ANGEL ~ vance hopper x reader ~

? ? ?? ? ?chapter 22? ? ?? ??

"well... tom had been following me for a while. and calling me on my phone. a lot. and when I told him to stop he wouldn't. he was really creepy and would watch me; I'm not sure from where, but he'd say things like 'oh, nice abba poster' or 'oh, I saw you changing' and stuff. one day he even came to my work at the grab'n'go and he like grabbed my wrist and stuff but my friend... intervened. and then he called me the next day and he was like... beating off or whatever. do I went for a run this morning to get my mind off things and I ended up in the back alley of grab'n'go. tom showed up and... did y'know to me... a-and he had a gun on me. a pistol. then vance showed up and got him off me, ended up hitting him and tom... tom shot him. after he shot him, he ran off. I don't know where he went." my voice was shaky and tears ran down my face. my explanation was hurried but the detectives didn't seem to mind.

"how did tom get a hold of this gun?" detective miller asked.

"I... I'm not entirely sure... I think he said it was his father's? I... I can't remember too well." I shook my head as I tried to remember. the day had blurred into one and the sun had even risen now. the detectives scrawled some notes down on their pages.

"how did karls approach you?" detective wright asked.

"he... he was erratic. he came round the corner from the front of the grab'n'go— he'd obviously followed me there. he was crying?" my hands shook as I remembered the almost psychotic state that tom was in at the time.

"and — I hate to ask this — but, was it penetration by the penis or the fingers?" detective miller looked guilty as he asked this.

"just his fingers." the two nodded before taking more notes down.

"you have to understand... we're just doing our job here. but are there any witnesses that can confirm your story? many people claim there was another shooter when in actuality..." detective wright trailed off. I looked up in disbelief.

"what? you think I shot my own boyfriend?! you think, taking one look at me, that I shot him? so I made up there sexual assault, the stalking, the phone calls?! what the fuck?!" my voice rose as I shouted at the two men. "where'd the gun go then? did it just disappear? you just fucking wait until vance wakes up, he'll tell you! he was shot by tom karls."

"yes, yes, we're sorry." detective miller intervened to quieten his partner. I placed my elbows on the table and broke down into tears.

"we understand that you're going through a hard time at the moment. processing the sexual assault, having your boyfriend shot... it's a lot for someone to deal with, let alone a teenager like you. y/n, we want you to know that you are not alone. we can provide you with a therapist, there are many support groups, you have your family, your friends, and our door is always open if you ever need to talk." I gave a muffled thanks to detective wright after he spoke, wiping the tears that dripped from my eyes.

"I'm sorry for yelling." I sobbed.

"it's alright, you were shocked at being accused of such an act." tell you the truth, I was actually overwhelmed. I was going through all this shit and now I was being told I had a whole host of support.

I'd never had much support in my life.

a shrink...

I thought it over as I fiddled with the leaflet the detectives had handed me before they left. they had spoken to dad to fill him in on the whole situation and I knew he would want to talk about it later.

"where is he? why ain't he back yet?!" mrs hopper was pacing, paranoid. I moved my eyes from the leaflet to her.

her blonde hair was mussed up, her pyjama bottoms were slightly dirty at the end from the grime on the hospital floor and the end of her bed-top sleeve was frayed from her picking at it for the past three hours. in that time, I had eaten a packet of crisps dad had gotten me from the vending machine and an oreo.

"pam, it'll be ok. these doctors know what they're doing. from the looks of it, he'll be out in a second." dad stood up to talk closer with mr and mrs hopper. I couldn't hear what they were saying. I didn't really care. I just wanted vance back.

"terry?!" we all turned to the door to find a woman in purple nurse's scrubs stood at the door. judging by the fact that not one of her dark hairs were out of place in her clip up ponytail and there wasn't that faint sheen of sweat most nurses adorned when working, she had just started her shift. she had big, brown dark eyes with long lashes and pink, plump lips. she looked like mom...

"maria," dad sighed in relief and went over to her. the two met in a warm embrace and dad placed a kiss to her head that made me prickle slightly, uncomfortable. dad turned back around. "uhm, everyone, this is maria. my girlfriend. maria, that's y/n, my eldest daughter. not exactly the way I wanted you two to meet. and andrew and pam hopper, vance's parents."

I smiled at maria as much as I could in my exhausted and depressed state and gave a half wave. she gave a sympathetic smile back and waved too.

"I'm so sorry about your son!" mr and mrs hopper nodded in thanks. maria turned back to dad. "I saw your name— well, y/n's name— on the sign-in sheet and panicked. is everything ok? she's had a blood test?..."

dad and maria lowered their voices to speak to each other and I turned back to looking at the floor again.

"nurse rodruigez, is everything ok?" the voice of a doctor made everyone perk up.

"yes, sir, I just bumped into terry and was saying hi." she replied.

"ah yes, you are needed on station three for me, please,"

"of course." she rushed off and made enough room in the doorway for vance's doctor to step through.

everyone sat up, ready for news. I prepared myself for the worst as he opened his mouth.

"the surgery went well," everyone sighed loudly in relief. "but I'm afraid you can't see him yet. let him rest a little, the wounds are still fresh from the surgery. around an hour or so, they should heal quickly as he's not moving."

we all nodded and the doctor headed off to help another patient.

"I can head home? like, to grab everyone's stuff? if you give me your keys I can grab a change of clothes for you two, toothbrushes, toothpaste, some bedding for vance when he wakes up, perhaps?" dad suggested. my heart warmed knowing dad was even thinking of keeping vance comfortable.

"oh, terry, that would be wonderful! here, take my key," pam began winding her key off of her keychain ring.

"feel free to take your kids over to ours. maddy and katy are there, they can look after them." mr hopper assured with a smile.

"thank you, andy. y/n, you comin'?" I shook my head. "right. i'll see you all in a bit!"

pam sat back in her chair again.

"and now, we wait."

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-SOPHIA CARSON AS MARIA

I had to change her name from heather to maria as heather is the name of vance's sister and I forgot I wrote maria's character in for a second in chapter 12 I think 😭