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The punches kept coming and coming, it didn't stop. Charlie was getting weaker as the skin sliced open by his knuckles and the blood pooled out, but she didn't complain. She was already on the ground with the Bowers gang over her, sending blows and kicks. She already felt sore and knew the bruises would appear sometime soon. Her nose was dripping blood and her left eye felt big and sore, but she knew her whole face would be a scar from their fists. She was going to leave with marks for sure, that is if she was to ever get out ... alive.

Bowers then goes up to Charlie's face, he grabs the collar of her oversized jean jacket and pulls her up to his heated face.

"Done with us yet Charlie?" he says with a crazy look in his eyes. "Huh?!" The corners of his mouth were lifted into a sickening grin.

She chuckled. She couldn't laugh because that would only hurt her head more, but she still gave him a loud chuckle that confused him.

"I could do this all day" she said worn out but with a smile.

Bowers fist then connects with her mouth, giving a blow to her lip, making her bleed and sending a ringing to her head.

Charlie was only casually walking the long way home when she passed by the gang at the park. They started calling her names, insulting her, and then making awful remarks of her. Of course, she talked back, she was known as a trashmouth, and that was what happened. She fought with Henry for a bit, she was beating him good but once he was getting defeated, Henry's "friends" came and she was outnumbered.

Bowers threw her to the ground, sending blood from her mouth all onto the dirt. She licked her bottom lip and tasted the metallic taste of her blood, but she grunted out when they continued to kick her. They kept kicking at her stomach, until they heard Beverly's voice.

"Leave her alone!"

Charlie lifted her head slightly to look at the group. There in front of them, stood the Losers Club, all getting off of their bikes and throwing them to the ground, except for Stan who leaned his bike on his bar stand, walking towards the gang.

The Bowers gang looked up as the friends walked up to the bullies. Henry and his friends smirked and glanced evil looks at each other, thinking it would be easy to take them out, but Mike was the first to punch them, and then they all revolted. Charlie tried to get up from the ground but with her face all bloody, and with the kicks she received, it was pretty hard to even breathe.

They were all sending blows to each other. The Bowers gang, however, were outnumbered by 4, so the Losers were winning by a lot. Belch and Victor, cowardly left, leaving Bowers behind. All the friends were surrounding Henry, kicking him in all the places, until they stopped, Ben sending the last kick to him.

But before Henry had a chance to run away, Charlie stood up from the ground and yelled to him.

"Hey Bowers" she said, making him turn around to face her.

She then punched him, straight across the jaw, leaving him to bleed from the hard knuckles she hit him with. She hit him so hard that Henry dropped to the ground in pain. She stood over his whimpering body and didn't feel bad for him at all. She spat blood from her mouth on the dirt right next to his face.

She stood over his face and said, "Go blow your dad you mullet-wearing asshole"

She then kicked him on the face once more, making him run away as fast and far as possible. She did hear Richie quietly laugh by her remark to Bowers.

Charlie turned around and joined the Losers. They didn't have it so bad, some were bleeding and bruised, but no one had it worse than her. She had a black eye and was bleeding out from her nose and mouth, her whole face was covered in dirt and there were other bleeding cuts on the rest of her face that most likely needed stitches.

She went towards a tree where her black baseball cap was thrown. It was the baseball cap she always wore, she never left the house without it. She picked it up and hit it against her leg to get the dust off and put it on her head as she walked to the friends.

She spat on the ground once again, trying to get rid of some of the blood that kept coming in her mouth. That made Eddie back away from her, he knew the many germs that could have been in that spit.

"Thanks guys" she said nodding to them.

"N-No p-p-problem" said Bill with a small smile.

They then all hopped on their bikes, going to town to get bandages and gauze for their injuries, knowing they had a new member in the Losers Club.