"Vance, calm down-
I say, trying to calm him down as he threw things around his room, he was angry because of his dad, something he had said or done, but he refuses to tell me his problems
"No! You don't get it!"
He yelled as he faced me, his face was full of emotion, anger. He was angry, really angry
I walked over to him, pulling him into a hug, stroking his hair, it took him a second to hug back, but eventually I felt his arms wrap around my waist and his head rest on my shoulder
"Your right, I don't get it. And I'm not gonna force you to tell me anything, but when your ready to talk p, I'm always here for you, whether it's about your dad, your favorite game, school, people, anything in this whole world, you can talk to me about it"
I say reassuringly, pecking his neck as he dragged me over to his bed, lying us both down as he lay on top of my chest, playing with my bracelets that were displayed over my wrists
"I hate him y/n, I hate him so much"
He said to me, sighing
"I know love, I know"
I replied, drawing circles on his back as he slept
"Goodnight Vance"
I say before drifting off into my own slumber
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Likkle Vance one innit 😝😝
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Fanfiction|the black phone imagines| |this book will be filled with imagines and preferences of the characters from the black phone| |characters I'll be writing for:: -finney Blake -robin Arellano -Vance hopper |actors I'll be writing for:: -mason Thames -Mig...
