Moving In - A Vinnie Hacker Story

Moving In S2 Pt22 - Welcome Home

I rolled my windows down, turned off the A/C, and let the wind hit me. I was clearing my mind from all that went wrong today.

I was glad that Hera was okay, but was I? Short answer: no, absolutely not.

Y/n can overreact sometimes and do things to piss me off and say things to hurt my feelings. However, I can't deny that I came at her for nothing today. Sure my emotions were high, but I made her feel insecure and unimportant when that was the last thing I dreamed of doing.

I love her so much that I would put her happiness before mine. I want to make her feel confident and beautiful and like the only girl in the world. I don't want her to feel like she's in competition for my attention because she isn't.

I've never loved anyone the way I love her. I would never let any other girl move into my bedroom before now. I might help her find a cheaper apartment, but I would never pull strings to offer her a side of the bed.

It's insane how much she's changed me and made me grow as a person. She's truly amazing. But I would never forgive myself if I made her stay with me despite feeling like shit. I would never be able to live with the guilt of making her stay in an unhappy relationship.

But I don't know what I would do with myself if I lost her. Hera's important to me but she is not all I have. Y/n is the only girl who has ever understood me for me and accepts who I am. She's the only person that makes me feel worthy.

What would I do without her?

Nothing. Because I'm not gonna lose her. I'll fight for her with everything I have. Because she is worth it.

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I pulled back into the parking lot of the vet's office around 2:45am and saw Y/n's car. Did she come here for me? Did she wanna talk things out? Can I make her forgive me?

I looked around and saw a guy in her driver's seat. Who the fuck is that?? It's been a little over two hours since we got into that ugly fight. Is it too early to patch things up? Or will the holes only get bigger as time goes on?

I can deal with the hole getting bigger as long as that hole is not her's from getting railed by the guy driving her car!

No, shut up, Vin. That's stupid. She would never rebound that fast. She physically wouldn't be able to do it.

I contemplated on going inside and talking to her, but I figured that our conversation would be better outside in case it got turbulent. I didn't move from my seat. I just stayed put, five spaces away from Y/n's car and three away from the entrance. She would be sure to see me when she left and she could come to me if she felt like it.

Ten minutes passed and someone finally opened the door to exit. Y/n came outside with her wrinkled dress, ruffled up bird's nest hair, and black mascara stains all over her face and neck.

I did that to her. I made her cry like that. I made her look like that. Upon seeing her, my heart shattered into a billion pieces. She looked exhausted and broken. She had an empty expression on her face until she spotted my car.

I thought that she might've walked over or smiled or cried, but she just kept walking to her car like I was never there.

As they pulled out of the driveway, I realized that the man in the car was David. I felt relief flood over me because she had a friend to be with tonight. She had someone to listen to her and take care of her when I couldn't. I also was ecstatic that she was with a guy that would never fuck her.

All that relief washed away when I caught a glimpse of Y/n seemingly having a panic attack after looking at my car.

She was making the face that she uses when her heart is racing. I made her so scared that even with driving away, she still was reacting as if I was right in front of her.