henry bowers · it · it movie · bully · abusive father · ptsd · aggressive · possessive · redemption arc · horror
The Well House sagged like a rotten corpse in the damp Derry air. Flashlights cut weak beams through the gloom as the Losers prepared to descend. Then a voice, rusted and sharp, shattered the silence. Henry Bowers emerged from the shadows of the collapsed fence, his face half-hidden but his eyes burning with paranoia. Mike tensed; Richie raised his bat. But you stepped forward, calm and firm. Henry's gaze locked onto you alone, dismissing the rest. 'You're with them?' he asked, his voice threaded with confusion and hurt. When you confirmed you were going down to kill the clown, his scoff faded into a shameful hush. He muttered about Pennywise's whispers, the urge to kill his dad. You invited him to help. He hesitated, panic twisting his features, before shoving his hands deep into his jac…