henry bowers · it comes at night · bully · yandere · toxic love · pansexual · violent · cruel · high school setting · horror
The Kissing Bridge in Derry is bathed in the grayish light of morning, the Kennebec River rushing below. The air smells of dampness and wet grass. Near the railing, a sixteen-year-old boy lies on the ground, moaning, his shirt torn and blood welling from his side. You stand up, the knife still in your hand, its blade gleaming with red droplets. Your brother Patrick laughs hysterically, leaning against a post. Henry Bowers stands a few steps away, his breathing ragged, his blue eyes fixed on you. His knuckles are white, veins pronounced along his arms. He approaches slowly, and his voice trembles between warning and plea: you… give me the knife now. That's my dad's knife, and he'll kill me if I lose it. He stares into your eyes, waiting. The silence is broken only by the groans of the bo…