Sweet And Sour

PLEASE READ!!! : For this choose your own story try to KEEP TO the links attached to that post in order for your story to make sense. This is boggling my brain ;( I WILL LEAVE NOTES OF ROUTES! There will be still general hangouts and cross overs with characters from both losers and bowers gang.

Example: Maths class Part 1 - Part 3 VIC Rout "title" or History Class Part 1 - Part 3 Henry + Pat rout "title" I hope this makes sense, just follow the links and make sure to have fun. Thank you for reading xxx

PART 1 Intro (CLICK ME)

PART 2 Meeting them (CLICK ME) Mother link all story options

PART 3 Henry and Patrick route

A. (STAND YOUR GROUND) - Click me

Option A Warnings: Violence, Blood, Trauma response, Copping mechanism, Panic attack, Stress, Emotion overload, ANGST

B. (FLEE) - Click me

Option B Warnings: Slight Angst, inappropriate tough, triggering, trauma response, stress inducing, slightly sadistic

PART 3 Victor Route

A. (FOLLOW HIM) - Click me

Option A Warning: Lemon, graphic, Drug consumption, Sexy time, Swearing. UNDER 18 please DO NOT READ

B. (LEAVE BY YOURSELF) - Click me

Option B Warning: Slurs, some unwanted touching

PART 3 Belch Route

A. (LUNCH WITH BELCH) - Click me

Option A Warnings: Unwanted touching and rough treatment

B. (LEAVE ON YOUR OWN) - Click me

Option B Warnings: Bullying/Being Bullied

PART 3 Henry/Bowers gang route

A. (TALK WITH BEV) - Click me

Option A Warnings: Implies sexual abuse, Trauma, Smoking, Coping mechanisms, Slightly Violent, anger problems, shitting on religion (I'm sorry!! please don't come for me)

B. (LEAVE BY YOURSELF) - Click me

Option B Warnings: Mental health decline, slight loneliness, depression and social anxiety themes.

Choose your own story - Part 3

Henry Bowers Route

Option B: Leave by yourself

PART 1 Intro (CLICK ME)

PART 2 Sports class "With Henry" (FOR THIS POST)

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Part 3 (CLICK ME) Mother link all story options

Warnings: Mental health decline, slight loneliness, depression and social anxiety themes.

Reader: Sorry to disturb you but I am fine *you quickly grabbed all your items that fell on the floor*  Beverly: *watches you for a moment as you walked past with a saddened expression on her face* Reader: *you walked out trying your best to cover the mark on your neck with some strands of hair. *You attended you next class feeling a little empty, a shell and an urge to be somewhere else. You could feel the way the energy in the room change as you walked in. The girls and boy gossiping and whispering with each other. You felt like you were being left to the wolves not any different to school back at home* Reader: *a boy with big glasses and some what cute googly eyes sat next to you*  Richie: Damn! I didn’t know Vinnie Vincent from KISS was attending this class.  Reader: *you giggle a little* Thats a bit of a cheap blow for you  Richie: I know something else you could blow  Reader: You little smart ass *you nudged him in the arm playfully*  Richie: So what are you doing for lunch need me to show you around? *he smiles confidently*  Reader: Is this your poor attempt in asking me out *you play along. Noticing another boy a lot smaller then Richie and scrawnier sit down* Eddie: Richie what are you doing thats Bowers girl! Have you not heard the rumore's *he whispered*  Richie: What no she literally just got here and Greta is soo full of shit.  Eddie: Well then whats that on her neck!!! Reader: *you just fazed out looking at the wall, you could hear everything all the gossip of the other classmates and everything Eddie was saying. It was all starting to add up.  Richie: Your just scared of contracting cooties  Eddie : No Richie I’m trying to save your skin!   Richie: Look at her Eddie do you think she's happy being known as Henry Bowers girl! No he's probably just being an asshole!  Reader: *You couldn’t help but smile listening to all the words Richie said*  Richie: Hey umm I’m Richie this is Eddie don’t mind him. He usually has his aneurysm's like this once a day gets it from his mom highly contagious.  Reader: *you laughed as the two boys continued bickering. You glanced out the window studying the surroundings. Only for you lay eyes on none other then Henry. No doubt he could see you and the two boys. He didn't look happy at all.  Reader: Hey um It was really nice meeting you guys but I really should goo.  Richie: Hey wait! *he reaches out for you hand. His hands were so warm and sincere being held in his. Reader: I’m sorry Richie but Eddie is right it's not safe. *you walked away saddened* Richie: We gotta help her Eddie!  Eddie: NO Richie we are already on Henry’s shit list! Do you want us to be at the top of that list.  Richie: Bill and Bev will listen … Everything, every girl that gang touches either goes missing or become a ghost in a shell. Destroyed…  WHAT WILL YOU CHOOSE A. Have lunch with Richie B. Suck it up to Bowers

Blech Huggins route

Choose your own story Part 3

Option B: Leave on your own

PART 1 Intro (CLICK ME)

PART 2 Science class "With Belch" (FOR THIS POST)

PART 2 (CLICK ME) Mother link all story options

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Warnings: Bullying, Being bullied

Reader: *you waved goodbye to Blech as you made you way to the Library block, You just wanted some alone time and hopefully no drama*  *Their practically wasn’t even a soul in the library. Accept for a boy, he looked younger and another sort of another social outcast*  Reader: Hey *you pull the chair out sitting down next to him*  Ben: *froze* Uum I don’t want any trouble please… Reader: *you looked confused*  Ben: Ooh sorry..I didn’t mean to judge you…*he was just a little intimidated by your looks*  Reader: It’s ok… Ben: Ben my names Ben but most people just call me the new kid…(lol)  Reader: Well I’m new to the town of Derry too…Did somebody hurt you? ARE YOU OK?  Ben: Yeah I’m fine its just Henry and his goons. I come here cause its the one place they don’t ever bother come to check for me…  Reader: I’m sorry to hear that Ben.  *You both hear a sudden loud noise like a group of rowdy boys kinda noise. You grab Ben's hand quickly leading him out of the library and up the stairs through the language rooms. You could hear the boys following the two of you before a Devilish skinny raven haired boy came into view*  Patrick: Where a you to love birds off too *he smirks walking up the stairs closing in on the both of you two quickly*  Ben: Just leave me be…  Reader: No Ben what if they hurt you *you frowned looking back at him as you both ran*  Ben: If you run it only gets worse *he breaks free from your grasp*  Ben: Please GO…I’ll be fine *he turns around sadly coming face to face with Patrick. His demise*  Patrick: Whats wrong can’t keep up with that little slut! *he corners Ben as the other boys start to show up* *A blond boy you didn’t know, Henry and to your disappointment Belch appeared. Rough handling, intimidating and enabling the bullying of Ben to take place*   Reader: *you lock eyes with Belch*  Belch: *he mouths* I can explain  Reader: *you frown shaking your head walking away quickly hoping the other boys wouldn’t notice you*  *Seeing Henry and the dark haired boy tormenting Ben and Blech being apart of the problem. Made you unsure if you wanted to be involved with him anymore. You went back to the Library where you and Ben had left you stuff.  Reader: *You look up to see the same dark haired boy again playing with what looked like a lighter. You hid quickly behind the bookshelves* Patrick: I can hear you breathing…

WHAT WILL YOU CHOOSE A. Run to Belch B. Justice for Ben

Henry + Patrick Route - Choose your own story

OPTION B. RUN FOR YOUR LIFE

PART 1 Intro (CLICK ME)

PART 2 History class "With Pat & Henry (FOR THIS POST)

PART 2 (CLICK ME) Mother link all story options

Part 3 (CLICK ME) Mother link all story options

Warnings: Slight Angst, inappropriate tough, triggering, trauma response, stress inducing, slightly sadistic

