𝙈𝙮 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙧 ; 𝐵𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒

Chapter 6, "Dad?"

Vance Hopper pov:

I opened my eyes. Nobody was in the room but who did I expect in there? Bruce was at school.

A nurse walked in. "Hello! We need to run some tests today. You'll be able to leave by tomorrow night if the tests are clear." "Mk." She connected a ton of wires to me. I want to see Bruce.

"All done! You can go back to sleep now." "Yeah bye." She left the room. I sat there for a few minutes staring at the wall before I reached over to grab the remote. I tried but I couldn't. My arms wouldn't extend that long. I huffed and led back, crossing my arms.

"Vance Hopper? You have visitors." Was Bruce here? What's the time? Surely school wasn't finished yet. Was it?

My mom and dad walked inside. "Vance!" My mum ran up to me and hugged me. I hugged her back. "Hi mommy, dad." My dad sat down on a chair which was against the wall. "So this is what you get, huh?" "I didn't ask for him to hit me with his van?! If you're gonna be moody just get the fuck out. You've already made my life a living hell." "Vance Hopper, king of the school, gets paralysed. Nice." "Leave the poor boy alone-" "SHUT UP WOMAN." She quietened down. "Don't talk to my mom that way." He slapped me. I held my cheek for a minute. "GET OUT!" "Gladly." He grabbed my mom's hand and dragged her out.

I kept holding my cheek. He had a powerful slap, hence why I hated him so much. What even was the time? 4:30pm. I didn't sleep for that long, surely? The door opened.

"Bruce, hi." "Vance. Hi." He sat down next to me. "So how's everything been going?" "They took some tests today. My mum and dad came in. That's it." "Oh! How did it go with your parents then?" "Terrible. He ain't very happy with me." "He'll come around." "Not really but it's fine." "Well I'm always here if you need it." He smiled. I couldn't help but smile back.

Bruce put my hair in a ponytail. "There. Now it's out of your way." "I hate it. It was fine anyway." "It was bothering you. You can deal with it." "Whatever." "I wish you could come home with me. Mustn't be nice, this place is terrible to sleep in. I did before- got hit in the face with a baseball." "I should've been there to see it. Definitely not."

"Hey, I never asked how your baseball thing went?" "Oh, I didn't do it." "Why not? You were excited for it." "Just didn't want to." "That's a pretty shit excuse. You love baseball, what was the actual reason?" "I couldn't cause of my face. You know, the guy who tried to kidnap you stabbed my face a few times. Surprised I'm still here, what are the odds of surviving that? Luckily it was my cheeks and the wounds were a little bit deep." "I see the scars. I'm sorry. I should've listened to you when you told me to stay." "It's ok. You didn't know that was going to happen, I don't blame you."

"I wanna go home. I don't wanna be here no more." "You will. It's just the results, you need them back first." "I wanna be somewhere else. I've been in the same fucking position for three days!" "How'd you like to get on my back, I'll take you somewhere else." "Absolutely not." "You suree?" "..fine."

Bruce lifted me on to his back. "How the fuck are you carrying me. I'm heavier than you." "Not by that much. Plus I'm strong." "Yeah yeah." I put my arms around his neck. "Shouldn't you be in a gown? You're still wearing the same clothes you wore when you came." "I told them that if they forced me to put it on then I'd break all their spines and make them fix each other." "Sounds like something you'd say."

I rested my chin on the top of his head. He walked around the hospital. It would've been way better if I could walk myself but I'm sure this could help. I wasn't paralysed, just stiff after being in the same position.

"Bruce, can you put me down a sec?" "But you can't stand?" "I'm going to try." We were back in my room now so I was willing to try my best to make my legs work again. My back could move better now but it was painful and ached.

He held me by my waist. "I'm letting go now, okay?" "Yeah yeah." He let go. I stood for a few seconds before my knees buckled. Bruce lifted me back up again. "Are you alright?" "I'm fine." He let go again and I stood. "You did it!" "Course I did, dumb shit, I said I would." "Now walk." "Come here." "Okay?" He walked towards me. I grabbed his hand and held it tight. "Just in case." I told him. "Yeah. Okay."

I started to walk slowly. My legs shook. I pulled Bruce closer to me and wrapped my arms around his stomach. "You okay..?" "Just.. let me walk." I walked slowly and so did he. "I can walk. Thank god. I can't imagine not being able to walk." I slowly walked towards the bed and fell on it. I pulled Bruce down with me.

I slightly sat up. Bruce was led on top of me with his head on my stomach. I was blushing like mad and I was lucky Bruce couldn't see it. Was I really falling for Bruce?