Vance x fem reader

The Talk

The next morning, you woke up late since you were almost up all night. You got out of bed and went outside. You saw that your dad was gone for work and your siblings had already left for school. You then went into the bathroom to check to see if your eyes were red. Sure enough, they were. They were bloodshot red and they hurt. You also had dark circles that were faded but could be seen if you looked close enough. You had also seen the bruises that were left behind from the fight. You went back into your room to get dressed. You got into a white tank top with a black jacket and black ripped jeans. You went back to the bathroom to clear up your eyes. All you did was put on a full face of foundation and concealer, added on with light mascara. You then grabbed your bag and headed out the door.

~time skip to school~

When you arrived, a teacher was outside who let you in. You got in and went to your first class. When you walked in, you received stares but ignored them. You sat down at your seat with your hood up and your hair done in a ponytail. You didn't speak to anyone. You just kept quiet. The hour went by a little quicker than what it normally felt like. You now had a free period so you just hung around in the hallway, still not wanting to talk to anyone. Soon enough, someone came up and surprised you.

Vance: "Hey, Y/N."

You looked over to see Vance. Though, he wasn't smiling like he would when he saw you. He looked a bit upset.

Y/N: "Hey."

You spoke lowly, still not wanting to talk to anyone. But it was Vance and he was someone you couldn't ignore. You still had your hood up and you kept your head down, not looking at him once.

Vance: "Can we talk for a minute?"

You nodded your head. Since he had a free period too, he took you to a private area of the school where nobody goes.

Vance: "What's wrong? You're not yourself today. I saw Finn and Gwen earlier on my walk here and they looked worried and tense."

You shook your head.

Y/N: "It's nothing."

Vance: "No. It's not nothing. Now, take your hood off and look at me."

You sighed as you did that. Once you did, he saw your tired expression and through your full face of makeup, he could see that you were a little pale. Your red eyes stuck out in the dim light from the ceiling.

Vance: "Sweetheart, what happened?"

Y/N: "...Nothing happened."

He sighed.

Vance: "Okay. I won't force you to talk about it. But, I am worried about you. Your eyes are blood red and you don't look like you got much sleep. You sure you're okay?"

You've been holding back tears the entire time. You just decided to let a few tears slip since you didn't want to have a full-on breakdown.

Y/N: "Me and my dad got into this fight last night."

Vance: "Okay. What was it about?"

Y/N: "It was about how late we got home and how he was just so worried about where we've been all day yesterday even though he could care less about us. I mean, it's every day he seems to care less but when we get home 'late' it's such a big deal for no damn reason! Fucking excuse of a father if you ask me."

He just looked at you, his expression full of sympathy. He knew what you meant when you said that he didn't care. But, he did notice something else. He did notice the change in your clothes since you never really wore long sleeves.

Vance: "Hey, sweetheart, I'm sorry I'm about to ask you this and I give you full permission to hit me if you feel like it but.. is your dad.. abusing you and the other ones?"

At that point, you felt like breaking down.

'How did he know?'

Then it hit you.

'Oh wait. Never mind'

You took a deep breath before you answered him. This was when you were going to spill everything to Vance.

Y/N: "It's just me. I take the blame for everything that happens because I can't bring myself to see them get hurt. I made a promise to those kids a few years back that I would take the blame for anything so they didn't have to suffer. I suffer for them because I care about them. It's too much trauma for them, especially for their age. They have enough trauma just by listening to me and fighting all of the time. I feel bad that they have to listen to it. I feel bad enough that we can't just pack our shit and leave him for good."

Vance saw the difference in you. You were starting to shake a little bit like you were having an anxiety attack. He took you into his arms before you said anything else to him.

Vance: "Okay. That's enough of that. We won't talk about it anymore, alright? I got you. It's okay."

He let you go and had you sit with him on the floor. You ended up climbing on his lap and hugged him as tight as you could.

Vance: "I got you. It's okay."

He gave you a few kisses on the forehead as he tried his best to calm you down. He ran his hand through your hair, sitting quietly with you and letting you calm down on your account.

Vance: "I will figure something out for you guys, okay? You guys can't live like that."

Y/N: "I know... I just wish we could leave. Get away for good. Maybe even run away for a few days and see if that will change his mind."

Vance: "No. Don't do that. But, I will figure something out. I'm not resting until I get you out of that household and away from that bastard of a dad you have."

Y/N: "Thanks Vance, but you don't have to."

Vance: "No, I want to. I can't bear myself to see you hurt."

That led him to his last request.

Vance: "Is it okay if I can take a look at you?"

Y/N: "Yeah..."

You then sat up, taking off your jacket to reveal some bruises from the belt that your dad used on you last night. He ended up hitting you with the metal side so the bruises were dark and very visible. Vance took one look and had two sides showing. One of them was sympathy. On the other side, he looked like he was going to kill somebody.

Vance: "Sweetheart. I'm getting you out of there. You, Finn, and Gwen are all getting out of there. I promise."

When he was about to say more, the bell rang which meant it was the end of the day. You put your jacket back on before you guys left to wait for the other kids. Soon enough, they came out of the building.

Finn: "Hey, sis. You okay?"

Y/N: "Yeah, I'm fine."

Finn knew better than that. He saw how red your eyes were and knew exactly what it was from and it hurt him on the inside. You guys then started your walk back home. You and Vance were holding hands the entire way back.

~time skip to your house~

You guys arrived at your house. The other two entered the house while Vance kept you outside.

Vance: "I'll see you later. I love you."

Y/N: "I love you too."

You guys shared a kiss. You waved him goodbye as he walked away and you entered your house.