New to this - The Black Phone, Brance.

'Chase.'

—Bruce pov—

A month has passes since Vance has been absent. He might've moved without saying a word, to any of us. His mom was on the news and her funeral was quite big, she was extremely liked by everyone. It was all supposedly hosted by Vance's dad. He said he had attended because 'Vance wasn't available'. Personally I call bullshit.

Wait.

I shouldn't care? I can't help but care, this all happened after what I said. Guess he did leave me alone, but some part of me wished he chased after me, Fuck it, it wasn't just a part of me, I straight up wish he had chased after me.

"Bruce, you good? We gotta go to class." Robin asks, I also receive worried looks from Billy, Finney and Griffin.

"I don't wanna go to fucking class." I mumble.

"C'mon Bruce! There's only a few months left of school, we won't be here much longer." Finney says, "cheer up!"

"I'm not fucking upset." I say back.

"You sure sound like you're upset." Billy agreed with Finney.

"No I fucking don't."

"We'll give you a chance to calm down, 'cya in class." Robin says walking away, Billy and Griffin separate slowly after.

It's just Finney and I.

"Bruce, don't take this the wrong way but um... you've sorta been talking like Vance these past few days." Finney says look down at his shoes.

"What?? No I haven't! Why are you even talking about him?"

"You've just been acting differently since, that day..."

"I don't know what you're talking about!" I say, now actually upset. I storm away from him, away from school. Guess I'm skipping now.

I think I'm gonna go to Vance's house, I need answers. I heard his father had been staying in the house so maybe he was there.

I stand in front of the door.

I knock.

His dad answers.

"Is Vance home?"

"Yes, you want to see him?"

I nod.

"Upstairs, down the hall."

"Thank you."

I rush to his door.

I open it.

He's standing by his dresser, shirtless?

I can't tell, my vision is getting blurry

tears are forming in my eyes.

I hug him

letting my tears out.

"Bruce!?"

"Yea?" I say wiping away my tears.

He didn't respond, he just pulled me into a tighter hug.

—time skip—

I accidentally fell asleep without realizing it. I'm in Vance's bed and he's on the floor.

I open my mouth but words don't come out. I just gently tap his shoulder and he flinches.

"Is something wrong?" He asks.

I try to talk again, I can't. I grab his arm and try to pull him onto the bed. "I don't want you on the floor." I say almost silently, but the room should be quiet enough for him to hear.

"Ok." He climbs into the bed, leaving a considerable amount of space between us.

"Vance." I say a little louder.

"Huh?" He says turning towards me but not looking directly at me.

"Look at me." I demand, grabbing his face and making him face me.

Our faces are close together, I just want to.. kiss him?

...

I kissed him, he didn't kiss back.

"Uh, Bruce?"

"I'm sorry! I just... shit." I get up and leave.

I leave, walk out of the house.

Why do I keep thinking he'll chase me? Why do I want him to chase me so bad? Why would he chase me? I told him to leave me alone, so he did. Crazy how that shit works.

It's dark out and I'm crying. I sit down on the sidewalk and just cry. All I can do is cry. That's all I do when I think of Vance. Except this time it's different, I totally fucked it up, our relationship is unrecoverable at this point.

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