Patrick: 3….4…*smirks as he towers over you the past sinking in like salt on a wound*  Reader: *You quickly picked yourself up off the floor as you started running towards the hallway exit as you leaped down the stairs.  Henry: YOU BETTER RUN WHORE!  Patrick:*Cackles throwing his head back, his voice echoed through the hall way and rang into your ears*  Patrick: *his body suddenly became still, holding his breath taking in the thrill of the moment* Five… *The souls of your feet aggressively thumbed the ground as a storm raged in your lungs. Your legs ached but you refused to look back, twigs and thorns lashing at your soft flesh. You ran ducking behind some of the old science classrooms. Pressing your back hard against the wall*   Patrick: HUNTING SEASON ON WHORES WOOO *he hollers before dashing in front of Henry leaving him to follow*  Henry: HEY PAT *He follows closely after him*  Henry: What's up with her? You need to tell me something!? *he steps forward* Patrick: Was salivating at the thought of catching you, reliving the memories as the nostalgia came back to him. He turns around slowly, his eyes empty and hollow as if he wasn’t there. His consciousness faded back to reality upon glancing at Henry*  Patrick: Oh so you did notice…you forget that i know you *he walks over to Henry sizing him up, daring him to do something. Patrick: Your into them too aren’t you *he smirks with a sinister look in his eyes* Henry: I call dibs… Patrick: Naahh we go way back…The baby doll is mine... *Patricks smirk fading for a moment before turning around to continue his search for you.  Henry: Come on! Your not gonna share with me  *follows him* What do you say we make a Deal…First one to get her *he smirks*  Patrick: First to do her *the two boys walk shoulder to shoulder smirking and plotting the things they are going to do to you... Reader: FUCK FUCK FUUCK! *your hands grasping fistfuls of hair as you struggle to cope with the current situation. Your hands started to shake as your blood went cold and the air wheezed into your lungs.No matter how much tired you could only you gasp.You wanted to slam your head against the wall, you wanted it all to go way, Patrick to go AWAY.* 

Henry: Soo how do you know her?... Patrick: That's a story that stays between us..  Henry: Come on, did you do it with her!? Patrick: I told you Baby Doll was mine didn’t I…I crave her smell, the way bruises and blood paint her soft skin. The way her eyes beg me to stop…*he groans in ecstasy*  Henry: That's a bit creepy Pat... It's not like you to be so into 1 Girl.  Patrick: After fucking all the whores in Derry..none of them come close to my Baby Doll… Henry: Don’t worry I’ll be gentle with her..  Patrick: You Fucking watch yourself Henry! She's mine, she knows it and I hope you do too. *side eyeing Henry as his eyes continued dart around for any trace of you.

Reader: Ah get a hold of yourself your FINE! *you could hear Patrick howling in the distance. You peer your head around the corner to see wide open space. Crossing the oval was a death wish. But it was either that or the way you just came. It was the only option you had.* Patrick:*stop in a cross path as he motions to Henry to go to the oval whilst he lurks around the old science classrooms.  Reader: *your feet felt the stubborn grass as you frantically look around you as you further walk into plan sight.  Patrick: There you are Baby Doll…*he’s only meters behind you, the look in his eyes made you frightened. Like a beast that was ready to devour its meal.  Reader: *you flinched running as fast as you could*  Henry: Got you now…*he appears  meters in front of you as both boys blocked your exits.  Reader: WHAT THE HELL DO YOU GUYS WANT! I'M DONE WITH THIS SICK JOKE *your eyes were sharp watching for which one would make the first move. 

Choose your own story - Part 3

Victor CrissRoute

OPTION B: Leave by yourself

PART 1 Intro (CLICK ME)

PART 2 Maths class "With VIC" (FOR THIS POST)

PART 2 (CLICK ME) Mother link all story options

Part 3 (CLICK ME) Mother link all story options

Warnings: Slurs, unwanted touching

*You watched as Victor’s figure slowly faded from view. You still weren’t too sure about him and his little stunt with Greta. Speaking of the devil.  Greta: He just wants to fuck you like all the rest.  Reader: Is that so?  Greta: Yeah that's what Emma and Tracy did those college whores.  *Greta was definitely an A+ snob. You noted her overly confident attitude and her need noticed* Reader: …You know you seem like a smart girl Greta, maybe we got off on the wrong foot. Im Lilith.  Greta: Why would I want to be friends with a freak.. Reader: I didn’t say friends..we just have a lot to offer each other.. Greta: Hmmm an inside job… Reader: Of course we can never be seen with each other, everyone would know… Greta: Ok New girl here is the Deal. I have an unspoken feud with Emma and her cheer squad.  Reader: Why what did she do?  Greta: Your not in a position to ask questions here!..You get close with Victor, her ex and you tell me all the details that's all… Reader: And you'll keep my name out of your mouth. Greta: Sure...Just don't go getting excited! Reader: Is Victor yours now is he... Greta: You better watch yourself NEW GIRL!...*she glances at her goons before walking away as they followed* *You didn’t know if you were happy or concerned. Blood feuds between girl groups in small towns always get messy. So maybe it would be safer to involve yourself with Victor more and maybe the gang. Question is if Greta is a hard core bitch or a girl that talks too much* *As you walk out the class room your hair swaying side to side. Some kids looked on in disgust, others curiosity and some with excitement and admiration. Good part of being yourself is the parts in other you bring to light. Suddenly you noticed the halls become a little quieter, students moving out of the way for your as you passed. You saw the shadows of a group. A group of boys…

Reader: Bowers *you had a flash back to earlier on that day* (read part 1!) Reader: Shit *you cussed trying to ignore there presents*  Patrick: Look who it is *he walks beside you his lanky body and long legs stood out to you.*  Patrick: Like what you see Babe! *he smirks*  Reader: You wish..  Patrick: Oh no don’t hurt me again *he taunts in a higher pitch girly voice*  Reader: I see your balls haven’t dropped (AN A OOP!) Henry: *laughs you could here the smile on his face.*  Patrick: I have no doubt a goth girl like you would love to see my balls.. Belch: Shut up Patrick! Swear to god can’t take you anywhere!  Patrick: Is this about that time your mom invited us over to dinner… *Patrick and Belch continued bickering* Reader: You seem to be in a good mood… Henry: I thought you goth girls were into that stuff… *his paced matched yours as you walked together.  Reader: Classic Brain Rot. Henry: Are you calling me stupid! *starts getting agitated*  Reader: *you side eye him* NO! You need to learn to relax, it's just a saying… I didn’t think you’d come all this way to apologies to me bowers *you smirked*  Henry: Shut up!!! *nudges your shoulder*  Reader: *You were about to nudge Henry back..when Victors arm suddenly came into view* Victor: *slung his arm around you tugging you towards him, holding you close to his chest as you and the gang walked*  Victor: Don’t play with Henry like that..Not in these crowded halls sweetheart *he whispered gently* Henry: *stayed quite*  Patrick: *played with some strands of your hair every now and then*  Victor: *often swatting him away and giving him don’t fuck with me looks*  Patrick: *snickers knowing the bloodies feeble attempts in executing authority*  Henry: What class do you have next… Reader: Sports *you groaned*  Patrick: Don’t worry sweetheart we always make things interesting…

Look like the boys are gonna be accompanying you to sports class. A.Sports class with the Boys! (part 4)

OPTION A. IF YOU CHOOSE TO FOLLOW VICTOR

Note: Please follow links to THIS POST ONLY from here on for your story to make sense!

Warning: Drug consumption, Lemon kinda graphic, some swearing!! IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 DO NOT READ!!!

