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𝟎𝟎𝟑 - 𝐈𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞?

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 ➔ 12/29/2022

𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 ➔ 12/30/2022

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 ➔ 1528

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 ➔ Look at me posting two chapters in one day, I'm on a roll. Also once again, I'm going to mention something that should be in the side notes, this is 2013[out of flashbacks]/2001[in most flashbacks]. :]

𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 ➔ All characters are aged up. Vance is 17, Bruce is also 17, Robin is 16, Finney is also 16, Billy is also 16, Griffin is 15, Gwen is 14, and Amy is also 14. And Vance is in grade 12, Bruce is also in grade 12, Robin is in grade 11, Finney is also in grade 11, Billy is also in grade 11, Griffin is in grade 9, Gwen is also in grade 9, and Amy is also in grade 9. It's also set in Canada because I said so![the first line is 6 spaces]

𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ➔ This fanfiction will contain mentions of abuse, homophobia, transphobia, sexual abuse, self-harm, attempted suicide, dead naming of a transgender person, slurs against gay people, anxiety, pills, panic attacks, blood, gore, and more. Viewer discretion is advised.

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      VANCE SPENT AN HOUR talking to his mother about his crush, and then he headed back to his room where he lay in bed thinking about Bruce.

Was he falling in love with Bruce?

Why was he so scared of this feeling?

Perhaps he was scared of this feeling due to how he had seen it in his childhood.

Vance remembers sitting on the stairs, looking to the living room, and hearing his mother and father fighting once again, his father screamed, "Where the fuck are you going all prettied up like that?" Mis mother cried back, "N-no where Jamison, I-I-I was j-just go—"  An audible slap was heard, which made Vance flinch holding the stuffed animal his father had gotten him as a gift so as to not tell his mother about Jamison touching him.

Laila sobbed as Jamison shouted at her, Vance stood up and ran to his room, and lay in bed pretending to be asleep, as his father made his way upstairs and to Vance's room, without knocking, Jamison opened the door and walked over to Vance's bed.

Jamison looked at his son, he reached a hand out to his son's hair, pushing it out of his face.

Jamison whispered, "Violet, wake up." Vance shifted and looked at his father, holding the stuffed toy close to his chest, he whispered, "Yes daddy?.." Jamison smiled at his son, sitting next to him on the bed, Vance leaned his head on his father's chest as his father played with his hair.

Vance was scared, he was always scared when his father came into his room like this.

Vance was 4 at the time, it didn't feel normal to be scared of his father, most things in his life didn't feel normal.

Vance couldn't find himself feeling normal most days, most days he found it hard to even be a human, he found it hard to do anything, he couldn't find it in himself to get out of bed most mornings but he knew he had to keep going for his mother, his mother was his only reason to keep going and it seemed like Bruce was his second reason to keep going, if on for himself for his mother and for Bruce, and hell even for Finney.

Vance remembers another time, he was 13, he had friends that he was planning on hanging out with, he had dressed up in a plain white dress and some shorts underneath, something he would often wear then, he got to the door, getting ready to open it until he felt someone behind him, their hands on his hips, his body growing into its designed feminine frame, his hips were just starting to change to fit with his growing body.