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[]The Losers Club x Reader[] ••• "I own you, slut. And there's nothing you can do about it~" Henry's tongue slithered disgustingly up the side of my face, the smell of alcohol and tobacco invading my sensitive nose. His large hands gripped and dug into every dip and crevice of my body, his touch sending unpleasant goosebumps along my skin. "P-Please...stop.." ••• (Y/n) (L/n), better known as the Bowers gang's bitch. Your first impression of her would be that she was an angel. Her skin was free of flaws, and her body held curves in just the right spots. She wore pretty clothes such as skirts and cute sweaters, and her voice was soft and sweet. She always smelled like Vanilla, and almost never wore makeup, as she didn't need any. You would never think somebody like her would hang around with the demons of Derry. Every moment of the day, she was always accompanied by one of the boys in the Bowers gang, whether she knew it or not. She was their property, and they would never let her go. ••• "Why the fuck are you helping us?! Aren't you bowers's bitch?" The girl looked down, a troubled look on her gentle features. She unconsciously ran her fingers over her stomach, her eyes dimming from the horrid memories that swam through her head. "People call me that, sure. But I never agreed to be used like some kind of toy." ••• Bowers owned her, the Loser's Club wanted to save her. One powerfully dominant and holding a secret about her that would ruin her life, the other warm and inviting, but just out of her grasp. Either way, she was the loser. ••• []WARNING: Mature content such as Sexual content, gore, mentions of rape, physical abuse, mental abuse, self harm, and coarse language[]
01 - Guilt