PART 1 Intro (CLICK ME)

PART 2 Maths class "With Vic" (FOR THIS POST)

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Reader: Hey umm!! *you call out reaching for his shoulder* Victor: *He turned around to face you* Hmm..Oh m-my name is Victor *he laughs nervously he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.* Reader: Is it okay if I kick it back with you? Victor: *Smiles brightly* Heck yeah I know this really good spot past the sciences rooms *you follow Vic out the class room to his locker* Haha you make one cute shadow.. Victor: Shit! Reader: Whats wrong *you tip top peering over his shoulder* Victor: The locks jammed *starts fiddling* Reader: Let me try *your hands brush your silky strands pulling out a bobby pin, ducking under his arms as you closely started inspecting the lock yourself lightly brushing his hands. Victor: *Looks down at your small frame, you were practically begging to be in his embraces. He couldn't tell if you were messing with him or.. he places his chin on your head watching you patiently. His hands found there way to his pockets* Reader: *Click* Got it!! *you slowly turn around looking up and Vic* Reader: You know I'm not going to bite you Vic *you smirk* Victor: I don't know you almost messed up Pat and Henry *he smiles* Reader: Lets face it you probably wished it was you huh *a sultry look in you eyes* Victor: *presses his lips together before starting to rummaging through the locker. You noticed a a couple pocket knives, bum bags and books that look like a dogs been chewing on them* Reader: Hey why do have Henrys maths book *you pinch it between your fingers holding it up. The cover has knife marks, pages with random lewd drawings and others ripped out* Victor: Oh the gang we kinda share lockers. My actual locker is all he way in the Language building. Can't be fucked with those stairs or the walk. *he pulls out some rolling papers stuffing it into a bum bag. Slinging it over his shoulders before chucking a baggy black hoodie over the top* Reader: Hmm not suspicious at all... Victor: Oh please Wednesday Addams DUPE!! Reader: Stop it Malfoy *Hermione granger impression* Victor: Oh haha very funny Reader: SOoo is that your normal hair or... Victor: Quit it! *He ruffles your hair, slinging an arm over your shoulder as you both walk to his spot. *You and Vic pass Greta and her goons. Vic kept his head down avoiding any kind of contact. You still keep a firm gaze on Greta not intimidated by her in the slightest. Something that bothered her.* Greta: *Follows you and Vic as you both made your way to the oval cutting across to the old Science room* Victor: *Looks back over his shoulder seeing Greta was indeed following both of you. He just ignores her not seeing the problems brewing.*

Victor: These bathrooms are Abandoned. Something about a plumbing problem. The school didn't want to pay for the costs... Reader: Not bad Vic...You don't tell spooky stores and cry bloody Mary in here do you *smirking up at him* Victor: Nah Im too grown for that. I knew a baby bat like you would love it here. *he sat on the toilet lid, lifts his hood and grabbing out papers and a light. As well as unhooking the speaker on the side of bag turning it on* Victor: You wanna be my DJ baby *he smiles turning to the side* Reader: Sure *you grab your phone out scrolling through your playlists* Victor: Nothin to crazy don't wanna get caught *starts removing the hard cover off the toilet paper dispenser to reveal a lose tile where the gang stored there stash* Reader: Don't worry I got you...So do you or the gang like sell? Victor: Belch Doesn't smoke, Henry is more of a scotch n whisky kind of guy and Patrick...He don't need it but on the rare occasion we all get high together. It quite funny.

Victor: *Grabs a baggie and a grinder starting to prepping a joint* Reader: *You ended up playing Us Vs. Them by the $uicideboy$* Reader: A couple candles in here wouldn't hurt... Victor: So you can do your little satanic rituals I don't think so cutie... Reader: Aye you've already labeled me as Wednesday Addams, chill or maybe I will have to sacrifice you. *you teased as you kneeled down brushing some dust and broken glass away making a little spot on the floor* Victor: *Starts bopping his head to the music* Nice choice *he licks the paper as he rolled the weed* Victor: Hey! Woah I'm not gonna make you sit on the floor damn. Reader: Oh well then where do you want me to sit *you stand up crossing your arms annoyed*

Victor: *He scoots back on the seat making some room between his legs* Here *tap tap* I promise I won't bite. Reader: *you smile playfully rolling your eyes at him before sitting down.* Victor: Snuggles into the nape of your neck, his cheek pressing against you soft skin and his chin resting over your shoulder. His forearm lay on your thighs. Lighting the joint. He turns his head to the side taking a couple drags before exhaling* *You both heard footsteps and a shadow from around corner moving closer. It looked like the figure of a girl..* Victor: What the FUCK do you want! *his voice loud and heavy. His face turned to a frown.*

Emma Tompson: Hey Vic *she leans on the door frame casually. She locks eyes with you. Flashing a disgusted look.* I didn't think you would replace me with that.. *Emma Tompson.. You had heard about her before. She was on the cheerleading team for College not far from the school. She messed around with all the jocks, attending their parties ect. She had light brown hair with the blond highlights. Bottle tan skin and the only attractive feature really being her long legs and over all slim figure. She wore too much makeup. Her clothes, shirts in particular were known to have Orange makeup stains. Tacky to say the least.*

Victor: Fuck Off Emma *His head was raised he sternly locks eyes with you before bringing the joint to your lips* Can't you see I'm busy... Emma: *Was a bout to open her mouth and say something before she was Victors cold hearted stare and his fists balled* Fine... *she stomped away annoyed as hell* Victor: *lets out a sigh* took the joint from your fingers taking a deep drag. Suddenly he grabs your face, forcing his lips on yours breathing out the smoke. His red hazed eyes longing looked into your bewitching ones.*

Reader: *you had no choice but to breath it all in. It was suffocating which made it all the more arousing for you, the burning sensation and the feeling of him sucking on your bottom lip. The smoke escaped your nostrils* Victor: *His hands had started softly squeezing your outer thighs and slowly started rubbing the inner. Taking a big handful and squeezing, you jolt a little breaking the kiss. His hands relaxed* Victor:*His eyes widen a little as he brings his had to his eyes rubbing them a little* Shit...Im so sorry. *he takes his other hand away from your thigh. Resting back on the tank running his through his hair, not daring to make eye contact with you again* I shouldn't have done that...SHIT!

Reader: *You look over your shoulder and sigh annoyed. You bring your legs to your chest, swivel around and lay your legs over his on either side straddling him almost.* You are no fun.. *you say flatly* Victor: *look down at his lap devoured by the guilt* Reader: Vic...*you coo as your soft voice grabbed his attention* Your acting as if you know I don't like it, your not nervous are you *you tease him.* Victor: You say that like I'm some Malfoy virgin *he smiled a little* I just don't wanna mess things up. Seeing Emma... Reader: Vic..*You lay both your hands on his chest rubbing small circles* I know girls like that only want you for your money, drugs or in this case your weed. Claiming the joint from him taking one last drag. Looking at him with your lust fulled eyes blowing the smoke through your nose.

