𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦? ⇢𝘉𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦

⇢That night⇢

~Vance's POV~
The truck drive back to Caleb's is pretty quiet, the fact that it's late and Finn's sleeping and the awkward ness with me.
I tilt my head and look out the window
The stars are showing and it's so cool to look at
"How you boys doing back there?" I hear
"All good, Finn's out" Robin says
We hear a small 'mhm' from the front
"And you vance?"
I look back
"What? Yea I'm fine" I say before looking back out the window
He lets out another 'mhm'
I sigh and bush a hand through the bits of hair on my neck.
I miss Bruce
I need to hug him again.

~Bruces POV~
I'm so fucking pissed right now
Robin called me and told me what happened
I want to beat that guys ass
My fever thing is gone but I'm so fucking pissed.
I feel so shitty because I couldn't help, what if Caleb hadn't found him?
Vance would have been a wreck.
He already was one, but 1000x worse
He can't go through that again
I sigh and stand up from my bed
I walk into the bathroom and grab a brush
My hair looks like a mess so I'll just shower and make myself look decent since vance and then are getting back at some point tomorrow.

~Vance's POV~
We just got back to Caleb's and I get out pretty fast.
"Hey Vance?"
I groan slightly and turn around
"Yea?"
Caleb walks up to me and hands me a roll of something
"Put this on the marks on your wrists, it'll keep it from getting red- we'll more then it already is"
I haven't even realized but there's a hand mark covering both my wrists
"I- thanks Caleb"
He nods and pushes a hand through my hair before walking into the cabin.
Robin walks after him, carrying a sleeping finn.
"You coming inside?" He says
"Yea I am" I say walking inside, not far behind Robin.
I don't really pay attention so I just walk past the kitchen and into the bathroom.

I close the bathroom door and finally look in a mirror.
There's a hand mark on my chin
It goes onto my cheeks
It's even worse on my jaw
My head is still pounding
I sigh and unravel the thing Caleb gave me.
I slowly wrap it around my wrist.
It's cold
I wince at the feeling and tear it off once it's covered.
I use the clip thing and press it down, I think that's supposed to hold it down.
I swap hands and do the same to my other wrist.
I look so stupid
Why did I let that happen again?
Just fucking why

(Flashback)
The grabber stands over vance, who has tears falling down his face and a new cut that drags from his arm down to his abdomen.
"Pretty ain't it?" He says using a finger to push the blood around
"Get the f..fuck off me"
He just laughs in Vance's face before grabbing his chin and making him look into the man's eyes.
"I'm the only one in this world who even slightly cares about you, can't you see that?"
"Y..your just some fucking pervert" Vance says lightly pushing on the man's hand
"I'm just into your sweet self" he says
Vance Gags at that
The man finally lets Vance's head go
He stands up and scoffs
"Your shirts all ruined, guess you just won't wear one-"
Vance leans over with his remaining strength,grabs his shirt and puts it over himself.
The man rolls his eyes
"Whatever, that's gross-"
"Your the one who brought me down here"
He shrugs
"Yea and I have the power to kill you, sucks both ways"
Vance stares at the knife he's now holding
"See? Your terrified by even seeing it"
Vance shakes slightly as he inches closer to his face
"Now just stay still"
"Vance"
Vance sits confused
"Vance!"

~Calebs POV~
Vance's eyes shoot open and he immediately grips onto my arms.
"Don't fucking touch me you creep!"
I push his arms down and tilt his face so he can see me
"Hey hey, it's caleb"
He glares at me with his tear filled eyes and his arms go limp
He looks around me
I move my hands off of him and he puts a hand on his chest and feels for a second before sighing.
He still has tears slowly rolling down his cheeks.
"Vance?"
He looks at me
"Who is 'him?"
He stares at me before his eyes fill with tears again and he stands up
"I'm fine Caleb- just, just leave me alone-"
I stand up and grab his wrist
"Vance please"
His hands shaking as he looks back at me
"It's nobody you need to worry about ok? Im fucking fine"
He shoves my hand off his wrist and walks to his room, closing the door.
I sigh and flick the bathroom light off.
"It's hard for him to talk about it"
I jump and turn around
"Jesus Christ Robin" I say putting a hand onto my chest
He laughs slightly
"Sorry sorry, but he most likely won't tell you"
I sigh
"Why?"
"He just- it's given him some problems in the head"
"Like what?"
Robin shrugs
"Bruce has told me he used to wake up sobbing,he shakes like crazy,panic attacks stuff like that"
I nod
"I can tell, he was having one a minute ago"
Robin looks into the bathroom
"So you had to unlock the door?"
I nod and roll my eyes
"When I hear a kid sobbing and saying get away from me, yea I'm gonna get into that room"
Robin shrugs
"Yea makes since, but like you can try talking to him but your probably not gonna get it out of him"