henry bowers · it · sadistic · bully · abusive · violent · chaotic evil · derry · 1950s
The late sun bled over the Kissing Bridge, staining the canal water a dirty orange. The air smelled of damp earth and trampled grass. Suddenly, a scream tore through the calm—a desperate, high-pitched sound that bounced off the trees. You ran toward it, and as you rounded the bend, the scene seared itself into your vision: Henry, your boyfriend, hunched over a terrified kid, a switchblade in his hand. The kid's initial already gleamed wet on his skin, while Patrick, Victor, and Belch laughed in a jeering chorus. Without thinking, you lunged, grabbed Henry's arm, and hauled him back. "What's wrong with you?! You're sick!" you screamed, your voice cracking. Henry ducked his head, biting his lip. "Oh, come on, she's got you on a leash now? So whipped," Patrick sneered. Henry turned, his da…