Banana Bus Imagines Fanfiction

Bruises Part 2 (Vanoss x Brooke)

Vanoss x Brooke

Bruises Part 2

Normal POV

The men watched the beat up female leave back to her room in an eery silent defeat, after plucking the cash reward onto the coffee table. Their leader in absolute silence and thought.

"H-Hey, that's kind of fucked up... Y-ya know?" Carlos stated in the silence.. His Spanish accent not really doing much to humor anyone unlike usual. "She is suppose to be our familia.. our hermanita.. trying to make that money.. Y-Ya know?"

"Droidd, she is a trouble maker.. It was a mistake to pull a little girl from her home and attempt at raising her in the first place."

"Don't say that!" Nogla angrily glared at Evan. "We were the ones who picked her father off anyway, remember?!"

"Nogla, her father an infamous and dangerous drug dealer & killer, the men he worked with probably abused her as well, they deserved to die, and we earned the bounty money on his head. The only reason we ever looked back to Brooke was out of pity." Vanoss glared back, a distant side of him coming out to speak for him, which had been mainly lies he would tell to make himself feel better.

"I-If there is one thing my kin told me, it is to stick together! No matter our mistakes! A-And she was attempting to do her part by going in that tournament! Brooke has become one of us throughout these years.." Droidd looked away, a bit saddened.

Moo suddenly jerked up and left the living room, possibly to go comfort the female in her own room-not wanting to hear any of it. The man was obviously distressed, Brooke had clung to Brock ever since she was young. It was a surprise that he had been quiet either.

"This is her punishment for not obeying." Evan simply watched Moo leave, picking up the stack of money and began counting. "Overall, she was never our responsibility, and now that she is older she needs to go her own way."

"I-I think you are just scared of seeing Brooke live the way we do, the reason you always kept her l-locked up, cabron." Carlos stared at Vanoss, trying to make him understand, but he was already exactly right. Evan didn't want to see her grow into a gang member like them, he wanted to see the woman flourish in other ways.. He didn't want to bruise her heart more than it already had been bruised by her father. One of the main reasons he spoiled her in material items, guarded her from the outside world, and gave her everything she ever wanted.

Evan's attachment to her was silent, possessive, and strong.. It had pained him to set boundaries between them as being the Leader of a notorious gang. He didn't say much of any thing else, but got up and left to his office to think things over, Tyler got up and followed him. They to most likely talk things through.

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Brock's POV

I held her tight in my arms as her loud sobs filled her room, my shirt entirely wet with blood and tears. Tears had eventually released from my eyes, no matter how strong I attempted to stay, but that had only led me to hold her tighter.

"Sh... Cmon... Brooke.. Shhh..."

She laid upon my chest whimpering and sobbing, as well as being absolutely exhausted and in pain. I knew she was listening to my words throughout her tears, and I also knew she hated to reply when sobbing because she hated the way her voice cracked. But she still clung and cried, wanting this to just be a bad dream. Hell, I wanted it to be a bad dream.

"Brooke.. Baby girl.. Please sleep.. I'm gonna stay with you all night.. Alright? Just get some rest.. You've been through hell today, I know." I whispered, understanding what sort of migraine she may have gotten from being punched and then crying her heart out.