Guilty

Summary: When everyone accuses Henry of being guilty. Random short fic, implies WalterxHenry rape.

A/N: This came to my mind, like 'poof'. Just like that. I know it's odd, but I had to put this into words.

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Whose fault was it? Walter had to know.

"It was Jimmy!" said a voice from nowhere.

"No, it was Bobby!" said Jimmy. Like this, it went on.

"Sein!"

"Steve!"

"Rick!"

"George!"

"Billy!"

"Nope, it was my sis, Miriam!"

"No Mr. Walter, please don't kill me! It was William!"

"Eric!"

"No, it was Walter himself!" said one narrowed his eyes, making everyone else flinch in fear.

"...Me? I say it was Peter."

"No way! It was Sharon!"

"Toby, it was!"

"No, it was the guy at 302... Joseph!"

"It was the whore, Cynthia!"

"Jasper!"

"M-Me?! H-aha-ha!! It was Andrew, who else?!"

"Don't believe them... it was Richard!"

"Not me, Eileen!"

Eileen gulped, staring at Henry with widened eyes. It wasn't her fault... but she didn't want to accuse her neighbour either.

"It was either you, or Henry, darling..." the woman didn't know how, still Walter had moved behind her and whispered that huskily to her ear.

"I-It wasn't... me..."

"So it was Henry, then." Walter concluded.

Eileen kneeled to the ground crying already. She felt like dying for what she did.

And so, Henry Townshend was pinned to the wall, as the other 19 individuals stared at the two men with disgust.

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A/N: What do you think? I wrote this in between breaks while writing the other one, "He Just Smiled". If you're wondering why this was posted on the same day as the other one, I just answered.