♡This sucks♡

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~Vance's POV~
I'm still sitting in this room but I already have the damn ankle thing.
They said to not touch it and whenever I wanna leave for a good reason I have to call Travis, which is the stupidest thing I've ever heard.
Travis did leave his music with me though so that was nice, it's only two songs but hey he's got decent taste.
I hear the door squeak open again and I look over
"Alright, you just have to stay tonight and your good"
"Wait, what do you mean 'stay?'" I say standing up
"Well we have a small cell with two people in it that's your gonna share with tonight" Travis says flipping through his pages
"Your with...Damien and max"
"No" I say
"Vance it's that or you can sleep in here, your atleast gonna have a bed in there"
Well shit he's kinda right-
"Fine but only tonight right?"
"Yep only tonight then your out at 11 tomorrow" he says looking up at me
"I do gotta cuff you to walk you there" he says taking out a pair of cuffs
I groan and walk up to him with my wrists out
He clacks the cuffs over them and lets me walk infront of him as we go through the station.
As I'm walking I see a bunch of random people and some stare at me.
I roll my eyes as Travis turns me to the way I have to go.
We get to a small hall where there's talking going on and he leads me to a back cell
"Max! Damien get your asses over here!" Travis yells.
That's the first time I've really heard him yell so I just stare at him until these two guys come up to the bars
"What Travis" they say
"This is vance, he's staying with you guys" Travis says opening the cell and lightly pushing me in
They both stare at me and I glare
"Hands Vance"
I hold my hands up and the cuffs come off
Then the door shuts and Travis walks away.
I sigh and walk to the three small beds.
I lay on one and close my eyes until I hear one of the two talking
"That's my bed"
"Find a new one I'm tierd as hell" I say turning onto my side
I feel myself being shoved off and I stand up
I glare at the one who I thinks max and he smirking
"Woah so scary-"
I punch him in the face before he finishes and sit back down
"Yea I am so fuck off" I say crossing my arms
Damien looks at me
"You fucked up" he says
"Doubt it"
I watch as max stands up and charges at me
I dodge the few weak punches he throws and punch him in the nose before he falls onto the floor
"Your weak as fuck so quit trying" I say
Max gets up
"I'll just get Travis then"
"Mhm what would he-"
I say before a strong hit is to my jaw
Max punched my jaw and I stand up infront of him as I hold the side of my face
"Your gonna regret that you little shit"
"No fighting!" I hear and we all look over to see Travis glaring at us
"Sorry trav" max and Damian say
"Vance just go to sleep it's not that damn hard" he says
"He started it not me in just finishing it" I say putting my hands up in defense
I roll my eyes as I lay back on the small,uncomfortable bed and close my eyes.
I hear quiet mumbling as I drift off to sleep.
Then I start to dream of Bruce
But
It's not the good kind of dream

"Vance what the fuck?! You lost a fight?!"
"You told me to quit so I did!"
"I didn't mean loose it you fucking weak ass!"
I stare at him as he yells this straight into my face
"Im not weak bruce I just wasn't fighting since you don't want me to"
"No your just weak"
I feel my hands shake and my eyes go blurry
"Im not weak bruce, IM NOT THE FUCKING WEAK ONE HERE" I yell as he stops and stares
"Vance-"
"NO SHUT UP" I yell again
I wipe my face and suddenly he's the one crying
And
He looks scared
Of me?
No
Not this dream again

I whip up and grip my hair
"Bruce!-"
I look around and see Damien staring at me
I feel my face and wipe it off
"What" I say
"Man you got issues" he says
I let my hair go and lay back down
"What time is it"
"2AM"
"Mm cool"
"Totally" he says
I wrap my arms around myself,close my eyes and imagine my arms are Bruce's and I lightly smile
"Dude, you tryina imagine your girl friend or something?" I hear
"Yea, I fuckin am so leave me alone" I say as I glare at him
He rolls his eyes and goes back to whatever he was doing
I go back to thinking of Bruce and slowly fall back asleep.

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