Victor: *Gulps* Are you sure you want to do this with me *his sleepy red eyes gazed at you. Begging* Reader: *you lean your whole body forward pressing your chest to his, he closes his eye parting his lips as you both kiss once more. You both take turns kissing and sucking on each others bottom lip. Victor: *pushes your shoulders back breaking the kiss for a moment, as he straightens up then your lips connecting again. This time Vic's kisses were more sloppy, wet and messy. His hands find your waist tugging your body into his. Reader: *Your wrap your arms around his neck and squeeze your thighs around his waste before pulling away panting for air. You could feel the heat building*

Victor: *Starts planting kisses down your neck reminding you of class earlier on that day. His hands slip down to your hips, tracing their shape, he grips your hips hungrily pulling them directly on-top of his.*

Reader: *you gasp at the sudden jolt, your noses now touching, eye to eye and lips to lips. Victor: *Cupping your butt checks and giving them a tight squeeze* You don't understand how much I need you baby bat. *He smirks as he tugs on your hair from behind your back causing you to arch your back, puff your chest and press your heat on his* Fuck baby *he cusses under his breath*

Victor: Get up take your underwear off...leave everything else on (if you have pants on you take them off, short skirt you keep it on) *He slump back eyes on you watching every move* Reader: *You crunch over to discretely take your clothing off* AHH!! *You cried out a red mark appeared and started stinging. Victors hand print stained you ghostly skin*

Victor: I want to see everything...*he unzips his fly teasingly.* Reader: *your fingers reach the hem of your underwear as you bend over slowly dragging the fabric over and off your legs. Cocking you head to the side eyeing Victor through your now messy hair* Victor: *Groans loudly as you see a tent in his pants twitch* Don't tease me you'll regret it baby bat....come here. *He looks up at your face covered in bliss.He chuckles* The weed is really kicking in.

Reader: I want you really bad Vic *you blert out*

Victor: Turn around baby *he smirks guiding your hips back to his lap* Can't go back now... *He places a hand on the under your thigh before propping your leg over his doing the same to the other side*

*Victors hand brushed your inner thigh making you shudder as the other snaked under your shirt chasing your ribs to your breasts massaging and cupping them. Victor Starts kissing and sucking at your neck leaving read marks for the world to see. Reader: *you let out a moan as Victor suddenly roughly grabs your hips, pressing your heat down onto his bulge more as he slowly grinds. Your heat was starting to tense and pulsate the sticky fluid dripping onto his Camo print cargos.* Reader: Vicccck *you moan a little louder*

Victor: *Whispers in your ear* Look how wet you are making a mess already and I haven't even touched you... *He starts man spreading his legs forcing you to spread your even more for him, your heat was out in the open. Oozing onto the floor a creamy slick liquid* Victor: You look so fucking hot right now... *he groans* *His hand swiftly slips under your bra and start rolling your nipple tips between his fingers in a rough half circular motion* *SLAP!!!*

Reader: AHHH!!! *You cry out in shock throwing your head back over Victors shoulder. Facing the ceiling* Victor:*SLAP, SLAP, SLAP you became a twitching groaning mess* This is how it's gonna feel when I beat that pussy up *he whispers your ear, he raises his hand* Victor: Your soaking wet *raising his hand admiring the creamy white liquid* Reader: *you huff and pant the sweat starting to form in droplets around your neck, face and chest. You started rocking your hips arching back onto his bulge*

Victor: *He Spreads your legs even more as you thighs started to ached* No that ain't how this goes *he coos bring his hand back down touching your sensitive slit his fingers softly pressing down the sides of your clit* Reader: Vic Pleaseee! *You beg him to stop teasing you*

Victor: I'm sorry I can't hear you baby could maybe say that a bit louder *his fingers trace there way to your sensitive little bean. His finger tips rubbing gentle small circles around it. Reader: Uuhhhgg Victor please....don't tease me anymore *you struggle to stay conscious as your eyes roll back. The weed, the heat and the want starting to drive you crazy.

Victor: *smirks* Fine I'll stop teasing.. *with one hand he pulled out his swollen man hood, a trail of pre cum leaking out the tip. You could feel the hot touch between your butt cheeks growing to your clit lips.* Reader: Viiicc mmph *you moan into his ear, panting as you try rocking your clit lips on his man hood coating it in your juices.* Victor: Sorry baby but not today *he smirks before his middle and ring finger circle and rub at your entrance. With a SLAP he enters your wet walls his knuckles stretching you just a little bit further*

Reader: AHH ah haaa Vic please I want more *your head hung low a little embarrassed gasping for air*

Victor: You gotta watch baby bat *he bites his lip as he felt his man hood twitch, his other hand grabbing your face making you watch his fingers curl up inside you*

Reader: *your toes curl feeling his fingers intensely rubbing your good spot. Pressing up against it as he moves his fingers in and out at an increasing pace. You could hear him panting in your ear*

*You could feel your walls tightening, you start to squirm, Victor kept adjusting his hand so no matter how much you squirm you wouldn't escape. Your hands found their way to his hair rubbing and tugging lightly. You felt an uncomfortable knot forming in your stomach, the heat building as you arch your back Victor pushes his fingers all the way hitting your cervixs.* *His whole hand grabbing and pressing against your clit.He could feel it twitch and tighten. This clear liquid dripping down onto the floor. His other hand left your jaw reaching for your swollen bean, starting to lightly tap on it then soon after firmly rubbing it in an up and down motion matching his thrusting fingers.

Reader: Ahhh Vic Ah-ah AHHMMPPH *squirted, creaming all over his fingers* Reader: aaaahhh mmm *Victors fingers still rubbing your g spot and your clit gently as you ride out your orgasim. Victor: You so fucking beautiful baby bat... *He sucks his fingers tasting all your juices. Reader: Your hand brushed his still hard member* Victor: It's okay baby I'll save this for you later. *He smiles softly guiding your hand away. Reader: *annoyed* You're really gonna do me like this Vic... Victor: Oh I'm gonna make you obsessed with me and my dick *he smirks confidently, tucking his member into the lining of his pants.*

Reader :*You huffed, Victor places his hands around your waist, his chest touching your back as he held you close giving you a loving kiss on the check.* Victor: Come on baby bat I have a feeling we are gonna be really late to class. *His hands brought your legs back together, gripping your hips and slowly standing up. Victor makes sure to hold you in case you fall. You legs were shaky and sore from the rough treatment.

Victor: *rest his chin on your head. His arms wrapped around your upper body* I hope I didn't hurt you to much... Reader: *you smile to yourself* I'm okay...I'm sure we are going to be seeing each other more. Victor:You're more than welcome to come find me at Our spot baby bat. *He kisses your head before taking your hand, carefully leading you out of the abandoned bathroom.

Option A: Spend lunch with Belch

PART 1 Intro (CLICK ME)

PART 2 Science class "With Belch" (FOR THIS POST)

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Warnings: Un wanted touching and Rough treatment

*You both walked out of class together and down the stairs as your hair swayed in the light breeze. You couldn't help but notice Belch staring you smiled at him playfully.* Belch: Hey Um I don't know if this is too soon but do you want to take lunch early? Reader: You wanna take off somewhere? Its only second period!? Belch: Yeah but schools a waste can't really get to know you better. I don't think we share any other classes... Reader: Hmmm *you dig out some paper in your pocket* Do you have any of these other classes? Belch: Noo...Come on the teachers here don't even give a shit Reader: I'm sure that comes with your reputation *you tease* Belch: Nah all that's not really me.... Reader: So why are you In the gang then?...I've heard whispers...

