Not Afraid Anymore (Henry bowers)

Chapter 18

Everyone was still asleep when the sound of someone bashing on the door made me fly off the couch, the T.V was still on so skipping across everyone I turned it off. Turning back around, I made my way over to the door. Dad always kept his baseball bat with the coat rack we never used. I firmly wrapped my fist around it. 

It was too dark to even see the silhouette in front of the door through the small peephole, slowly reaching for the handle I could already feel the handle turning, once the door was open wide enough I felt three sets of arms pulling me in, Henry, Vic, Belch, and Patrick were standing right in front of me, 

"How are you holding up? I overheard, trust me I would've been here a lot quicker but I got caught up in something" Henry said pulling me in for another hug, 

"Thanks but please keep it down just a little bit I don't care that you guys are here" Patrick cut me off, 

"Wow, harsh" slapping his chest with his hand, 

"you know what I meant, don't be a dick all the time, it's just the losers are here and I don't want any fights or arguments, if not I'm putting all of you in different parts of the house or you'll just have to get used to each other" I explained trying to keep my voice quiet, Patrick didn't look too happy about what I was implying but I knew he'd get over it, 

Belch was cruisey he didn't care as long as there was food, Vic and Henry stood there looking lost and awkward which wasn't like them at all which made me think about that night with Vic, I really hope Henry never finds out about it.

"Just promise me you'll stay quiet, just until they wake up so I at least have a chance to tell them," I asked, the guys all nodded their heads in agreement. 

"So if you don't want them knowing we're here where are we sleeping?" Patrick asked, looking around, 

"I was just thinking you could just stay in my room if that's not a problem," I said, leading them to my room. The thought of having both my best friends and my best friends enemies in the same house was a terrifying thought that I never thought I'd have.

 "I guess if there's no other room it will have to do'' Vic reassured, 

"great I'll go get some extra blankets then," I said leaving the boys to get comfortable, once reaching the hallway cupboard Richie came up behind me, 

"Richie!?, what are you doing?" he avoided answering the question by asking another, 

"what are you doing letting Bowers gang inside your house!? Do you not remember all the shit he's done to us? He's the reason you almost got bashed by Greta, she told me all about it and she lied telling me that you were hooking up with him and then we put the pieces together and that's why I stopped talking to you and I finally thought you guys called quits, I guess I was wrong" he said adjusting his glasses, his face filled with disgust before Henry walked out. 

I've really fucked up now.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the famous Henry Bowers, where's the rest of you dumbass group?" Richie asked sarcastically, 

"Richie don't, they came to make sure I was okay, and then they were leaving don't make this a bigger problem than you're making it," I asked almost begging, 

"look Zav I want to forgive you but you being with Henry draws a line and crosses it, not even crosses it flies over it, don't you remember Henry bullying bill for stuttering, Ben for being fat even though he isn't wrong, and Mike for being the black kid in town, you leave Eddie up to Belch and Hockstetter and then be an asshole to the rest of us and making sure Beverly doesn't have it easy either, she never fucked you and she never will, and don't even get me started with me, you've made it hard for me to walk back into the arcade, that was my getaway BUT YOU JUST HAD TO COME IN AND WREAK IT ALL!" Richie shouted causing the rest of the boys to leave my room, 

"what the fuck is going on, my head just hit the pillow and you're making a big fuss over nothing" Patrick whined rubbing his eye,

"Riche can this just, can we just talk about this, please? I didn't want you knowing about this for this very reason I knew you'd be the only one to make a huge fucking fuss over nothing, and I thought we promised no drama my dad just died for fuck sake cut me some slack here" my tone was rasing with every word. 

"No one promised shit Zav not me nor anyone else, cause you never said that those assholes were coming over" Richie was no longer talking quietly, you could probably hear him from outside, 

"what's going on?" Stan asked stretching, 

"this bitch lied to us again, she snuck Bowers and his Gang in without us knowing" Richie muttered making Stan fully wake up noticing Henry standing behind me, 

"Stan please I was going to tell you" Stan stood silently in disbelief, 

"I believe you Zav, Richie you need to understand that she's part of both groups the losers and Bowers gang she can choose who she's with and did you forget she's dating Bowers and because of you we're all awake now, I was just voted to come and tell you all to and I quite 'shut the fuck up' by Beverly. And now I'm going back to sleep if you don't mind" Stan said walking away. 

Richie stood with his arms folded across his chest glaring at Henry who stood silently. Silence filled the room with Richie being the first to walk away, this he wouldn't get over easily.

"Why'd you just stand there I needed you, not the blank-faced Henry you just were," I asked forcing him out of my way, the others had already laid themselves down, I knew Richie once again needed time away from me so I left my stuff on the couch and threw myself on my bed letting the tears burst out. 

It was like the wall of a dam breaking letting all the water flow flooding the entire street.