Vance's POV:
...He kissed me, He pulled away and I just stared at him with wide eyes. I was panicking. What just happened?.. "We should go get to the others" I said. WHY THE FUCK WOULD I SAY THAT?! HE JUST KISSED ME. HE'S GOING TO THINK I DONT LIKE HIM BACK. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME. "I.. Okay." He looked like he was going to cry. I just wanted to kiss him, make him feel alright. I'm just too tired to share my love. We got to the others. Me and Bruce were trying so hard not to make eye contact. "Guys.. me and Robin need to tell you something." Finney said. "What's up?" Billy asked. "Hm?" Griffin added on. "Me and Robin are umm... we're... never min-" "We're dating." Robin interrupted. "No way I'm so surprised 😱" Billy said sarcastically. "Shut up." Robin said laughing. "It's about time." Griffin said as Finney let out a small laugh. "Um.. cool." I said. "Congrats guys..!" Bruce said with a clearly forced smile.
Bruce's POV:
I did it, I kissed him. I pulled away when I realized what I had just done. His eyes widened, we just stared at each other for a bit. I wonder what he was thinking. "We should go to the others.." he blurted out. "I.. Okay."What is wrong with me? I don't even know if he's into guys or not. I DONT EVEN KNOW IF IM INTO GUYS. All I know is I'm into him. I just wanted to run, hide in a cave where no one could find me and cry. We got to the rest of the group and I tried so hard not to look at him. "Guys.. me and Robin need to tell you something." Finney said. "What's up?" Billy asked. "Hm?" Griffin said adding on. "Me and Robin are umm... we're... never min-" "We're dating." Robin interrupted. "No way I'm so surprised 😱" Billy said sarcastically. "Shut up." Robin said laughing. "It's about time." Griffin said as Finney let out a small laugh. "Um.. cool." Vance said trying to act normal. "Congrats guys..!" I said forcing a smile. Robin and Billy looked at each other like they knew exactly what happened.
Vance's POV:
That night I lied in bed with only my thoughts. This hurt that I'm holding is getting heavy. In my head I'm on my knees screaming someone come and help me. But by the time they're there I'm already "dead". I hide in the closet but I'm not a f@ggot like my father says... My dad is an alcoholic and I bet that he kills me, I don't know how Bruce thinks but does he love me? He's probably growing tired of me. All the things I don't talk about.. sorry I don't wana' kiss. It's not that I don't want his touch. It's just, I fell in love with a boy. There is a hole that he fills. HE FILLS.(I REALLY HOPE THIS MAKES SENSE 😭)
Bruce's POV:
That night It was just me and my thoughts. I lied my head on my pillow and stared at Vance's jacket. I couldn't bare it, I couldn't bare remembering him, the kiss... A tear rolled down my face and I cuddled myself up into a ball. I would rather not remember that day. Not the kiss, the day he "gave" me that jacket. There's too many memories, too many bad memories. I try to convince myself they were bad memories but I know they weren't. Because honestly I know I would love to go back to the old memories. But I never will, I never will, I NEVER will. I repeat to myself. I couldn't do this anymore. I got up, grabbed the jacket and shoved it in my closet.
Vance's POV:
It was another morning. I didn't want to get out of bed, not because I'm physically tired. I'm mentally tired of reality. I helplessly got up, at least it's Saturday, so no school. I ate some cereal, my dad wasn't home. He was at the club last night so he's probably in some random woman's bed right now. My mother had left to work. I just laid on the couch watching Netflix in a tank top and sweatpants. I hear a knock at my door.
Bruce's POV:
It was Saturday so there was no school. I opened my closet to get out some clothes to put on. Vance's jacket that I had shoved in my closet last night caught my eye. I tried not to look at it. But I couldn't help but think about him. So I decided I would give it back to him, NOW. I can't spend another moment with it... I quickly put on some clothes, got on my bike and rushed to his house. Once I got to his porch I hesitatingly knocked on the door.
Vance's POV:
I lazily got up and opened the door. It's probably just more errands... "I don't have-" I stopped talking when I saw Bruce standing on my porch. "Hi.." he said quietly. "Hey..." "Do you need something?" I asked. "I... I need to r-return something." His face was turning red and there was tears in his eyes. He hesitantly stuck his hand out to hand me my jacket. My heart broke. I just stared at him, hoping he would understand what I was feeling. He stopped looking me in the eye and started looking at the ground... he was crying. I was frozen he threw the jacket into my hands and ran away. He left me with tears in my eyes.
Bruce's POV:
He opened the door. "I don't have-" he cut off his sentence as soon as he saw me. "Hi..." I mumbled. "Hey..." "Do you need something?" He questioned. "I... I need to r-return something." I could feel my face turning red. I held my hand out to hand him the jacket. I didn't want to let go of it. Tears formed in my eyes blurring my vision. He stared into my eyes and I stared into his. In his eyes I could just see "broken hearts". Why? He clearly doesn't like me. I couldn't stare at his face anymore. I looked down, tears fell from my eyes. I quickly gave him the jacket and ran off.
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Teenage dirtbags
Storie d'amore"I always wondered if black hair would suit me, it did." -Vance Hopper "I always wondered what would happen if two opposites unite, it's something unexpected but not in a bad way." -Bruce Yamada Brance (Bruce x Vance)