Belch: Don't worry about it, you know me so you know the gang. Reader: This Henry guy isn't looking for me! Or DID HE SEND YOU *you faked a hurt and betrayed expressions* Belch: Now your just being dramatic... Reader: Fine..I guess I'll accept your lil Date Invitation *you walk in front of him as he watches you fade away slowly* Belch: Hey Wait up! I still didn't catch your name... *He jogs up to you* Reader: Lilith *you smiled* Belch: Well... Definitely suits you *he chuckles* Reader: *you punch him lightly in the arm* Not funny Huggins! *You smiled playfully as he followed you to your locker* *You dawned the hallways crowded by kids and the smell of B.O, Drunk Elephant and In the Clouds body spray (its a joke). You bring your hand to your nose to drown out the unpleasant smell. The over active atmosphere bothering you a little too. Belch followed closely behind you glaring at all the heads that would sway your way as you graced the halls. Something you failed to notice what you did notice was this group of boys one leaning against a locker, another two standing chatting away. They looked larger and seemed to intimidate most of the other students, you frowned moving closer*

Belch: Oh hey you must not like how crowded it is in here *he grabs your hand talking a forced detour* Reader: *His large hands felt very warm and he was gentle in his approach you didn't mind following his lead* Belch: *let go for your hand apologising* Sorry I didn't mean too... Reader: I can tell you think to much *you wrap your arm around his large bicep as you smiled reassuring him* Reader: Now that I think about it...I don't need shit from my locker Belch: Aight to the car it is *Belch Failed to notice The Gang watching him* Henry: What's up with that *he gets off the locker glancing at Victor* Victor: Don't look at me... Patrick: You think Belch is trying to hide her from us *he smirks* Victor: Come on Pat just let the guy enjoy himself *he laughs* Henry: It's the new girl.... Victor: The one we have been waiting in these dork filled halls for! Patrick: *smirks* Well this should be fun *Patrick and Victor follow behind Henry as they start following after you and Belch.* Belch: *Looks over his shoulder clearly seeing a very pissed of looking Henry approaching. He starts walking faster towards the trans am opening the door for you as you hop in shot gun* Belch: Shit..*he cusses*

Henry: *Taps on the window opening the door* Hello beautiful your in my seat... *He says seductively Reader: *You noticed they were the boys from the locker room earlier. You turn back to belch giving him "you could have said something look" before getting up* Reader: Sorry *looking down at your feet as you get out trying to not draw attention to yourself* Henry: Look at me when I talk to you *he cooed* Reader: *Your Glassy eyes met with his blue ones as you were about to walk away from the Amy (the trans am). Patrick: Where are you running off too... Your other boyfriend *he blocking your path way, towering over you as he loomed closer* Henry: *had sat down fling his arm around your waist prompting you to sit down on your lap* Henry: It's ok baby Doll just ask if you want to sit on me so badly... Reader: I don't want to sit with you.. *you stated flatly* Patrick: *Closes the door on you both as you see the Blond haired boy and the creepy brunette make their way to the other doors, opening them and sitting in the back of the car. Unfazed* Reader: *you glare at Henry*

Henry: Don't look at me like that.. *his leather hands bringing out the paleness in yours as he cupped your cheek admiring your features* Henry: You yourself a mysterious one Huh Belch *his voice not sounding overly pleased* Reader: *you turn your head away from Henry glaring at Belch very pissed that you were now in this situation. You were definitely going to lecture him later* Patrick: *snickering at the back amused but that wasn't enough* Patrick: *Reaches out touching a couple strands of you glossy dark locks*

Reader: You swat his hand away *frowning angrily* Patrick: *Smirks before tagging your head back by your hair as your neck was exposed looking at the ceiling of the car. His head next to you as your eyes peered into each others* Belch: *snaps grabbing a fist full on Patricks hair* YOU FUCKING WATCH YOURSELF PATRICK! *He was pissed* Victor: *Face palming visibly already drained a the mess being created* Henry: *glances over at Patrick as he let go. Belch also letting go of Patrick* Henry: Where do you wanna go cutie...*his hands brushing some strands away from your face* Reader: *you turn away refusing to look at any of them..* Victor: We can go to my place my parents are out Henry: Nah I wanna let the cutie choose *he smirks* Reader: Your awfully tolerant Bowers...*you spat* Henry: *his hands grip your thighs the skin turning white, the pressure leaving nail marks* Henry: Watch it cutie don't make me put you in your place...*his temper changing sporadically*

WHAT DO YOU CHOOSE !!!

Henry + The gang poly Route - Choose your own story

OPTION A. TALK TO BEVERLY

PART 1 Intro (CLICK ME)

PART 2 Sports class "With Henry (FOR THIS POST)

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Part 3 (CLICK ME) Mother link all story options

Warnings: Trauma, Smoking, Coping mechanisms, Slightly Violent, anger problems, shitting on religion (I'm sorry!! please don't come for me)

Reader: *you sigh before forcing a smile* I'm fine don't worry..I haven't seen you around before. I'm Lilith... *you smile at her as you bring your hair to your shoulder covering the mark Henry had left*

Beverly: My names Beverly Marsh I'm surprised you haven't heard about me from one of the other girls. *She walks over to you*

Reader: I prefer to keep to myself for that reason... Doesn't stop them talking tho *you quickly picked up things from your bag that fell on the floor earlier. Beverly: Ha True that *she studies your expression, taking in the full picture before brushed your hair aside* Reader: Hey! *You snapped a little swatting her hand away* Beverly: Sensitive I see *she smiles gently* Reader: It's fine *you say sternly* Beverly: Well It clearly isn't, I saw him walking out... *she turns around walking into the same stall Henry had just almost assaulted you in...* Reader: *you watched her a sorrow filled expression hanging around*

Beverly: I won't tell anyone. We are more alike then you may think. *sitting down as she pulls out a packet of cigarettes.* Beverly: Whadya you know, want one? *She thrusts the packet at you. Revealing one lucky last ciggy* Reader:*Walking into the stall, you closed and locked the door behind you before grasping the ciggy. Beverly hands you the lighter as you leaning your back against the door.* Beverly: He's the type of guy who's hard to stay from... *she states puffing out smoke. Reader: *you stay quiet taking a deep drag as a lump starting to form in your throat, looking down at your feet* Beverly: *Beverly looks at you it woah filled eyes* He won't let you go... Around here you're an odyssey..like candy that rots kids teeth. Reader: Haha I already know I look and dress a little different can't be that bad *you smile trying to keep down the unwanted emotions* Beverly: Oh but it will, Trust me it will...there is already talk

Reader: ... I'm guessing you've had your fair share *the ciggaret smoke was starting to fill the cubical. The smoke burned through your nostrils. You enjoyed it..the burning sensation Beverly: I can tell you from experience the girls are just as bad as the boys here... *her legs squeeze together a little* Reader: Guess it's the sad part of growing up...guys and girls alike don't wanna just be friends...its just not that simple... Reader: Does he ever do that with any of the other girls.. Beverly: I'd rather not say *she looks down at her lap* Reader: Hey! All that "wait till marriage" is Bullshit! Guys just don't want to feel insecure bout their weiner on date night.

Beverly: *flashing a bright smiles as you both laugh loudly* Haha Yeah I guess your right. Beverly: There is a roamer going around that his father beats him and thats why his mom left... Reader: *you contemplate for a moment* Well that explains a lot..oh shit..I'm actually starting to feel bad for him.

*WWAAMMM*

Greta: *slams the soul of her shoe on the cubical door jolting you forwards* "I know your fucking in there Beaverly, talking to yourself or crying over your mom again. Not even she could love a little whore like you." *she stood in front of the cubical, her face red, wearing an ugly expression*

Reader: *You turn around slowly facing the cubical door* Watch your fucking mouth... *you hiss*

Greta: WOOOW *claps her hands* Finally got yourself a girlfriend... the guys not interested in you anymore...Beaverly

Reader: *you look over your shoulder at Beverly quickly grabbing her hand and opening the door. Reader: Your lucky these doors close inwards *you hissed*

Greta: *her eyebrows raised and eyes widened before a smug smile appeared on her face* Your the new girl...aren't you.

Reader: *you quickly leave the bathroom shoving past her goons, tugging Beverly close behind you.

Greta: *exchanges glances at her goons before following after you both*

*You hold Bev's hand tightly, it was warm and soft ,looking back as Bev did in unison. Looking out for Greta and her goons.Reaching the court yard where all the students gather, crossing pathways to different classes*

"I HEARD YOU FUCKING BOWERS IN THE BATHROOMS" *You heard her cocky smiles before you saw it...* "You have that mark on your neck to prove it" *students stopped gathering around watching the scene play out.*

Reader: You fucking dumb bitch *you cuss under your breath, letting go of Bev's hand only to feel her desperately grasping at it*

Beverly: Lilith WAIT!

