Moving In - A Vinnie Hacker Story

Moving In S2 Pt22 - Welcome Home

How could I fuck us up this bad? I thought about calling her, but realized that that would only make things worse. I needed to check on Hera and then I'd go home and figure this shit out.

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The doctors gave me an update and told me that she would be fine. It felt like a weight was lifted off one of my shoulders. The other one was pulled down by the guilt of my words a few hours ago.

I got back in my car and started driving. I found myself at a run-down bodega near the oceanside and I bought a few drinks. They didn't even try to card me, they were just happy for the business.

I walked down to the beach and sat in the sand near the water. There was a crushed sandcastle next to me. I took a big swig of the Pink Whitney I bought and started to examine the moat in front of this elaborate castle.

Whoever built this was amazing. It had about three stories that were still visible and a giant entrance. It must have taken them hours just for it to get crushed.

I thought of Y/n and how much she would love to see this. She loves being at the beach at night as long as she's with other people. It was such a nice night, I'm sure she would have a great time lying in the sand and looking up at the stars from the only place where you can see them in LA.

I looked at the sand castle again and thought about how it resembled our relationship. We spent so much time building it and put so much effort into it, but it was fragile enough to get demolished by our surroundings.

I opened my phone to distract myself and went onto TikTok. One of my favorite sounds came on. It was that Not Around song. I never really thought about the lyrics until now.

I looked it up on Apple Music to hear the whole song and look at the full lyrics. One part in particular hit me really hard:

"And I don't ever
wanna keep you
with no other bitches
Only mine girl,
you're mine girl
And I really wanna
kick it, I will miss you
But you're mine girl,
so bye
Oh, she could be up
Oh, she could be down
But I'm not around
to see my baby"

Why the fuck am I here on the beach? Why I am I wallowing in self-pity and fucking alcohol, when I could just go get her and talk things through??

I need to go see her. I need to go now.

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*Y/n's POV*

I couldn't sleep as well as I wanted to. Normally, I can sleep for hours after I cry like that, but today was different.

I couldn't help but think that I ruined his birthday. I know it wasn't all my fault, but I miss him so much. And as mad as I am at him, I don't want him to be mad at me. And as much as I need my space, I can't help but long for him to comfort me despite him being the one who made me cry.

You know, I always got mad in high school when people told me that I would be the one to stay in an emotionally abusive relationship. I thought that they were rude and knew nothing about me to even think to say anything like that.

And I'm not saying that Vinnie is like that at all, but Jax was. I was literally in an emotionally abusive relationship in high school and everyone knew it but me.

Tonight, I saw parts of Jax in Vinnie. I listened to him as he twisted my words to make me a villain and how he looked me straight in the eye and basically told me that I didn't mean shit.

That's exactly what Jax did and then he would ghost me for a week and show up with presents and a booze-filled party, begging me to take him back. I always thought that those were grand gestures and that he was really sorry. But all he wanted to do was drink and dance and fuck, and I let him.