VINNIE HACKER // imagines

:; argument

A/N: i published this in my (BOYS // imagines) book but i decided to make this separate imagines book for vinnie so i put it here. also if you see my name in this, no you didn't lmao, i wrote this for myself originally.

Y/N's pov
This was the third argument Vinnie and I have had this week. Our 4 year old daughter, Nova, goes upstairs after dinner to play with her dolls until bed time so we take that as the opportunity to have a screaming match. It's always constant yelling and disagreeing back and forth for hours until we both just agreed to disagree but tonight it was becoming too much and that was evident to both Vinnie and I.

"Honestly Y/N! Can't I just go hangout with the boys for like 5 fucking minutes without you pestering me?" Vinnie shouted at me, while I sheepishly stood in front of the sink.
"I just thou-" I begin before Vinnie cut me off.
"You thought what, Y/N, what?"
"You said that you would join family movie night with Nova and I," I spoke softly as I turned to face him.
There Vinnie was, beer in hand and his skateboard in the other. He looked tipsy. A few more drinks and he'd be drunk.
"Seriously, this is the fifth night in a row that you have come home drunk, after hanging out with the boys," I say calmly, trying to show him that I don't want to argue.
"Ohhh, whatever. Just because you're such a prude and don't like to drink because of your parents, doesn't mean I can't! And besides, family movie night sounded boring so I wanted to chill with the guys!" He instantly replied back.
"What the fuck Vinnie, you're daughter was so excited after she had a bath. She thought her dad would be home to cuddle with her and watch beauty and the beast but I guess not."
"You're still a prude."
I just scoffed. That was his only response to his daughter's disappointment. He really pissed me off this time.
"I am not a prude Vincent Cole Hacker. I know that drinking is normal but not when it's almost every fucking night. And not when you come home drunk when you have a fiancé and kid. This isn't sway gaming anymore Vincent. This is our family home, so I suggest you learn how to take some responsibility."

After shouting back and forth for a few minutes, I had calmed down. I needed Vinnie, we couldn't keep fighting like this. Not when we're trying to raise our daughter. I had began crying as I usually do in these circumstances and Vinnie sits with a somber face.
"Vinnie, why do we keep fighting like this?" I say as I look up at a now sobered up Vinnie.
"I don't know baby but I think we need a break, maybe a month or so."
"Vinnie, no, please, don't say that," I desperately plead.
"Y/N, it's for the best. You don't deserve this. I'm gonna stay with Reggie for a while okay?" He asks almost like a question but I know it was rhetorical. No matter what I say tonight, he will still leave tonight, will he come back in the morning who knows but all I know right now is that I need him here.
"No, Vinnie, stay please. I need you here. Nova needs you here. Please, please, please," I beg as I begin to cry out. I follow close behind him as he walks to the front door and grabs his skateboard.
"I'm sorry," He lightly says as he kisses my forehead before exiting the house.

I stand there motionless, trying to process what just happened. The tears keep flowing as I close the front door.
"Mummy?" Nova quietly calls out.
"Yes baby," I respond while quickly wiping away any tears before turning to face her.
"Where's daddy going?" I slowly kneel down so that I am eye level with her.
"To have a sleepover with uncle Reg, just like you do at aunty Maddy's and uncle Jordan's."
"Oh, when will he be back?" She asks.
"I don't know yet baby," I respond. How am I going to explain this to her when a day becomes a week and a week becomes a month at Reggie's.
"Okay, can I sleep with you tonight mummy, I can read you my princess story!" She says with excitement.
"Of course baby! Go and grab your book and get cuddly in mummy and daddy's bed and then I'll be right with you," I say with a cheery grin as I stroke her cheek.

She walks up the stairs and once I know she's out of sight, I break down once again. My anger gets the best of me and I throw a few couch cushions at walls. I grab an empty vase and throw it, instant regret floods me but I'm too tired to clean it up now. I make my way upstairs after kicking the leg of the dining table as an extra release of anger. I trudge my way to mine and Vinnie's room as I brush the new tears away.
"Okay, ready for a sweepover?!" Nova excitedly shouts.
"Yeah," I reply as I cuddle up in the blankets. Nova cuddles into my right side and rests her head on my extended out arm as she holds her book with both hands and her blanky tucked safely under her right arm.
Her soft voices begins to read cinderella. As she nears the end of the book, her voice begins to droop and soon enough she's asleep. I place a small kiss on her head before cradling her in my arms. Tears form again as I look at a photo of Vinnie, Nova and I laughing at my mums birthday. A cute little candid that my younger brother got. I let out a tiny whimper and immediately I felt Novas little hand rub my arm gently to comfort me. I'd do anything for her or Vinnie.