Reader: *You turn around your eyes shot a glare that could pass through anyones soul as you swiftly approached Greta*

*SLAP*

Greta: AAHH *she squealed crouching over on the growned holding her cheek as her eye started to water*

Reader: DON'T THROW DIRT ON MY NAME *you shouted for everyone to hear*if you can't handle a little slap...*you crouch down in front of her looking eye to eye exchanging an almost dead animalistic stare. A look at could bring Death. Glaring beside her head at bowers and his gang watching from afar*

Patrick: I see why you like her Henry.. *he licks his lips watching you*

Victor: Do you really do it?

Henry: Yeah she couldn't get enough of me *he states glancing at his mates as they chucked.

Patrick: What was it like? Did her coochie have sharp teeth, did it try to bite your dick off *the boys continued cackling*

Reader: I didn't transfer to this school cause I was some lonely outcast...*you stated coldly to Greta before getting up and walking towards bowers*

Victor: *freaks out stepping back a little* Oh shit...guys

Patrick: *Gets up in your face* Hey there hottie...what are you trying to do? *a cheap intimidation tactic*

Reader: *grab the collar of his shirt tugging it down and slaming your forehead into his face busting his lip and shoving him out of your way. You eyes burned into Henry's a blaze of hate that would never be extinguished, Belch interviened*

Belch: *he stands between you and Henry placing his large hand over your shoulder and another on Henry's cheset* Hey I am not above hitting a girl...

Reader: *You gaze still stuck to the shitty smirk on Henry's face*

Henry: *smirk widens as he brushed off Belches arm* *Suddenly you felt a warm soft hand grasp your wrist tugging you away fast. You see Patrick licking the blood for his lip smirking at you as they watched your figure slowly fading away. You flip them off with a scowl*

Beverly: *Didn't stop till you were both away from any prying eyes* Lilith! You can't be doing shit like that!

Reader: What do you mean..I'm not a push over *you said in a heated tone*

Beverly: I get it! You're upset! but this is what he wants!..

Reader: *you let the words sink in*

Beverly: He's just gonna push back more, he wins, Henry always wins...

Reader: SHIT I'm such an Idiot! It's my first day at school and I'm fucking shit up again *you hold your head in your hands*

Beverly: Damage is done... Lets just try and stay away from him. *She lets go for your hand placing it on your shoulder* Come on if we fail to get to class we will get detention!

WHAT WILL YOU CHOOSE

Henry + Patrick Route - Choose your own story

OPTION A. STAND YOUR GROUND

Warnings: Violence, Blood, Trauma response, Copping mechanism, Panic attack, Stress, Emotion overload, ANGST

Part 1: Bowers Gang x Goth Reader (click me)

PART 2: History class "With Pat & Henry (FOR THIS POST)

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Part 3 (CLICK ME) Mother link all story options

*You stood up calmly...You owed it to yourself, putting up with all of Patrick's bullshit. The way he used to torment you. You close your eyes sharply inhaling the cold air. Giving yourself a three second peep talk. "Embrace the darkness, Kill your fears, Live for Death, Now is not the time to show weakness" You muttering to yourself almost like a prayer. You open your eyes turning around swiftly to face them. Your hair shone, the raven strands lashing around your frame. Giving them emotionless stare. You didn't care what was going to happen next, watching both boys for the faintest sign of movement.*

Henry: You know you got me good... *henry slowly walks in front of you* Henry: But you still hit like a girl...

Reader: ...Are you asking me to hit your harder!*you grit your teeth, bawling your fists*

Patrick: Haha don't even bother baby doll *he stood directly behind Henry with wild eyes* Henry: Let's go for a little walk tot's...*passing you as Patrick stood still waiting for you to follow. Patrick: *walking behind you, you felt his lank hand snake around your waist pulling you towards his torso. Patrick: *whispers in your ear* Don't forget who you really belong too.. *as he slapped you on the ass shoving you forward towards Henry* Henry: *his hands are a bit dirty and more leathery, gripping your hip as you both walk together side by side*

Greta: Hey Henry...Patrick *she cooed twirling some strands of her hair as her goons watch on waving blowing kisses*

Henry: *He doesn't even give them a glance* Patrick: *Walks beside henry* What a bunch of dumb fucking whores Ha *he snickers flashing his famous smile*

Reader: Greta and her goons would be all over you two.. *you slowly trying moving away.*

Henry: What are you trying to say tot's...*his hand pulling your hips back to his frame* Victor: They sure as hell ain't no snow bunnies *he chimed in walking behind the three. Patrick turning around* Patrick: *chuckles* Heard what she did with some of the jocks *Patrick lagged back chatting with Vic* Victor: More like who she did *Patrick and Victor chuckling loudly dapping each other* Henry: Did you catch Chaz.. Victor: Me and Belch got him...*you look back over Henrys shoulder noticing his bloody knuckles* Patrick: You make him bleed Vic!!! *both his hands on the blond boys shoulders hyping him up* Victor: I MADE HIM BLEED *he hollers holding up his hands up showing off the bloods stains, flashing some gang signs before throwing some lefts and rights rough housing with Patrick* Patrick: You know I don't play like that Vic... Victor: Come on! I know you wont *left, right, upper cut* Patrick:*Smirks putting the blond in a head lock messing his hair up as they continued shoving each other around*

Henry: Shut up *catching everyones attention*

*Henry, you and his gang where walking around the courty sizing up some newbs. Crossing paths with Duncan and his Goons wearing their College Boomer jackets carrying some duffel bags with some sports gear, dropping them on the ground*

Duncan: Henry! *He walks over his goons gathering around him in support. You noticed a boy that looked like his had a busted nose a lip. Still fresh...

Victor: *dug his hands into the pockets of his cargos.

Duncan: Your the new girl I heard about... *he eyes you up and down. You wrap your hands around henrys waist inadvertidly moving closer to him*

Duncan: I was hoping we would get to you first... *one of his goons looming over his shoulder steps forward brushing your pail cheek with the back of his hand as he rakes his fingers through your soft onxy strands*

Reader: *You press yourself against Henry's chest and his grip around your hip tightens. This was starting to get a little scary. In such a tense situation you were disposable a bartering tool even*

Patrick:*Didn't say a word walking forward, grabbing the goons shirt and throwing him on the ground with a loud thud knocking the air out of him. Locking eyes with Duncan. Henry: *removes his hands from your hip placing his forearm in front of you instead as he stepped forward* Henry: Piss off..this is my part of town...*he hissed the malice in his voice*

Duncan: I couldn't help it! Hearing all the talk of your little girlfriend here.

Henry: Last chance *he smirks as his had reached for his switch blade in his back pocket* Patrick: *now facing you he moves in wrapping an arm around your waist, picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder*

Reader: Hey wait PATRICK! *you reach back for Henry and glancing at Vic with a worried filled expression. Both of them ignoring your cries as Patrick walks away with you.

Patrick: They will be fine Lilith...

Reader: *Soon after you hear the jingle of keys as a bulky boy passes Patrick as you look down at his hand now holding keys. You look back at the gang now in a sort of stand off. Henry and Duncan sizing each other up, Vic pulling out something shinny slipping it over his knuckles *smirking at the beat up boy*

Henry: *Throws the first punch no doubt cutting Duncan's face in the process as the blood dripped down his switch blade! Duncan fell back onto his goons, Vic stepping in front of Henry starting to throw hands with one as Belch quickly approached taking on the beat up boy and another goon putting them both in head locks. Duncan throws himself at Henry tackling him to the ground. The figures faded merging into a moving shadowing it was hard to see who's doing what*

Reader: Patrick put me down!

