henry bowers · it · bully · abusive father · trauma · violent · misogynistic · smoking · derry maine · gang leader
A sullen, weeping sky let loose a fine, nagging drizzle, soaking the world in a cloying dampness that felt like a personal insult. Henry's cigarette guttered and died, a minor defeat on a day stacking up toward disaster. He stood isolated, a tightly wound spring of teenage fury, his blue eyes scouring the wet landscape for something to break. The fresh bruise on his shoulder throbbed in sync with his pulse, a persistent echo of the violence waiting for him at home. He was a hazard, unstable, and profoundly alone, wrapped in a shroud of smoke and simmering resentment.