Rebel || Henry Bowers (completed)

Chapter 14 ☠️

Choosing one of them however, was the hard part. She wasn't intimidated by any of them, but Patrick was the one that she felt pressured to choose. He wasn't right in the mind and Harley knew that. She threw her box of cigarettes to Henry, who then passed it around. Everyone took one and lit it once Harley pulled out the lighter.

"So what's the plan today boys?" Harley asked as she exhaled a cloud of smoke into the earth's air.

Harley looked at each of them, but only saw them for a split second before they ran after a group of boys.

"C'mon hot stuff." Patrick said, gesturing her to follow the gang.

Harley ran along the pavement, and managed to get a hold of Eddie Kaspbrak's shirt collar and pull him to the ground.

"Eddie!" Richie Toizer yelped and and bent down to the ground to help the smaller boy, who's arm was being squished underneath Harley's foot.

"Let me teach you a lesson fat-boy!" Henry growled at a fat boy and Harley tuned her head that direction, pushing her foot down on Eddie harder, and pushing Richie down, leaving a small crack on his large glasses. Henry had his switchblade out, which looked a little bit like Harley's. Which was in the back pocket of her jeans, where it always is. The Losers began to scream as Henry's knife dug into the fat boys flesh, with the knife making the shape of an "E". Then an "N" then an "R" then a "Y". This gave Harley an idea. She reached into her back pocket, and pulled out her knife. Eddie was still squirming underneath her foot, and Beverly and the others, other then Richie were trying to fight Henry and the rest of the gang.

"You see what happened to your friend over there?" Harley asked, bending down to Eddie's level. Her lips were at his ear, but she wasn't whispering. Her voice was loud, and she liked the way the terrified boys' eyes shot right open in fear as she raised her voice louder and louder, and eventually the knife came. It was against Eddie's wrist, and he screamed even louder with every letter of Harley's name that was carved on. Blood dropped from his wrist and Richie dragged him away, but first got a punch from Harley right on his nose.

"C-c'mon!" Stuttering Bill, who Harley called "stutter freak" yelled and Eddie scurried, Harley let him go, but nit without a kick to the back of the head first. Richie gave her a dirty look as he attempted to comfort a panicked Eddie.

"Nice job hot stuff." Patrick said, removing any space between him and Harley.

He ran his hand down her arms and hips, but suddenly moved when Henry pushed him.

Henry's lips were right there.

Harley kissed them.

Henry kissed her back.

"I want you." She said.