Patrick: *Didn't respond as you both made your way to the front of the school approaching a parked car*

Reader: PATRICK *you started to squirm*

Patrick: *Opening the car door and tossing you in the back*

Reader: Wait Pat! *you cry*

Patrick: *Shut the Door, locking it and walking back no doubt to the group as his played around with his lighter. You just knew it was going to be bad*

~ Kill your fears ~

CHOOSE YOUR OWN STORY!!! Bowers Gang x Goth Reader

Warnings : Listed in Each story option/chapter

PART 1 ~ Embrace the Darkness ~

PART 2 ~ KILL YOUR FEARS ~

So which Subject did you end up choosing?!! Recommend reading/selecting all options. Some double ups with boys cause why have 1 when you can have 2 :)

LINK TO PART 3 All options (Click me)

IF YOU CHOSE SCIENCE CLASS

Will leave link to part 1 at the end THIS IS A CHOOSE YOUR OWN STORY . Thank you for reading xxx

Warnings: None at this point

Reader: *The science rooms were always the firths from the locker rooms it was such a drag. You roomed into the class room taking a random seat not really bothered by who was or wasn't there next to you.* Teacher Miss Mayweather: Blah, blah,blah Atomic radiation, blah blah experiments. Reader: *You never really liked Science class not enough people appreciated it. The other kids were always talking too loud and carrying on made it harder to focus and enjoy. Miss Mayweather: What did you take from the BillNi The Science guy (bam bam bam sorry could helpl it) video Lillith? She gave you a warm smile. Reader: Everything around us is made of atoms. Atoms react or become affected when the environments changes. Ultimately changing its state as well. The answer to his question why does the magnesium turn the water purple faster in warm water vs cold. Is because the water atoms have been heated with energy speeding up the break down of the magnesium as all the atoms within that environment are trying to find and make more stable bonds. Letting go energy in the process. Some of the water and oxygen molecules seperate/evaporate and others create new bonds with the magnesium/copper element leading to the purple water. Miss May weather: Brilliant Lilith A+ *she smiles happily* Belch: Wow I didn't think you were the type for Science class. Reader: Well its actually one of my strongest subjects... Belch: Oh..umm..I got this for you by the way*hands you something wrapped in a cloth* Reader: *you open it to see one of those squeeze and shake ice packs* Thank you... umm I didn't catch your name. Belch: Belch..Belch Huggins Reader: You don't mind if i call you Huggins do you? Belch: *smiles warmly* I don't mind at all. Reader: So whats up with Bowers... Belch: You mean Henry? He's usually not that bad. I'm sorry I really should have stepped in sooner... I admit you stood your ground pretty well with those two. Reader: I figured they were the worst...had to establish dominace...yk what I mean Belch: *chuckles* You know if you want. I'm happy to drop you home after school its the least I can do to make up for earlier... Or Maybe get Mcdonals fro lunch? Reader: Your too sweet Huggins...It's that gonna get us put in detentiion? Belch: Who said you had to stay or even go to detention. *You helped Huggins complete the rest of the Science Homework so you both wouldn't be caught up after school. You learn't he drives a Tran's am and seems like a real sweet heart. But you know this is just the surface level. Perhaps what he wants you to see him as. You were gonna be watching him closely. *

*THE BELL RINGS*

WHICH WILL YOU CHOSE

Spend lunch with Belch (click me) Leave on your own

Sorry if this part wasn't super juicy but i promise its for the plot armour and it only gets better!!!

IF YOU CHOSE SPORTS CLASS

Will Leave link to part 1 at the end this is a CHOOSE YOUR OWN STORY!!. Thank you for ready xxx

Warnings: Un wanted touching, non consent, rough handling, forced affection, borderline assault you have been warned. If you are suffering or have any kind of trauma please DO NOT READ THIS! and please reach out your help line!

Reader: *You dreaded sports class, In fact you couldn't be bothered. You simply showed up for roll call and slipped out when the gym teacher wasn't looking. Went to the change rooms and got back into your normal clothes. Soooo much better!! Then the tacky shorts. Reader: *As you leaved the change rooms and head to the nearest bathroom you passed the corner into the ladies room, digging out your earphones before locking eyes with Henry! You stood still not frozen but taking in his presents. Reader: Who are you waiting for bowers *you almost hiss.* Henry: *doesn't respond* Reader: You really don't talk all that much.. *you entered a stall unbothered placing the toilet seat down. Henry kicks the door as you were about to lock it. Stuff in your bag spilling out onto the bathroom floor and you fell onto the toilet seat*

Henry: *smirks as he towers over you* You talk an awful lot for someone so small. Reader: What the FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM *You had enough of his push domineering phonetics. Henry: *his smirk widens as he kneels down grabbing your ankle and yanking it hard. Making you slide slightly hitting your head on the tank in the process* Reader: *your back was now on the seat and your head forced to rest on the tank looking up at henry. His grip on your ankle still very prominent. He pushed your ankle up sliding his hands down to the back of your thigh before pushing your knee beside your head * Henry: *grabs your wrist placing it above your head, your other trapped by your knee on your shoulder* You think I wouldn't notice the way he touched you..the blush that appeared on your face... Henry: *He crouches over you his eyes are level with yours he was quick to give you a very sloppy forced kiss. You could feel his hips pressing to yours. He broke the kiss to only kiss down your neck biting roughly at your pail skin. Reader: *you hiss in pain as Henry got to your collar bone leaving a very dark hickey. Henry: There everyone will know that your mine now. Reader: *you didn't comment a little stunned to speak* Henry: *leans in to whispers in your ear* I know girls like you, like guys like me. I pulled your hair cause you shouldn't be looking at guys like him Got it! Reader: *You nod* Henry: *let go of your wrist and thigh. You clamp your legs shut and hold them to your chest* Im sure you'll learn to like it sweetheart *henry walks out the rest room* Reader: *You didn't really know how to feel. You get up and dart to the mirror to see your hair is a mess and the hickey he left.* Beverly: Hey umm Are you ok? Is that your stuff on the floor... WHAT WILL YOU CHOOSE A. Talk to Beverly Click me B. Leave by yourself

IF YOU CHOSE MATH CLASS

Will Leave link to part 1 at the end this is a CHOOSE YOUR OWN STORY!!. Thank you for ready xxx

Warnings: Testing your personal space and bullying

Reader: You made you way to the your next class room. Your weren't heaps fond of maths but you weren't terrible at it.. You arrived early so you sat down at the back of the class and popped your earphones in. Teacher: All right students my name is Miss Twinkelbottom and today we will be blah blah blah standard algebra blah blah test is on Friday. Begin Reader: You let out a sigh before opening your maths book and starting to scribe and doodle around. There was no better way to pass the time. *Till you noticed a presents next to you and a hand come into view. It was also holding a pen and started drawing. You glance up to see a blond haired boy the one from before.* Victor: Hey *he smiled shyly* Reader: *you kept your motionless expression* Victor: *brushed his hand over where henry had grabbed at your hair it was a little sore still, you nose scrunches a little* Reader: *you frown before softly swatting his hand away* Victor: *persist this time he moves a little closer brushed your bangs behind your ear* Reader: *you snap at him* Can you stop. Victor: ...I'm sorry about before. We don't get girls like you around here. I hope I didn't make you feel any kind of way. Reader: *you studied his eyes they looked very soft and passionate almost* Well you didn't really do anything.. Victor: I hope your head doesn't hurt too much. Hey! What are you listening too!? Reader: Haha have a listen blondie *you grab an ear phone brushing a hand over his ear before popping it in* Victor: *gulp looking at your lips and shivers at your soft touch* Reader: *you noticed the blondies longing gaze* If don't like it feel free *you place your phone under your maths book* *You and the blond boy continued to scribble and listen to music trying to hard not to get carried away. You lay your arm and head on the table. The blondie did the same tho you noticed him playing more attention to you than the doodling.

