💕stenry💕

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  I had it, while Victor was yelling something at patrick and trying to grab his phone I rushed back into the crowd of people.. making my way to the kitchen where the alcohol was. I grabbed a bottle, an empty beer bottle off of the counter and for a second I hesitated. I looked down at the bottle and could imagine myself breaking it.. walking over to patrick, I'd probably threaten him with it before-.. holy shit I can't think about this. I could see myself stabbing him... I literally grew up with this kid but I'm so fucking furious!! I could never kill someone though.. I can't.. that won't do anyone any good it'll just get me in prison. I can't help Stanley if I'm in prison... I took a deep breath and decided I'd just.. hurt him.. knock him over the head with it and then take his phone so I could delete the picture. I know his password I hope he hasn't changed it. I had to take a few shots before I walked back over to them.. Victor was still arguing with Patrick and at this point grabbed onto him to try to get his phone or something I don't know.. all I know is that if I don't do this now it's not gonna work! Fuck! I held the glass bottle tightly in my hand as I walked up behind patrick, lifting my arm high I'm the air before swinging. The music was so loud only a few people noticed, the few closest to us scattered away quickly but patrick wasn't down yet.. he turned to me and swung as hard as he possibly could. He punched me in the face and it literally knocked the wind out of me as I stumbled back before taking the second and final hit. I was a bit shocked as I stared at him on the floor, unconscious. In fact I checked his pulse as soon as I crouched down next to him, along with Vic. He's still alive. I just took a second to process it and laughed, "it's not like in the movies.. I thought one hit and he'd be down.." Vic laughed too, smacking me on the arm before going to dig through Patrick's pockets. He found the phone and handed it to me. I took a deep breath and noticed my hands were shaking as I went to where he posted the picture... 13 likes.. who knows how many views.. I went into the likes and took screenshots of every account that liked it and then went to my own account, through Patrick's account I sent the screenshots. After deleting the post I blocked myself from his account and went to the camera roll, deleting the picture and the screenshots. I even went into the garbage to make sure I delete them fully off of his phone so he couldn't recover them. Once everything was gone I tossed his phone on him, standing up myself. I looked at Vic before walking outside of the house as he followed. "We need to find Stanley.. he must be a mess right now I hope he's safe"

Stanley's POV

    I can't breatheee, I can't think, I can barely even see its pitch black out here and I'm just-.. running.. I think.. I think town is this way? Or maybe it's the other way... I stopped and turned around, trying to remember which way Derry is. I've been running for like 5 minutes I'm surprised my drunk ass hasn't tripped. From the moonlight I noticed a small group of trees near by in this field I'm in. I stopped running and walked over to them, sitting down and resting against a tree. Then everything kinda hit me... Henry refused to have sex with me.. then once things were fine and we were leaving Patrick came out of fucking nowhere and-... and that picture!! You can even see my dickkkk... who knows how many people have seen that! How many people have seen this disgusting body.. I'm so gross the world literally doesn't even deserve to see me I should never leave my house again. I'm so ashamed! I knew I saw someone standing outside the car.. I fucking knew it how did Henry not see Patrick when he checked outside of the car? My heart dropped as I thought about it. Could Henry have seen Patrick and acted like he didn't? Was this just their plan this whole time? To humiliate me?? I tried breathing but the anxiety attack and all the crying I was doing made it difficult. I'm not even sure if I'm still drunk.. maybe the whole thing sobered me up. Henry has some real explaining to do.. I hope he wasn't in on this.. I wonder what he's doing right now.. is he looking for me? Is he laughing about it? I'm just so sad and confused.. I want Henry to come over here and hold me in his arms. I want him to kiss me and tell me everything's gonna be okay. I felt buzzing in my back pocket and grabbed my phone. The brightness from the screen caught me off guard but once I saw Henrys contact I answered it. I brought it to my ear and didn't say anything. I just continued crying silently while I listened.