"Don't even think about it Yamada." |Brance|

Chapter 14

Vance:

I was helping Bruce get out of the car, holding his crutches.

"I hate my life.." he mumbled, his eyes dull as he hops out of the car, taking hid crutches and adjusting them beneath his armpits.

I blew a bubble from my gum and walked at the same pace as him.

We didn't really discuss anything about the incident because he was uncomfortable about it.

I helped him into the school, putting my hands in my pockets.

"Tell me if I have to beat the fuck out of someone, kay?"

"No."

I huffed, seeing how much bruce was struggling with all of his stuff, but I knew he was capable and he needed to do this by himself right now.

Someone bumped into me as I glared, shoving them into a wall and continuing to walk.

"Be nice."

"Okay 'mom.'"

He was stressed out as the halls were filled with loud annoying teenagers.
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Bruce:
I was having a pretty rough day, my parents were making me tell them about what.. happened..

And as I walk into school, with Vance by my side I see everyone staring over at me and I was frustrated because of these damn crutches, I was already tired of them!

And then, well..

Sorry!
The person had ran into me, which of course made me stumble.

I groaned at the pain that had shot up my leg.

"What the fuck man, watch where you're going!" Vance yelled, helping me up, his arms wrapping around my waist in the process.

ohgod..

He then let go of my waist and acted like nothing happened as I leaned on him while he gave me my crutches, my face most likely looking like a tomato.

Jesus Bruce pull yourself together..

"Thanks V."

"V?" He questioned, stuffing his hands back in his pockets as I hopped back a little so I wasn't so close to him.

I nodded and shrugged at once before starting to go back down hallway, grabbing stuff from my locker quickly and then shutting it.

He huffed and caught up to me (easily.)

I was supposed to be allowed in the elevator but.. It was broken in the moment.

I stared up the stairs hating my miserable, unlucky, stupid life.

I attempted to limp up the stairs, of course I failed.

"Jesus fuck Yamada, you remind me of a goldfish outta water."

I rolled my eyes with a small smile.

"Its just so painful to watch, but entertaining."

"Ha-ha, what a knee slapper." I said with a straight face and he just huffed (again, he has an obsession with being a sassy boy)

He picked me up, bridal style and made me carry my crutches as he carried me up the stairs.
(Im cringing, I hate saying "bridal style" 😭😭😭 BUT I HAVE TO... to add spice💔💔)

I clung to him, knowing Vance he'd drop me and smile about it.

He then just decided to carry me to my class, which was embarrassing.

"Vance put me down!"

"No can do princess."

"I hate you."

He frowned as I began to panic.

"Wait! No, I was kidding— I mean— I didn't mean it!" I pouted as he just laughed at my antics.

He set me down and opened the door as I sighed, making sure not to hit anything with my crutches as I took a spot and rested them on the side of the desk.

"Welcome back Bruce!" The teacher smiled, patting my shoulder before walking over to the desk and taking a sip of her coffee.

"Thank you." I said, faking a smile.

Nobody really knew what happened, besides for my parents.. and well, my therapist.
I never really wanted therapy, I mean I dont mind it but It's.. uncomfortable, especially when my parents sit in the room with me, which isn't to often but offen enough for me for hate it.

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Hey everyone! I'm sorry I haven't been updating as much as usual, I will try and update more but I just started xmas break so hopefully I'll update more but maybe not because I want to relax and sleep😭☠️

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