Banana Bus Imagines Fanfiction

Prison

Ever since Evan left, Brooke hasn't been the same- obviously affected her a lot.

"Vanoss. He wants you to come back.." My voice was low, not knowing when the drunken idiot would barge in. Brooke didn't even bother to glance up at me.. focused on relaxing her child.

"We talked about this Wildcat.. I have a family now.."

"You've had a family for the past 10 years-.."

She was silent.

"I am not taking no for an Answer, Brooke."

"Well, you are going to have to."

"Like hell I am." I mumbled.. Soon drifting out of the living room and into her bedroom where the boyfriend laid on the bed, sweaty and staring off into space. A blunt of marijuana burning out on the sheets.

How the hell did this man-child pull Brooke-.?

Better get this over with before Vanoss took matters into his own hands.. That'd be a gory sight.

Pulling out my pistol, I squeezed the trigger without a second thought. Another bloody body added to the mix..

I had a feeling Brooke already knew what that gunshot meant. It meant she was being forced to go back to her old life.

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Vanoss' POV

My blood pumped with a fire I was forced to dwindle down for 2 years.. A fire that could've burned me alive had I not be prepared to handle it.

I found myself laughing hysterically, even if there was a bullet in my arm... It felt amazing to be free once again.. We were now in the air.. having gotten completely away from the military..

Nogla flew the chopper and I stayed in the back seat, next to Terrorizer, Lui, Marcel, and Wildcat as they pumped up their fists and howled. Ohm, Delirious, Cartoonz, and Mini flew within another chopper, I could hear them also howling within my headset..

'Fuck yeah!'

'We did it boys!'

'Let's go the fuck home!'

I couldn't help but the chuckle and grin, it felt amazing to be back.
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Brooke's POV

I could hear the laughter and cheering coming from the living room. I could almost make out his voice and his very laugh. It was all muffled as I stayed cooped up in Vanoss' old room. I hadn't been at the house in 2 years and yet Nothing has changed since we were separated..

His room had still been left the way it was the night he gotten locked up.

Flash Back -

"Please Vanoss...I can't keep this going.. I love you but Its obvious you don't want to be with me. "

He completely ignored me, obviously not wanting to deal with me but it hurt to see him be unfaithful.. and I would allow him that freedom if he would just let me go and not force me into loving him. He was cheating again.. Not that it mattered.. Because he cheated whenever he wanted.

He didn't care that it hurt me.
He didn't care that I wanted to leave.
He didn't care that I knew.

This man held no empathy.

"You are not leaving, Brooke." His voice was stern and his glare was serious. It was obvious the man wanted to just go to bed and not deal with anything.

"Is this your idea of a relationship..?"

Still no answer.

"So, it would be okay if I cheated then.."

Once again, he looked up at me, his glare becoming worst. I knew it was the wrong thing to say but I wanted a response. He lifted himself up from the bed and I instantly felt his hand grasping my neck. His anger evident and scary. Each digit of his became tighter and tighter, it was useless attempting to pry his grip away..

He didn't let go until a few minutes passed, still he refused to verbally respond, it was all within his body language- words were not needed..

"O-Okay.." I whimpered, getting light-headed, my grasp on his lone wrist becoming desperate.

"Go to bed."

The pressure released and the man took a step back to leave- instantly slamming the door behind him. I was now alone with bruises on my neck and in tears.

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I didn't know it would have been the last time I saw him for the next 2 years.. Had I knew I wouldn't of been so passive aggressive.

Now, I was scared. Did he know that I moved on? Did Wildcat tell him? Did he know I had a child..?

I looked at my baby laying on the bed next to me, She had been giggling and staring off into space, influenced by the happy atmosphere coming from the living room.

Did she know that her biological father was dead? I wouldn't dare start crying about him being shot.. not in front of my leaders, never.

I sat up on the bed, my thumb petting her brow bone. Wildcat had told me to stay in here as Vanoss would probably want to speak with me privately. I was scared for her safety, What would he do or say?? I wouldn't be able to control him..

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An hour later as things settled down and everyone was caught up, I had be nosing around around his desk. Looking at anything to bring back my memories of my family.. I haven't heard from anyone but Wildcat.. My fingers shifted through his business deal contracts, but stopped as I came across a sticky note written with feminine handwriting, and stuck to an important document file.

'Please get some sleep tonight, Vanoss.

                     ♡ - Brooke '

Instantly, I heard the door gently click open.. My heart stopped as I looked up to see my Leader for the first time in 2 years. He eyed me but a subtle smile was given..

Evan had been obviously malnourished, very skinny but very well toned and muscled, assuming he lifted weights in prison.. His arm was wrapped up, assuming from a wound he had while breaking out..

A long scar dressed his jaw, as if someone had punched him in the face and it healed but left a receipt. He had scruff and what seemed darker eyes. Those eyes took a look around but I instantly removed myself from his desk and took a few steps towards the man.

"Been a long time.."

"Y-Yeah.."