The black phone ~imagines~

Temper (vance)

Vance hopper, always had a temper. Everyone annoyed him, that wasn't a good thing because it would cause him to hurt people, people he loved And today he hurt the wrong person. He didn't mean to but she was just in the wrong place at the wrong time

Vance was out the back of the grab n go smoking a cigarette waiting for me to show up. Once I got there his once happy face turned stone cold.

She was wearing a short strappy dress with flowers all over it. It was halfway uo her thigh and you could clearly tell she wasn't wearing a bra.

Vance- go home and change

Y/n- what?

Vance- don't test me y/n

Y/n- vance you told me to dress up nicely

Vance- yeah but not like this!

I was astonished. What was wrong with him. I could now tell it was about my outfit. Why wasn't I allowed to dress up? He was the one who told me to.

He was taking her out for dinner with some of their friends. Their older friends. A few of them were girls who would surely find nothing wrong with how she was dressed but most of them were boys. Older boys with ideas. Ideas about a young helpless girl. He knew they would do nothing to her but he just couldn't shake the feeling that something else would happen. He could never say it but he always felt the urge to protect her, even when she didn't want or need it

Y/n- we're going to be late if I change

Vance- y/n I said go home and change

I ignored him and started walking to the diner we were having my birthday dinner in. I greeted my friends and sat down. Vance came in, he was angry. He didn't speak to me the whole dinner. I was a bit upset but I didn't let it show

Sarah- present time!

Everyone gave me present and I thanked them. It soon came to vance's turn to give me a present but he didn't

Vance- I didn't get you one

Y/n- oh it's ok

We finished up and decided to all go home. Vance had already agreed to walk me home but now he regretted it.

Y/n- you don't have to walk me home

Vance- no I said I would so now I have to

A guy walked past. A guy I knew very well. He was a family friend and never had any feelings for me

Guy- wow y/n, you look good

I went to thank him but before I could, Vance punched him. This guy didn't mean it in an inappropriate way. He was simply complimenting me. Vance obviously didn't see that

I went to pull him off but instead Vance swung his arm back to hit him again, knocking his elbow into my face causing me to fall and hit my head against a rock, knocking me unconscious

Vance- fuck, y/n! Wake up

He lifted my head onto his lap. The guy ran to the nearest house and asked a family to call an ambulance.

I was taken to the hospital and checked on for hours. They bandaged up my head which was soaking blood into my hair

Vance- when can I see her

Doctor- she's awake now

I looked around the room, unsure of where I was. My vision was blurry. Suddenly a figure walked into the room. Once they got closer I could tell it was Vance

Vance- I'm so sorry

Y/n- it's ok

Vance- no it's not

Y/n- vance, I know you were only trying to protect me

Vance- clearly I should be protecting you from me

A tear rolled down his cheek. I didn't want him to blame himself. I didn't want him to push me away

Y/n- no Vance don't say that

Vance- it's true

Y/n- come here

I opened my arms to him and pulled him close. I could feel his tears soaking through my hospital gown

Y/n- please don't blame yourself

I could feel him nod. I held him tightly, not wanting to let go. I needed him. He had a temper but so did i, I just never let it show. I was the reason he got mad tonight, maybe if I stayed away it would help.

Vance- don't go

It was like he could read her mind. He needed her. He needed her to stay calm. He only got a temper because he wanted to protect her and there's nothing wrong with that