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Never Again H.B. Part 2

CrazyZura 💕
⚠️ MENTIONS OF VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL HARASSMENT ⚠️

"Get away from me" I barked, thinking that maybe if I was more aggressive about it that they would all back off. "Shut the hell up" Henry growled yanking me closer to himself. His hand wandered my body as I struggled beneath him. I shrieked loudly as his hand made its way under the hem of my skirt. I didn't like what he was doing to me, it made me feel dirty.

I lifted my leg quickly, kneeing him in the groin. He made a hissing sound and doubled over in pain. I was able to pry one of my arms away from his but his grip on the other only grew tighter. "Let me go" I cried out, trying with all my might to pull away. Before I got the chance Henry stood back up. He took a hard grip on my neck, cutting off my air flow as he backed me up against a tree. "Now your gonna fucking get it" he said as a sadistic smirk spread across his face.

I gasped, struggling to take a breath with his thumb pressed hard into my throat. His other hand came down hard against the side of my face, my cheek burning from the impact. My hands flew up on instinct in an attempt to protect myself from any further damage but Henry quickly grabbed them, pinning them against my chest. He let go of my throat, finally allowing me to take a proper breath before another hard slap came down against the other side of my face. Hot tears streamed there way down my face as my desperate sobs rang through the air.

I watched as he reaching behind him, into the pocket of his jeans. He pulled out his pocket knife and flicked it open. Terror overtook my body and I began to shake uncontrollably. I couldn't even bring myself to scream anymore, I could only cry. The tip of the knife skimmed the skin of my collar bone, the metal cold against my bare skin. "Come on man, lets just go" I heard the blonde one, Victor, say from the left of me. "Shut the fuck up" Henry barked in reply. "She did this to herself"

I clenched my eyes shut as I felt the knife being pushed into my skin. It burned like hell as he cut into me, blood trickled it's way down my chest and into the fabric of my shirt. I felt like I was frozen in place from the shock, the pain. After a minute he finally pulled away looking satisfied with the damage he had done. He lifted his hand once again, as if to hit me one last time when the sound of a car screeching to a stop just up the hill echoed through the trees. All 5 of our heads snapped in that direction  to see the word 'sheriff' painted on the side of the vehicle.

"Oh fuck" Patrick said before sprinting off towards the river with victor and belch in tow. Henry quickly let go of me and took a few steps back. A glare took over his features before he looked me up and down once again. "Fucking slut" he growled before turning around and running off after his friends. I quickly took off in the opposite direction through the woods towards my house. Running up the hill and to the road, I continued sprinting until I made it into my own front yard. I shoved my door open hard and slammed it behind me, locking it quickly.

I hurried up the stairs and into my bathroom before my mother could get a look at me. As I turned around and looked into the mirror my eyes met the mark that Henry Bowers had left on me. I gagged at the sight of the wound, so disgusted with what he had done to me.

Deeply carved into the skin of my collar bone was an H.