Vinnie's pov
I had been sleeping on Reggie's couch without him knowing for the past 2 hours. That was until I heard rustling in the kitchen and decided to see if it was him.
"Reg!" I called out as I turned the corner into the kitchen.
"Woah dude! Don't just sneak up on me like that," He said as look a fear disappeared from his face.
"Haha, sorry," I nervously laugh out.
"What are you doing here anyway?
"I need a place to crash."
Don't you have you're own house?" Reggie sarcastically asked.
"Yeah but I need a place to stay for like a month maybe," I reply back.
"What happened?" Reggie looks up at me with a serious face.
"We got into a fight."
"Tell me about it."
I begin to recount what happened 2 and a half hours ago and Reggie looks pissed at me but I don't blame him. I really fucked up.
"You seriously said that to her?!" Reggie shouts at me.
I nervously nod and look down.
"I know, I fucked up, that's why I left," I let out.
"No Vinnie, no, no, no. You can't just up and leave she was ready to talk it out and sort all of your shit out but you dipped because you're still caught up on the past girls and how they hurt you. Yeah, you let Y/N into your heart 5 years ago when you were 22 and she was 19 but she's nothing like the girls from the past. She took all your emotions and hurt and turned that shit into good stuff but for some fucked up reason you still thought she would leave but she hasn't has she Vinnie?"
"No," I reply.
"Let's not forget that you helped her when she was down too, you guys both fucking saved each other and now you're telling me that when she wants to fix these arguments, you want to leave because you think that if you let go first that it will benefit the both of you. What bullshit are you going on about Vinnie? Tomorrow you will go to that house and check on you fiancé and daughter and then you can come back and stay one more night or stay where I know you belong. With your family," Reggie finishes up his speech and starts to head down he hallway to his room.
"Thanks Reg," I say, grateful that at least one of us uses logic and not emotion.
"That's what smarter, more attractive, more athletic, younger brothers are for," He chuckles out.
I let out a small chuckle before taking back my position on the couch with Poncho laying on the ground beside me.

Y/N's pov
The next morning I wake up and Nova wasn't beside me.
"Nova!" I call out as I wonder down the stairs before stopping at the foot of the stairs after hearing Nova say an all familiar name.
"Daddy!" Nova exclaims.
"Hi princess," Vinnie responds to her.
"How was your sweepover with uncle Reg?"
"Uh, good princess," I can tell she caught him off guard.
"That's vewy good, mummy and I had a princess sweepover but mummy was sad and was crying so I gave her arm tickles," Nova said innocently.
"Oh, um, what happened down here?" Vinnie asked as he looked down at the broken vases, multiple couch cushion and the slightly off centred dining table.
"Mummy was sad," another adorable yet innocent response from Nova. Nova and Vinnie begin to talk more and I make my way back to bed. I had gotten 4 hours sleep, only just falling asleep at 4am.

An hour later, I hear the bedroom door open then shut. I keep my eyes closed thinking it's just Nova climbing back into bed with me.
"Baby?" Vinnie whispers out as if it were a question.
I keep my eyes closed refusing to cave into his voice to quickly. As much as I need him, I don't want him to think that I'm a pushover.
"Y/N/N, Bub, baby"
I feel the bed dip and arms wrap around me. My back is pulled into a warm muscly chest.
"Where's my Nova?" I ask simply.
"Playing with her toys, can we talk baby," Vinnie responds as he spins me around so that I'm facing him.
"Why'd you leave?" I ask as a tear slowly falls down my cheek.
"Because I thought it would be better for the both of us but I was wrong, I'm just afraid that one day you'll wake up and leave me."
"Vinnie, I've known you for 5 fucking years, you would've thought I could've left you in that time but no I stuck around because I love you."
"I know, I know, I'm sorry, I'm so fucking sorry. And I know that saying sorry won't fix anything but I want to at least try to make you forgive me please baby," He pleads as pulls me in closer to his chest.
"I forgive you Vinnie but please apologise to Nova for not following through with your promise."
"Already done baby, that was the first thing I said to her after she finished talking about the sleepover you guys had," He let out a soft chuckle but then looked at em seriously.
"I really really love you and I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry too," I respond,
"No, you don't have to apologise," He says as he brings me in for a kiss.
"Mummy, Daddy! Can I Have cuddles too?" Nova sweetly asks.
"Of course bubby," I respond.
I move over a bit to make room in between Vinnie and I. Nova cuddles up between us and Vinnie puts on Beauty and The Beast on our bedroom tv.
"My two beautiful girls," Vinnie says as he places a kiss on both of our foreheads. I look up at him and we both give each other a smile before diverting our attention to the tv.