𝙈𝙮 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙧 ; 𝐵𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒

Chapter 5 ; "Ouch?"

Vance Hopper's pov:

I opened my eyes. The room was bright. "Move the lights away-" I rubbed my eyes. "Vance! You're awake. Holy shit man you scared me." I sat up. "Bruce? What the fuck happened?" "Lay back down." I did. "You almost got kidnapped." "What?" I took a closer look at Bruce's face. He had a black eye and loads of scars on his face. They all looked like they'd been created by a knife and were pretty deep.

"I was running after you because I didn't want you to be want you to walk home by yourself while it was dark outside. Before you say anything- I'm not calling you a pussy. Anyway, I saw a man attacking you. That's when you got up and began jogging away. The man got back in his car and hit you from the back. You passed out and he got out to try get you inside his van. I attacked him and he grabbed a knife out of his pocket and stabbed my face in some places. He drove away and the police caught him."

This was a lot to take in. I stared at him in shock. If he got stabbed, why was he still here? Shouldn't he be dead? "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told you. You just woke up." "No. No it's cool." I looked at my feet. Bruce Yamada had saved me from being kidnapped. He. Saved. Me.

I wrapped my arms around Bruce and pulled him into a hug. It was a tight hug. I needed to thank him. "Thank you Bruce. I don't know what I'd do without you, man." I squeezed my head into his shoulder and he wrapped his arms around me. "It's fine Vance." "It's not fine. You got hurt." "I'm fine. I'm still here and so are you." "Mhm."

He ended up being led next to me. For some reason I could move my arms but my back and legs wouldn't. "Vance I gotta tell you something." "What? Nothing will top the shock that I got from that story." I laughed. He didnt. How serious was this?

"The doctor said you are paralysed from the shoulder down. If you stay in hospital and they inject some stuff into your body then they can see if it's true. They just think that from the impact of the van it's not likely that you'll ever be able to walk again."

What? No. No. This isn't possible. If I can't walk- what do I do? I hadn't realised I stopped breathing. I was in so much shock. "Vance? Vance are you okay?" Bruce sat up and looked at me. I began breathing heavily. He got up and shouted for a doctor. My surroundings became blurry. I don't want to live if I can't walk?

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Bruce Yamada pov:

I watched as around 5 doctors ran into the room and connected these wires to Vance. He was shaking, quite a lot. Not violently but not calm? I couldn't watch. I ran out of the room.

As I was running down the halls I bumped into someone. They put their arms around me. "Bruce, Bruce look at me. What's wrong?" It was my dad. "Vance- he's.." I sniffed. "He's having a seizure. I don't know! He's shaking. What if he dies dad?" I wrapped my arms around him and cried into his chest. "Calm down."

My dad put one arm under my knees and one on my back. He lifted me up and began to walk to the waiting room. I fell asleep after crying that much. I wasn't exactly close to Vance but seeing someone in that state scared me. No kid deserves to see their friend like that.

"Bruce? Bruce?" I opened my eyes. My mom was shaking me a bit. "The doctor here wants to tell you that Vance is stable and that he's okay." I looked at the doctor and nodded. Flashbacks of Vance shaking flooded my mind. The doctor smiled and walked away. I closed my eyes. "Bruce we better be leaving." "No. I wanna see Vance." "Tomo-" "Just let him go honey." "..okay." I stood up and walked to Vances room.

I walked inside his room. "I've had a nightmare. Ain't I?" I didn't laugh at his remark. Instead, I got on top of him and hugged him. He hugged me back. "This is weird. I haven't hugged anyone like this before." I teared up. "Man, just shut up." I put my hand at the back of his head. "Thanks for being here Bruce. My mom and dad aren't gonna come." "Why not?" "Don't worry about it." "If you say so."

My parents walked in. "Come on Bruce, it's time to go." "Just 5 more minutes." "Bruce." Vance put his finger on my chin and lifted my head up. "You go. Come see me tomorrow after school." "You sure?" "I'm sure." "Okay. Bye Vance." I hugged him one last time. He kissed my forehead. I smiled and got off of him. "See you tomorrow." "Bye." I left.

I felt really bad. He didn't even know if he could walk and he was stuck in bed for a week. He had tests tomorrow so he would stay the night and then for the rest of the week, maybe he could stay with me. I'd like that.

I walked into my house. One thing I didn't tell Vance is that I was in the hospital with him. The first time I saw my parents is when I ran into them at the hospital.

"Bruce! You're finally back!" Amy hugged me. "Yeah." I walked up the stair. I could hear my father telling my sister, "He's just sad about Vance. Give him some time."

I walked into my room and slammed the door shut. I walked to my bed and led down. I was ready to sleep. Suddenly the image of Vance shaking in the bed filled my mind. I sat up quickly. Gosh, my mind isn't going to let me sleep.