As the boys approached the school, Victor pointed out the losers. "Hey hey hey, guys look. We didn't pick on them yesterday. I say we scare them a bit today." He pointed out the window. Henry sat forward and leaned his elbows on the two seats in the front. "Hm. We'll see." Henry commented. Patrick stayed silent as he continued to look out the window. "Lets just shove them around a little, nothin major but something to scare them a bit!" Victor appealed. "We'll see." Henry stated again. The boys did the same routine as yesterday. A few hours of school went by, then they all outside by the front of the school. Henry was the first to get out and wait for the losers to walk by. Patrick came second and leaned up against the wall next to Henry. He was giving Henry the silent treatment and would continue to do so just for the sake of pissing him off. A few more minutes went by, victor and belch came out of the building and met with Henry and Patrick. The boys waited for about five minutes before they saw the losers. All four of their eyes were locked onto the losers and they continued until Henry made a straight line towards one of them. Henry liked to pick on richie tozier the most, He was easy and the others wouldn't do anything about it. Henry grabbed the kid's backpack and yanked him backwards, letting him fall to the ground. Patrick gravitated towards Eddie and shoved him down to the ground with richie. Victor and belch picked on Stan and continued to poke at him left and right. Henry directed his eyes to Bill now, he gave him an evil glare. "I.. i.. I.. I'm not s..scared of you bowers.!" Bill stuttered as his hands began to grip his backpack straps tighter in fear of what Henry would say. "Did you s..s..s.. say something?" Henry mocked his stuttering and his grin grew wider. The others all turned their attention to the scene. "I.. I.. I said.. I..I'm not s..s.. scared of you.!" Bill grew more nervous. He should've shut up. "Oh you're not? That's cute you think i believe that. I'm not afraid to kill you, then you'll be dead just like your little brother." Henry chided. You saw bill freeze at that moment. Anytime someone brought up Georgie, Bill would become outraged. "h..he..-he isn't d..d..dead." Bill asserted. Henry just laughed, Patrick caught himself snickering at that as well. Victor also joined in on the laughter. "He's probably dead in a ditch somewhere, give up billy! You're not gonna find him!" Henry laughed some more. "I let you off easy this time. Watch yourself." Henry said with the anger now showing. He shot one last glare at the kid before walking off with his gang. The boys filed back into the car, this time in their usual placement. "Where are we off to today?" Puzzled victor as he leaned up front and tried to grab Henry's switchblade from the cup holder. Henry gave victor a quick smack to the hand. "HEY! Don't touch my knife blondie." He growled. Victor pulled his hand back and cradled it in the other. "Ow! No need to be so smacky.. yeesh." Victor mumbled. "but none of you ever answered my question, where are we off to?" He added in. "Unsure, we can always go to the junkyard or we can go to the quarry instead." Belch suggested as he shuffled his feet placement and sped up the car a bit. "The quarry is fine with me I guess." said victor as he tried to slip his hand to the front again to grab Henry's knife. He always wanted to hold the switchblade, he didn't know why he wanted to but he did. He was just odd like that. Yet again, his hand was met with another slap from Henry. Henry spun around in his seat to glare at victor. "Ah ah ah! Don't touch it! No! You're like an annoying cat who wants to knock everything over I swear to god." He huffed and faced forward again. "Come onnnnn can I please just mess with it??" The blonde haired boy begged Henry. "I said NO. Now shut up already." Henry snapped back. Victor sighed then slumped back in his seat. Patrick still hadn't said a word to anyone since they got in the car. He also slumped back in his seat, Patrick placed his feet on the seat in front of him and nudged a bit. He was trying to test Henry. Patrick nudged some more and then began to kick the seat. "Hey! Hockstetter cut it out. That's annoying." Protested Henry. Patrick kept silent but continued to kick the seat. He kept kicking and kicking until Henry spun around and shot a glare at him. "I said cut it out." Patrick looked at him back but continued to kick yet again. Henry let out a loud sigh then pulled himself Into the back of the car and proceeded to push around and shove Patrick. "Don't touch me!! Ew! Get off!" Patrick tried shoving back as Henry persisted on. Victor was shoved up against the car door and the two boys continued to fight. "YOU KEPT KICKING MY SEAT!!" "WELL YOU DONT HAVE TO SMACK ME FOR IT! JESUS CHRIST DONT FUCKING BITE ME GOOD GOD WHY ARE YOU BITING?!" Patrick exclaimed in a panicked tone as Henry chomped down on Patrick's arm. He bit him to the point where blood was drawn. Belch glanced at them from the rear view mirror and shouted. "Get off of each other! Break it up! I really don't feel like stopping the car." But that didn't stop Henry. He just kept biting like the feral thing he was. "OW SERIOUSLY GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME YOU MANIAC?? WHY ARE YOU ACTING LIKE A STUPID DOG??" Patrick finally gets Henry to let go and shoves him to the floor of the car. "And that's what you get for kicking my seat. Bastard." He sneered as he wiped his mouth. The boy climbed back into the front seat and crossed his arms. "God fucking damn it.." Patrick sighed before letting out a loud yell. "BOWERS BIT ME."
Henry and victor erupted in laughter. "Do I have to stop this damn car?? Quit biting each other, okay?? okay." Belch shook his head in disappointment. He may have been disappointed but not surprised by them. Patrick held the arm that Henry had bit and observed the marks he left. "IM BLEEDING, THE CRAZY BITCH MADE ME BLEED. HE LEFT MARKS!!" Patrick cried out. "HAHA YOURE SCARED OF ME WHEN I DO THAT. I'LL BITE YOU ANYTIME MOTHER FUCKER." Henry laughed some more. "THAT SOUNDED SO SEXUAL!" Victor chimed in and couldn't help but laugh even harder than before. "GOD VICTOR WHY??" Patrick kicked victor's leg a bit. "OH COME ON, REALLY VIC?? REALLY?" Henry exclaimed. Victor just laughed even more. The inside of the car was now filled with the sound of laughter and bickering between the three, while belch drove them to the quarry. He really was the mom friend.
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Better than me.[bowers gang]
Fanfiction[fighting, violence, mention of abuse] "I know you hate my guts.. but you're the last thing that feels real to me." [i changed the title as it'll work better with the plot.] #5 in the henpat tag(hell yea)