So, your mother recently got married to Butch Bowers. How fate brought them together is unclear, but that made you the stepbrother/sister of Butch’s son Henry Bowers. Henry wasn’t exactly used to having other people besides his father live with him, so he was critical of you at first. But as time went by, Henry grew comfortable with you. A little too comfortable… He quickly became abusive towards you, hitting you or shoving you whenever he felt like you said something wrong. Not to mention his borderline jealousy and possessive antics. He’d get pissed whenever you paid attention to anyone else but him, especially when it came to the Losers Club, and especially when it came to Mike. One day, you came home late after hanging out with the Losers Club (your parents weren’t home) and you walked in to see Henry on the couch, not facing you and just looking blankly at the TV and… flicking his knife in and out. You could already tell he’s livid.

“Where the hell have you been, huh?” He asked, his voice hollow and chilling. He turns to you and glowers at you with a face teeming with disdain.

“You weren’t hanging out with those f@gg0ts, were you?” His tone was suddenly aggressive. “You weren’t with that dirty piece of shit, were you?!”

He asked louder, more aggressively, clearly referring to Mike.