Vance hopper

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Vance's pov

I'm not usually the type of person to miss someone so much but I really miss her. I know I'm normally a bitch to her but it never means I hate her. Since she's been missing I have this weird feeling of feeling sad all the time.

There's this weird thing I've been doing for the past few days. I've been going on walks. It's just a Feeling that maybe I'll find a clue to where she went but nothing has happened yet.

It was a Friday afternoon. I was walking around the neighborhood. Like I've been doing for the past days. I sometimes would pass by missing posters of her but I ignored them because I was losing interest in them by now. Everyone thinks she's gone by now but I don't know. I don't wanna believe that.

I kept on walking until a tall man staring at something on the wall. I tried to ignore him but as I walked closer he quickly turned to look at me. "Isn't it strange how they suddenly just disappear." He said. I looked him up and down and I noticed he had his face painted white and he had a hat on. Like that's magician ones.

"Poor girl must be afraid." He said looking over at the wall again. I looked too and it was y/n's missing poster. "Yeah." I replied before I started to walk off. "I saw her before she disappeared." I heard the man say behind me, making me stop walking. I turned around to look at him.

"There was a man at the end of the road watching her. I just assumed maybe that was her dad or something." He said as I walked back towards him. "What'd he look like?!" I loudly asked. "I have a drawing of him. I'm an artist and I drew what I saw." He answered as he walked toward a black van. I watched him as he opened the back of doors of the van.

He looked over at me. "It better for you to see then to have me describe it." He softly said. I had this feeling that I needed to leave but I was just desperate to know who took y/n.

I slowly began to walk towards the man. I was now next to the man and I looked down at the paper. It was blank. I frowned in anger. "Is this fucking joke?!" I loudly said as I looked at him.

"Yes." He said as his smile dropped. Before I could do anything he had pulled out some can and sprayed it in my face. I quickly stumbled back. The man then tried to pick me up and shove me I'm the van but I punched him in the face with my elbow.

That caused him to Stumble back and this gave me a chance to make a run for it. I wasn't to far from him when i began to feel dizzy and my vision began to get blurry.

I looked behind me and i saw him walking towards me. I looked back foward and I fell to the ground. I don't remember anything after that.

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Hours went by and you two laid next to each other unconsciously. In no time one of you would wake up to find one another.

A couple of minutes passed by and you slowly began to wake up. Your eyes began to open as you tasted blood in your mouth. You also felt a huge headache. It felt like if someone was stabbing multiple needles into your scalp.
You slowly sat up as you leaned on the wall. The room was dark so you couldn't see anything.

The only light there was from the window up on the wall. It must've even the outside lights or something.

"Y/n?" You heard a voice say making you jump. They then walked out the dark corner. Your heart dropped as you saw Vance standing in front of you.

"This is where you've been all this time?" He asked as you got up. You still didn't respond back you just kept staring at him like you had just seen a ghost.

"I'm dead aren't I?" You whispered.
Vance looked at you confused. "No.." he responded to you. "No. You can't be here." You said shaking your head. You then stood up.

"He's gonna kill us both. We're both gonna fucking die!" You loudly said as you paced around the room. "Y/n!" Vance yelled but you ignored him.

"He's gonna kill me and I'm never gonna be found! I'll be 17 forever and I'll die alone and finney and Gwen won't have me anymore!" You loudly said. "Y/N!" Vance yelled again but this time you snapped out of it.

You looked at him and noticed he was still there so it meant he was actually there. You were just imagining it.
The more you looked at him the more your eyes got teary. You were happy to see him but not like this.

"He got you too, Vance." You whispered. "We're never gonna be found." You added. He shaked his head. "No. Were gonna get out of here. I promise." He said as he began to walk closer to you but you stopped him. "Don't promise something you can't promise Vance. I tried so many times and I still ended up here.... LOOK WHAT HE DID TO ME FOR ESCAPING!" You yelled as you pointed to the fresh long scar on your cheekbone area.

The more Vance looked at your face the more he saw different cuts. You had one on the bridge of your nose. You had a busted lip and you had dried blood on your nose down to your chin and on your shirt.

"So don't say we're getting out because that cunt up there is fucking crazy." You said as your voice cracked. You took a deep breath because you knew you were about to break down again.

Vance knew that was also about to happen because you began to pace Around the room again. That didn't seem to work. The tears began to pour out your eyes as you began to wipe them.

"There has to be some way out of here." Vance said again. "There isn't! I already told you. We're gonna die here and we don't have any time. He's gonna kill me." You cried as you sat down in the corner.