Fix You - IT Fanfiction

Twenty Seven

I was staying at Henry's house for a while since we hadn't really spent much time together after our conversation the other day. Henry was reluctant for me to stay there because he doesn't trust his dad, but I managed to persuade him. Honestly, all I wanted was to be around him.

Henry pulled me closer to him in his bed as we lay there, trying to fall asleep.

"You okay?" Henry asked.

"Yeah, I just can't sleep," I said.

"Are you cold?" Henry asked.

I nodded.

Henry pulled me even closer. I could feel his warm breath on the back of my neck. He turned me around and our noses were almost touching.

"Is that better?" Henry asked.

I nodded and we looked into each other's eyes, we were basically hugging but lying down, and our faces were incredibly close together.

"Maybe if you think about something other than sleeping you'll fall asleep," Henry suggested. "I hope we're in the same homegroup this year."

"Same, I hope we're with some of the others too," I said. "Our year is kind of small so I guess there's a good chance."

"Things are just so different now," Henry said in awe. "But a good different."

"Definitely," I agreed.

We had small talk for a while and I eventually drifted off to sleep.

I woke up in Henry's bed, but he wasn't there. I heard noises in the kitchen so I assumed it was Henry. I got up, out of bed and headed for the bathroom to take a shower.

I turned on the water and waited for it to heat up as I took off all my clothes.

I stepped in and enjoyed the warmth of the water, which was amazing since mornings could get pretty cold towards the end of Summer. I did all the usual things that you do in the shower, I washed my hair and body, shaved and brushed my teeth.

"Henry, is that you in the shower?" Butch asked from behind the bathroom door.

"No, it's Primrose!" I Called back.

As soon as I said that I regretted it because the door opened. I couldn't see much because the shower was fogged up, but I could tell that Butch had opened the door stepped into the bathroom, and closed and locked the door. 

"Did you want something?" I asked.

Butch shrugged.

"Do you mind giving me a few minutes?" I asked.

"No," Butch said, opening the shower door.

"What are you doing?" I asked, holding my hands over my body, scrambling to cover myself up and stepping backward until my back touched the wall.

Butch removed his belt, followed by his shirt and then his pants, then he was standing there in just his underwear. I stepped forward to turn the shower off and get out, but after Butch had removed his last article of clothing, his underwear, he stepped into the shower, blocking me from the tap and taking away any chance of me getting out.

Memories came rushing back, the feeling of strong, large hands on my body, the feeling of being trapped and the way I felt when I was held against my will and forced upon. 

I started to panic, tears began to pour out of my eyes and I started to breathe extremely heavily.

"W-where's Henry?" I asked.

"He'll be here soon," Butch said. "Once I've had some fun."

I ran forward, attempting to push him, but he was too strong and was holding onto the wall to support himself. There was no chance of escape.