𝙱𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝 - 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛

𝟶𝟿 - 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜

A/n - should I add more Vance povs? Since he's in the basement now? If so, comment!!☻︎ I also feel this chapter isn't the best I'm sorry :(

I get back from the police station and stumbled to my room, I felt like crying but I couldn't. I sat on my bed with my head in my hands, once they look into it there will be his missing posters all over town, just like the other two. I lay down trying to rest, sleeping as an escape helps, I won't have to deal with all the stress.

I woke up to my mom screaming "WAKE UP Y/N YOU HAVE SCHOOL AND I DONT WANT YOU MISSING IT, YOU HAVE SKIPPED TOO MUCH".
Fuck.. I rolled off my bed, today's not the day. I'd like to do more investigating. Rubbing my eyes, I walk toward the closet trying to find something. After getting clothes on and going to the bathroom to get ready, I grab my backpack slugging it over my shoulder, and start walking out the door of the house maybe seeing the Blake's or Robin on the way to school. "hey y/n" I hear from behind me, I turn to see Robin. "Oh hey, Robin what's happening?" "Nothing much, but uh y/n are you ok?" the raven-haired boy asks.
"Oh uh, yea why?" I reply lying. "Y/n don't lie to me please". I sigh, he caught me. "fine ok I'm not doing the best," I say in response. "...I saw the missing posters of...Vance," robin says mumbling. I look at him, I could tell he was hurting too from it. I look away from him and kept walking, if I maintained having that conversation I'd probably start crying.

-school-
I walk into ms. ebbeckes class. Great. I sit down in my chair. Putting my head on the desk waiting for the God-forsaken class to start.

*KNOCK, KNOCK*

I look up to see ms. ebbecke who knocked on my desk, "what" I say in a tired tone. "I think you meant to say good morning, how's your morning ms. ebbecke,"  she says mockingly. I don't reply.
She leans down to get to my level, "I heard about Vance, I'm sorry and I'm here if you need to talk, we can talk after school if you would like". I stare confused at her, she's being nice and wants to listen? "Uh yeah sure I'm free after school to talk I guess," I say looking around the classroom trying not to meet her gaze.

*RINGGG*

Finally, the bell to start class, this was getting awkward as hell. I stare at her as she walks away to start the class. Fun.

                             -after school-

I walked the empty halls to go to ms. ebbeckes classroom. I kinda regret saying I was free, she's creepy and I just wanna go home and watch tv or look around for clues. Opening the door I see her organizing papers, "hi" I say quietly. She looks up smiling, "hello there y/n, come to have a seat," she says motioning to the chair in front of her desk. I walk over and sit down. There's an awkward silence between us for a little. "Y/n I hope you know I'm here for you, I can help you," she says to me holding her chest in sympathy, I smile.

Maybe I can trust her.