The Bowers Gang

Chapter 4, Henry.

Y/n's POV
It was now a week into the school year everyone was treating me different but I just stayed with Belch which no one really liked but I knew the only reason they paid attention to me was because my look but Belch was different he was my friend before this we also haven't seen the Bowers Gang in awhile either we all are kind of getting worried. After a long day at school I'm walking home with Belch I live a small ways away from his house after dropping him off and saying goodbye I went to walk home when I get the feeling I'm being watched I start to walk a little faster but then I get pulled into the woods they had their hand over my mouth making it impossible for me to scream I didn't have the courage to open my eyes until I heard his voice.
H-Calm down it's just me.
Y/n-*mumble*
H-Oh sorry
Y/n-Henry? Where the hell have you been? I've been worried sick about you.
H-Really?
Y/n-Well I-I just where have you been.
H-Me and the boys got into a car accident and have been in the hospital and now I'm on the run from my dad who is going to kill me when he finds out I crashed the car.
Y/n-Oh my god are you okay.
I begin to inspect his body I find a lot of bruises but I know that they are from his dad I find small cuts and scrapes from the wreck but that pretty much it I let out a sigh of relief which he liked because it showed I cared about him.
H-Y/n......
He started leaning in and I didn't pull back I don't know why I just didn't, just as our lips were about to touch.
SB-Henry Bowers where the hell are you!!!
H-Shit!
Henry grabs my hand and starts to run we could here the running footsteps of someone else behind us, his father.
Y/n-Henry over here it's my house.
We quickly run into my house and up to my room we peek out of the window and see Sheriff Bowers still looking for Henry.
H-Thanks
Y/n-No problem I know what it's like to have an abusive parent.
H-Really?
Y/n-Yeah my mother she got so stressed with her job that she developed anger management problems and she takes it out on me.
H-Oh I'm sorry, I should go before your mom gets home and kicks your ass for having a boy in your room.
Y/n-You can stay if you want my mom is actually out of town for awhile.
H-Are you sure?
Y/n-Yeah come sit down
We sit on the bed and share our abuse story's share the story's of how we got all of our scars and bruises.
Y/n-Oh and I got this one when she threw a vase at my head for getting a B.
H-Damn, what about this?
He point to my bruised wrist.
Y/n-Oh um
H-That from Patrick isn't it?
I don't say anything I just nod.
H-God damn it I told him to stay away from you.
Y/n-You did Why?
H-Because I know the kind of guy he is and I don't want him hurting you like he already did.
Y/n-It was an accident it was from that day down at the quarry.
H-What happened?!
Y/n-Nothing.....
H-Tell me what happened!
There was a certain anger and frustration in his voice but his eyes they spook of heartbreak and pain I didn't want to tell him but I had to I didn't want to hurt him.
Y/n-We almost....
H-What?
Y/n-We almost had.....you know
H-Sex you almost had sex!
He yelled once again making me flinch.
H-Did you like it?
Y/n-Wha-I don't understand
H-Did you like it, the way he touched you the way he kissed you, did you like it?
Y/n-I guess
H-Do you think you would like it if I did it to you.
Y/n-I don't know
He then walked over to me.