Bruce Yamada recently moved to Denver, starting school almost as soon as he got settled in, he made friends easily and had a likable personality, but. There was a certain someone who didn't fall for that fake smile act.
Vance hopper, most known as a...
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My cat is like a literal child😭 _____________________________________
Bruce:
I sighed, trying to get through the day, I sat in my home room.
"Hey! How'd you hurt yourself Brucie?"
"Oh. Please don't call me that, and I'd rather not talk about it." I smiled politely.
She leaned her head on my shoulder and stared at the board.
I got up and quickly asked to use the bathroom, I didn't like being touched by strangers anymore and her touching me set me off..
I couldn't stop panicking, I pushed open the bathroom door and went into the stall, breathing heavily as my hands tangled in my hair.
Shitshitshitshit pull yourself together!
My head kept flashing back to my time down in the basement.. him touching me.. whispering to me..
I was now in tears, my legs trembling as I tried to calm myself down.
I heard the bathroom door open as I quickly covered my mouth, I peeked out of the crack in the door and saw it was Vance, I tried to stop myself from making a noise but soon failed when I let out a quiet cry.
Vance had glanced under the stall and saw my shoes.
"Bruce?"
".."
"Bruce open the damn door, I know it's you."
My breathing was still heavy and fast as I hesitantly opened the door and saw him.
He sighed and pulled me into a hug, resting his head under my chin.
I cried quietly as he wrapped his arms around me.
"Okay now get off of me." He said with a glare, pulling away and wiping my tears.
"T-Th-thanks." i choked out.
"Yeah, whatever."
I smiled slightly, trying to calm myself down more as I leaned into vance, my head resting on his fluffy curly hair. __________________________________
Sorry this one is short, I ran out of ideas and my back hurts☠️☠️
