Fade Away. •.brance.•

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bruce's eyes immediatly shot open, staring at the plain white hospital roof above him. he was alive? he sat up straight and peered around him, seeing it was just him alone in the room.

the door pushed open, revealing amy. "amy! i missed you so much," bruce smiled at the sight of her. "i missed you too, bruce." "where's mom, dad, and vance?" bruce asked, looking around.

"they're here, just not here," amy frowned. bruce nodded, understanding just what amy meant. "i won my game. before i got kidnapped," bruce told her.

"i know, i watched you,"amy smiled at him. "you did?" bruce asked, sitting up in the bed. "mhm!" amy nodded head. bruce looked down to the bed, smiling to himself.

"how was it getting to know vance? he punch you a lot?" amy joked to him. bruce laughed too. "suprisingly, no, didn't hurt me once," bruce's heart hurt at his statement. "he was nice to me. i wish i'd gotten to know him sooner," bruce frowned.

"he did seem nice to you, i saw him in the lobby, he was really upset," amy told him. "oh. well i'm glad he's okay," bruce smiled to himself.

"yeah, he was fed and taken care of," amy informed him. bruce was glad vance was okay, even if he wasn't. "what about mom and dad? are they here? do they even know?" bruce continued to interrogate his sister.

"they're here, and yes, they do know," amy frowned. "i wish i could see them," bruce leaned back into the hospital bed. "not yet," is all amy said in reply.

"also, vance isn't at the hospital anymore. he left like ten minutes before you woke up," amy was sure to tell him. "i guess i'll go see him tomorrow then!" bruce said, his mood brightning a bit.

"bruce.." amy whispered, shaking her head. "what?" bruce tilted his head in confusion. amy answer that. "your friends were really worried too," amy changed the subject.

"i'll see them tomorrow too," bruce smiled at the thought of getting to be around his friends again. amy frowned at him, yet continued to nod along with him.

"i'm just so glad to see you too, it's felt like i haven't seen you in a year," bruce smiled at her. amy shook her head at bruce. "oh," bruce looked back down to the bed after he realized.

"wait, how... how are you even here?" bruce furrowed his eyebrows. "what do you mean?" amy questioned.

"i mean, last spring, you died," bruce mumbled. "what?" amy spoke. "you killed yourself," bruce hinted, his voice sounding hurt.

"no, i understand, i just thought you were supposed to be the smart one," amy sighed out. "what?" now it was bruce's turn to be confused.

"bruce.. you're dead too," amy told him. "i'm what?" bruce asked in shock. amy didn't respond, she just frowned at him.
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"can i see him?" vance asked the doctor who walked out of bruce's room. "you the boy who brought him in?" the doctor asked, gripping his clipboard. vance nodded.

"yeah, not the first one that's been in here because of you," the doctor whispered under his breath. "fuck did you say?" vance asked. "nothing! nothing.. anyways. can't let you see him," the doctor shook his head.

"okay, listen here doctor.." vance trailed off as he read his nametag, "doctor fields! let me see him or i'll fucking fight you, right here, right now," vance threatened.

"no can do, bud. we don't usually let visitors visit the dead people," doctor fields pursed his lips. "i don't care, dude, let me fucking- wait, pause. what did you just say?" vance stopped himself before making anymore threats.

"bruce was just pronounced dead," the doctor shrugged and walked away. vance blankly watched as the doctor walked away. bruce was dead. vance stared at the ground and began walking off.

vance couldn't process it. his thoughts drifted away to the doctor. that last name sounded familiar. vance recalled sending a boy named andrew fields to the hospital once. was that his son? was the doctor just mad about that and lied about bruce being dead?

vance quickly spun around as ran towards bruce's room, flinging the door open. he saw bruce lying on the bed, not moving. vance shut the door, wondering if bruce was actually dead. vance's mind wandered off, just as his body carried him out of the building.

the next time vance remembered he was still existing, he was sitting behind a tree, silently crying. vance barely ever cried, he always said only losers now. but now he was a loser.

vance's sadness quickly turned into anger. he wiped away his tears until his eyes were completely dry. he walked out onto the streets and headed towards where he knew he could get his anger out.

"hey, vance! you tryna buy weed again? i told you i was gonna stop after-" the boy vance came to see immediatly shut up after vance threw a hard punch to his jaw.

he used to be friends with him, until he started forcing vance to buy his drugs. it only lasted a day after vance realized he could just beat him up.

"ow! come on man, this is like the.." the boy stopped to remember how many times vance had took his anger out on him. vance didn't wait for him and threw another punch to his face. "twelth time!" the boy managed to spit out whilst vance kneeed him in the stomach.

after the boy was on the ground, crying from pain and bleeding from many places, vance decided he was done and left. was it really the twelth time? the boy was stoned half the time so it's not as if he would be able to remember anything.

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i was originally gonna leave bruce dead cuz like ive been a bit too silly lately, but then i was like that is not brance wtf so hes gonna be alive bruce from now on. dont ask how cuz i already have that planned out.

my friend tattooed danny davito on my hand so now thats just there. also a dinosaur on my shoe funtastical

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