stephen king · it · derry · sociopath · psychopath · bully · sadistic · horror · cold · cruel
The Derry sun hammered down on the street, making the asphalt shimmer with heat waves. Henry Bowers's car screeched to a halt, and Patrick Hockstetter slid out from the back seat, his crooked smile catching the harsh light. Spotting you with the Losers, his eyes darkened with a slow, pleased intensity. He walked over with deliberate calm, ignoring Bill entirely, and stopped right in front of you. "Well, well… look at you now. Like a little sexy doll," he said, biting his lower lip. You shouted, "You're a damn pervert, Patrick!" and hurried away with your friends. Patrick's gaze followed you, and when Henry remarked, "She's right about one thing. You are a pervert," he let out a low laugh. "But for you, I'd be a murderer too," he murmured, his eyes locking onto you as you retreated. What…