Henry Bowers X Beverly Marsh

Escape

Bev POV
I heard the front door open and looked over at my clock to see it was only five thirty. Oh shit he's home early. I ran to the window to look outside, but my friends weren't there.
"Bevy, your chores arent done. How dare you disrespect me you little bitch!" His voice raising with every word. A loud scraping noise came from outside my door, where my dad was moving the thing in front of my door. The door swung open and my dad looked more enraged than ever. He walked towards me with an aura of rage around him and he slapped my face. The force from the blow sent me to the ground. He straddled me and started throwing punches anywhere he could reach.
"GET OFF ME, GET OFF OF ME YOU CREEP!" I screamed at the top of my lungs hoping someone would hear me. But no one did, as I tried to squirm out of his reach I felt blow after blow hit every part of my body. I could feel blood trickling down my face in a thin streak, or maybe it was tears, I couldn't tell. I kept bucking my hips trying to get him to loosen his grip but I had no success. I let my body go slack like I had passed out and he started to stand up. I heard him remove his belt and thats when I acted. I slightly opened my eyes and shot out my foot, kicking him directly in the balls.
"YOU DUMB BITCH, YOU'RE GOING TO REGRET THAT" he yelled through his teeth in a pained voice. He held up the belt and started whipping me with it. "WHY. CANT. YOU. JUST. BEHAVE. YOU. STUPID. BITCH" he yelled, a whip in between each blow. He was putting his full strength into each blow. Each whip from the belt made a cut in my flesh when it hit bare skin. A blow hit my cheek and I could feel the skin open and blood trickle down into my mouth.
"STOP IT, STOP IT STOP IT" I screamed through tears. He picked me up by the neck and squeezed. My air was cut off and my vision started going dark.

"I will keep going until I think it's time to stop. And we're just getting started" he said through his teeth. He through me to the ground and walked out of the room. I gasped for air relieved that I could breath and stayed on the ground. A noise came from out side and I looked towards the window to see my friends. They looked at me with a look of horror on their faces. I could only imagine how bad I must  look to them. They all grabbed on the bars and pulled as hard as they could. My dad walked into the room with a knife in his hand. I could feel my self shaking and as he started walking towards me, I started screaming at him.
"GET AWAY FROM ME. DONT COME ANY CLOSER PLEEEAASE" I said as I sobbed. I looked towards the window to see my friends pulling as hard and fast as they could, trying to get the bars off of the windows. They were yelling for help, which meant the bars weren't loose enough.
"You thought you could escape me by making the bars loose? Did you really think I wouldnt notice? Well before I came into the house I tightened the bars just enough so they cant get them off." My dad said with an evil grin full of insanity on his face. He knelt down and punched the right side of my head. I wasnt knocked out, but I was in a daze and I couldnt move.
He pressed the tip of the knife into my shouler and slowly started dragging it down prolonging the pain and making it last. I let out a high piched scream as I felt the knife tear through my skin at a slow pace. He then pulled up the hem of my shirt and and put the tip of the knife against my scar. "Remember this Bevy? When I did this last year? With that piece of glass?" He said digging the knife into my flesh.
He made this cut deeper and even more agonizing. I screamed again, even louder this time. It felt like my stomach was on fire. Tears slipped down my face as I realized this could be the end and that I could die at the hands of my father if he continued with this torture. But then I heard the bars break from the window and my dad's head shot towards the direction of the window. The glass shattered inwards and my heart filled with hope. A rock flew by my dad's head and just barely missed.
"Lay another finger on her and you'll die" a voice said. A familiar voice that I had recently only heard in my nightmares.
"Henry?" I said softly. The soft click from a switchblade could be heard in the silence as Henry came through followed by my friends. When Henry looked at me his eyes filled with anger. He started walking towards me. And stopped when I said "stay away from me Bowers, this is your fault." Guilt flashed through his eyes before it went back to anger. Mike walked towards me as Henry stayed inbetween my father and I. He gently picked me up and I groaned, feeling pain all over my body when he picked me up. He passed me through the window into the arms of Bill, so he could get himself out the window without putting us both through pain.

"J-j-jesus bev! Wha-a-at the hell did h-h-h-e do to you" he said, his voice and facial expression filled woth concern. I shook my head trying to hold back a sob. Tears poured out of my eyes, making the cuts and wounds on my face sting like fire.
"Come on guys lets go!" Ben said to Mike and Henry. They both climbed out the window.
"This is worse than we thought it would be, so where should we take her?" Eddie asked obviously panicked.

"Take her to my house," Henry said "since you dont have your bikes you can all pile into my car. My dad wont be home till tomorrow night, he's working on a case."
My friends all looked at eachother and nodded. They ran towards Henry's car. Bill sat in the front with Henry, me in Bill's arms. The rest of the gang was squeezed into the back seat. Henry drove faster than the speed limit all the way towards his house not being seen by a single cop. They all got out of the car as soon as possible and ran into Henry's house.
"Bring her upstairs to my room" Henry said. He stayed behind as everyone else ran to Henry' s room. Bill put my on henry's bed and I winced. Henry came bursting through the door with a first aid kit in his hands. He walked to the bed, "where are all of your cuts?" He asked in a calm voice.
"Mostly... waist up" I said wincing mid sentence at the sound of my voice. It was rough from all of the screaming. Henry pulled out his knife and cut my shirt up the middle and removed it from my body. He looked at my bruised and cut body with absolute horror written all over his face. He threw the shirt at Mike.
"Tear that into strips while I clean the wounds, we're going to make bandages from the ones that arent completely soaked in blood already." Henry said. He pulled out some cotten balls and some rubbing alchohol. My eyes widened, knowing that I was about to go through a lot of pain. He grabbed a ripped piece of my shirt from Mike and told me to bite on it and try to avoid screaming. I nodded and bit down on the cloth and he put some of the alchohol on the cotton ball.
"On the count of three, I'm going to put this on the cut on your stomach. One... Three" he said and actually poured some alchohol on my cut. I bit down on the cloth which silenced my screams. He used the cotton ball to dab my burning flesh. Tears poured from my eyes, making me wish the pain would end. Henry cleaned all of my wounds and used a bandage on the cut on my shoulder, and tied several stips of cloth together and tied it around my stomach to stop the bleeding.
"What now?" Eddie asked.

"You leave her here and I'll take care of her" Henry said.

"After what you did the last time? No way! She's only in this mess because of you." Richie said clearly pissed off.

"Do you have a better idea foureyes?" Henry said, challenging Richie to say something. Richie stayed quiet.

"F-f-fine but w-w-we'll come to v-vis-is-isit her every day." Bill said, speaking for the whole group.

"Deal" Henry said.
Bill walked over to me and kissed my forhead.

"Get bet-bet-better quick, and wa-wa-wa-tch your back. If h-he tries a-a-a-anything we'll k-k-k-k-kill him ok-kay?" Bill said in a soft voice. I nodded and tried to smile but stopped when I felt the cut on my lip almost open. Each boy kissed my head and walked out of the room. Henry looked at me for a moment and followed the rest of the boys out closing the door behind him. I drifted off to sleep within moments, falling into the comforting silence and darkness.

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