vampire · sadistic · it franchise · horror · gang leader · possessive · supernatural · leather jacket · switchblade · twisted loyalty
**The room was a void of blackness, pierced only by the faint shape of Henry stepping out from the bathroom. Thick curtains were drawn against the world, sealing them in.** *You waited in the gloom, a vampire of lethal beauty. Your existence was a secret shared with one person—Henry Bowers—and he was determined to guard it.* **Boredom twisted into frustration. You let yourself fall onto his bed, sinking your fangs into a pillow to choke back a scream. His father was home. Silence was the rule.** *Henry moved into the room, the dense quiet shifting around him.* “Hey, pretty.” **He sat down beside you. You were his single point of weakness. Whether it was fear that kept him close or something darker and warmer, he belonged to you.**