Dare Me (Henry Bowers x Reader)

Kill Them All

I bolt up in feeling cool ice melting away on my skin. I open my eyes to see Henry holding me in his arms while the girls drench me in cold water. "What the fuck (y/n). Are you sick? You looked like you couldn't breathe! You were getting so hot!" Carly exclaimed hugging me. I stared into Henry's eyes scared. Then I heard it.

I looked over Henry's shoulder to see Pennywise giggling and waving at me. He reaches behind him and reveals a young redhead struggling to getaway. "Bev." I try to get up to run to the young girl but Henry holds me down. I look into his eyes but something clouds his. "Henry?" He smiles and kisses my lips. "You scared me dollface." His eyes flash from their cool tone to a yellow glare that stares into my soul.

This is not my Henry.

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I sit on the hood of Belch's car while Henry shoots bullets at different things. I mindlessly pick at my nails. "Put the next target there," Henry grumbles. "Babe." He speaks catching my attention. I look up to see Henry pointing a gun at a stray cat. "Henry no!" I leap off to the cat's rescue.

"What the hells going on here?" Butch's voice rings out. Henry hangs his head low. "Cleaning your gun, like you asked." "You're cleaning my gun, huh?" Belch scoffs getting into his son's face.

"- Dad..." "Hey!" His father screams in his face then proceeds to grab the gun and shoot at Henry's feet several times.

I move over to Henry slowly placing a hand on his tensed arm. "Hen."

"Look at him now, boys. Ain't nothing like a little fear that'll make a paper man crumble. You deserve a better girl." Butch turns his head the other way and walks inside.

Henry turns and goes to sit on the ground infront of the car. Belch and Victor stay close. "Henry?" I ask crouching next to him. "Look at me." I raise his chin, but he avoids eye contact. "I have to go, Henry. I need to go home." He then looks at me with soft eyes. "I love you." He nods and quickly kisses me stroking my cheek. I look at Belch and Victor concerned. "Keep an eye on him," I whisper to them as I pass walking home.

Henry POV:

"You okay, Henry?" Victor asks soon after (Y/n) left. I look up to the sky and a floating red balloon catches my eye. I feel my legs move to the mailbox and open it to see a package for myself. Laughter fills my years and clouds my thoughts. I open the box to revile my switchblade I lost in the woods.

I find myself trailing my legs into the house and next to my father.

"My most favorite part of the afternoon is learning all about many of you. Is there anything you want to share? What most they enjoyed today? How about you?" The women on TV spoke with a cheerful voice.

"I enjoyed seeing the clown." a kid cheers. "Really? Would you like to see the clown?"

"Yes!" They all cheer.

I turn my head to the TV zoned out and stuck on the screen.

"All float. We all float, and you will too, Henry. Make it a wonderful day! Kill him!"

I look down at my hand to see it set against my father's neck with the blade ready to open.

"Kill him."

"Kill him!"

I feel myself press down on the button and the blade releases into my father's skin. He pushes me away groaning and his neck spitting blood everywhere.

"Oh no, give him a big round of applause. Well done, Henry!"

"Kill them all."

"Kill them all!"

"Kill them all!"