saw me.
"Let her go!" Henry yelled.
"Who the fuck are you?!"
Henry stepped closer. "Her boyfriend!"
The boy laughed in my ear. "Then you probably won't enjoy this."
He pushed me down again and landed on me. Henry leaned forward but the kid pulled out a pistol.
"You move and she fucking dies!" He yelled at Henry.
He stopped in his track and looked at me. He was frantic and so was I. Is he really gonna do this in front of every one?
I started kicking and fighting him as he rummaged my body. He hit me with the butt of his gun. The world went blurry. I lay flat on my back. I could hear everything.
It didn't take long for the gun to go off. I assume it was Henry because of the way he was cussing, saying some of the worst things imaginable.
My senses came back to normal and I sat up. I fixed my clothes on my body. There was a hand on my shoulder. It was Victor.
"You okay?" He asked.
"Yeah, thanks."
I looked around to see all three of the new guys laying on the ground not moving. Belch stood back and had a look of horror on his face. Victor stood by me. And then there was Henry.
Henry stood panting in the middle of the three beaten guys. His clothes were tattered and had spots of blood on them. His shoulders heaved up and down. His gaze stay fixated on what he had done.
My eyes fell from his frame to a knife stuck into the stomach of the leader of the new gang. He lay there, gurgling on his own blood.
"Henry?" I called to him.
He hesitantly looked to my direction. I walked to him. He had his head down and avoided eye contact.
"Henry." I said again.
Suddenly, he collapsed. He fell into to me and cling onto me. We landed on the ground with a thud. His grip on me was so tight. My shirt was wet from his tears.
"What's wrong?" I ran my fingers through his dirty blonde locks.
"I let him hurt you." He cried.
"No, Henry. Don't say that. You stopped him from doing a lot worse."
He sniffled and looked up to me. His head lay in my lap.
"Really?"
"Yes, Henry." I assured him and wiped a tear. "Thank you so much. I love you."