Reader: *you smirk before pouting your lips at him Victor: *jumped out of thought before blushing and turning around to look the other way.* Reader: *you move your foot till you touched his under the desk* Victor: *looks back at you before nudging you playfully* Miss twinklebottom: New Girl!! Reader: My name is Lilith.. Miss twinklebottom: Lilith what is the answer to this question.. *thwacks* point to a scribble on the white board. Reader: The answer is 25 Miss bottom *The whole class snickers and giggles. You smirk as Miss twinkel scowls before turning around and going back to teaching.* Greta: Since when did the goonies come to Derry... Sally: *snickers* Yeah isn't halloween in November Reader: Shouldn't you girls we sucking on some Mc coffee frappae's or something (I live in a Aus its an Aussie joke if you get it you get) Miss Twinkelbottom: QUITE *thawacks* OR DETENTION!! Victor: *whispers* Don't let her bother you... *his voice sounded surprisingly husky. Reader: *both you and Greta still keeping your glaring contest. Till you notice her eyes drifting to the side no doubt looking at the blond boy* Victor: *side eyes greta planting small soft kisses on your neck* Reader: Hey!! *your eyes widened as you were about to protest* Victor: *covers your mouth for a moment before brushing his thumb over your lower lip* She can see the way we look at you. Reader: So am I just a pawn in some messed up love triangle and who is we!? Victor: NO. Greta is insecure and jealous. They all are...its fun to annoy the snobs. *THE BELL RINGS* Reader: *By now your a blushing mess, quickly packing all your stuff away, you turn around bumping into the blond boys chest* Victor: *holds you for a moment planting a kiss on your head the same part his hand brushed over before.* I hope you feel better *before walking off probably to catch up with the gang* Reader: *you failed to notice Greta and Henry watching you from afar.

WHICH DO YOU CHOSE!!! Follow Victor (click me) Leave by yourself

IF YOU CHOSE HISTORY CLASS

Will Leave link to part 1 at the end this is a CHOOSE YOUR OWN STORY!!. Thank you for ready xxx

Warning: Blood, Non consent touching, Inflecting Harm

Reader: *History class was a little too close to the crime scene. Surely enough you see Patrick his tall lanky figured looming outside the class room. You try to walk behind some of the other kids hoping to avoid any more trouble. Reader: *A sudden thud on your shoulder almost made your soul jump out of you* You think I wouldn't see you trying to hide. I'd recognise you anywhere baby doll. You've changed a lot since last time i saw you. *you could feel the wicked grin as his words escaped* Patrick: *slung his lanky arm over your shoulder as you both walked into History class. You didn't have a choice he sat next to you at the back of the class* Reader: *Patricks hands find there way to your thighs, his hands were cold and a little boney. He started out soft in his touch, testing the waters.* Reader: *you stay quite* Patrick: You have no idea how much I have missed you baby doll *his eyes were burning holes into yours and his hands gripped tightly around the soft flesh in your inner thigh. Reader: *you bite you lip trying not to make any noise* Patrick: * He notices a cut on your hand, placing his fingers around it he started to squeeze. So hard you almost couldn't bear it. Blood started to drip down your forearm and paint the floor.* Reader: *You side eye him* It's different now Patrick...*you grit your teeth* I'm not the young pathetic girl I used to be, Im not scared of you and your not gonna see me squirm! Patrick: *smiles licking his lips* Mr Slater Lilith is bleeding really bad may I take her to the first aid room. Reader: Oh no I'm fine really Sir... Mr Slater: *looks at the blood on the floor* Oh thats right your new here. You probably don't know the way to the nurses. I insist Patrick would you be so kind to take her. Patrick : Of course Mr Slater *he licks is lips looking back grab your wrist as he eagerly leads you out the class room.* *The moment you leave Patricks grip around your wrist tightens as he slowly raised your wrist above his head. You felt your feet lift off the floor, you heard your shoulder crack and the unbearable stretching of all your muscles as your side ached* Patrick: If I can't have you Lilith...No one can *his cold hands brush your bangs out for you face eager to see your expression. Before tugging it back just as quickly exposing your neck to his teeth. Patrick: *he licks your neck as he looked upon you in ecstasy squirming helplessly* I can't wait to leave my bruises on your perfect porcelain skin. *he then slings your arm over his shoulder forcing you to hold him in your arms* *You heard familiar foot steps* Henry: *looks over at the two of you* Reader: *Patrick grabs your waist forcing your hips to connect with his. You kick Patrick in the shin* Henry: *Sparking interest in his eyes as he starts heading towards you * Patrick: *His eyes meet with Henry's as he approached cackling before gazing back down at you* You better Run baby doll....1...2 Henry: *Stops next to Patrick both wearing a smug smirk and hunger in there eyes tho Patricks becomes more erratic with each number that passes his lips* Reader: *You pick yourself up off the cold floor, some blood stains smeared. You only had two choices... WHICH WILL YOU CHOOSE A.To STAND YOUR GROUND (click me) B.OR RUN FOR YOUR LIFE

Note: Inspired by Wednesday/Morticia Addams so Emo, goth reader.

CHOOSE YOUR OWN STORY - LIKE FOR PERSONAL REMINDER! For PART 2 Thank you for reading xxx

Warnings: Testing personal space, rough handling, unwanted touching

Reader: You slowly grace the halls your mysterious black hair looming behind your slim figure. You never failed to strike curiosity amongst boys and girls a like. Catching the hearts of many poor souls.

Bowers Gang: Prowling around as they always did. Tormenting those in there domain but this day was different. Indulgent, irresistible and intoxicating.

Patrick: Woah.. Look at this one Victor: I've only heard about girls like that on the gram... Henry: *doesn't comment his eyes follow your movements* Belch: She looks like a handful... Patrick: She looks like someone to break *smirks licking his lips in anticipation* Henry: Shut up your all squirm over some girl. Victor: She's coming!.. Reader: You walk past not giving as much as a glance. Completely relaxed and un bothered by the Bowers. Henry: HEY! *steps into your space, he looked angry* Reader: *Your onyx eyes glare up at his blue ones* Henry: *Glares back at you* Reader: *continues to walk away there was no reason to stop clearly typical boy behaviour you pout* Henry: *His footsteps start following you* Reader: *turns around swiftly* Why are you following me... Patrick: *smirks slinging an arm around henry's shoulder* More like who wouldn't follow you baby doll *refusing to break his gaze as well* Reader: *you choose to ignore them turning back around* Henry: *grabs the back of your shirt/bag tugging your backwards* Reader: *you fall, your back touching both there chests* Patrick: *snakes an arm around your waist digging his grip into your pail skin. His head next to yours still keeping his sick eye contact before he closes his eyes deeply inhales your scent. You could feel his breath on your neck* Henry: * Grabs a fist full of your bangs roughly tugging them out of the way. As both he and Patrick eyeing you closely* Vic: *came into view over Henrys shoulder looking intrigued* Belch: *Was about to protest when* *BAAM!! You slammed your platform shoe into Patricks making sure to tilt the heal and swivel it side ways. You smirked glaring back into his eyes* Patrick: *Groans in both pleasure and pain bitting his lip his eyes studying on yours* *THUD you elbow Henry, his grasp loosened, catching a flash of your black glossy hair as you turn around pushed both the boys away from you. Henry: *stood unfazed* Reader: *glared* I know Im different but that doesn't mean Im not a human being *you stated bluntly before disappearing into the crowds of students.

Whats your next subject? Math, Science, Sports or History

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