VINNIE HACKER // imagines

:; up to something

Distant

That's the only word I'm able to use to describe Vinnie's behaviour. He's physically here with me but his mind is miles away. He comes home late, complaining about the boys and his car problems but unbeknownst to him, the smell of another women's cheap perfume is still strongly present on his skin. He might as well have asked to bathe in her perfume.

"Hey baby," Vinnie says gently as he falls into bed next to me. He wraps his arms around my waist and cuddles into my neck.

I let out a hum in reply, completely and utterly absorbed by my book and my thoughts. His touch feels cold, almost new and unfamiliar. This isn't the man I fell in love with. This man was now merely a boy, a boy who's lost my respect. I just needed more proof before I believed myself.

"Are you ready for bed, Vienna (I'm sorry if this is your name, please change it if it is) ?" Vinnie mumbles out.

This grabs my attention. Vienna? Who the hell is she? I close my book slightly, keeping the page with my forefinger and lower it down to my lap as I tilt my head slightly towards Vincent.

"Can you speak a little louder?" I requested sternly.

I feel Vinnie stiffen. He clears his throat before relaxing and replying, "Are you ready for bed, Y/N?"

I decide now is the time. I'm not going to be used the rest of my life and he needs to be put in his place.

"Are you up to something?" I asked.

He lets go of my waist and lifts himself up slightly.

"Huh?" He trembled.

"I know what you're doing," I state with confidence. My gaze looking straight towards the pink plain wall.

He gives me a questioning glance. He knows that I know, he just wants to play it off.

"You're cheating on me," I add, this time I move my gaze towards his.

"You're dramatic!" He shouts defensively.

He abruptly shuffles up and out of bed, ready to argue his way out of this. Unfortunately for him, those games won't work on me any longer. I'm not as naive as I used to be.

"Vienna, who is she and why is she always messaging you?" I interrogate.

I get out of bed as well so now we are stood on opposite sides of the bed.

"I'm not having this!" He dramatically sighs.

His hands rest on his hips as he studies my face for any kind of falter. His dirty blonde curls messily sit on his head.

"It's been way to hard to feel something with you gone all the time. You're touch is so foreign to me that I don't even feel like your with me. I know you're up to something," I calmly say.

"What the hell is your problem?!" He screams at me. "Why are you accusing me of these things?" He quickly strides towards me.

In the midst of our argument, the front door had been opened and we took no note. Soon a feminine voice was heard.

"Hi Vin-" The cheery tone stopped as it noticed I was in the room. This is Vienna I assume.

A petite girl stood there with platinum blonde hair, tan skin and blue eyes. Her hair was straight and her body was perfect. Compared to my unruly hair and dull eyes, she was the epitome of angelic.

"You told me she wasn't here," the high pitched voice whispered.

"I was just leaving, for good," I reply with an uninterested tone.

"Y/N," Vinnie says desperately.

I grab my keys and phone before walking towards the door where the girl was standing.

"Don't leave please," Vinnie begged.

"No," I simply said before turning back to him.

He was standing right in front of me with tears in his eyes.

"You don't get to cry, you chose this," I nonchalantly add.

"I lov-" I slap him before he can finish.

"No you don't," I say to him before turning back to the girl.

"He's yours now," I chirped with a smile.

"He always has," she barked.

I slapped her lightly too.

"What are you a dog? Don't bark at me!" I defend.

I begin walking out the door and down the hallway.

"Y/N come back, I need you!" I hear Vinnie yell.

I continue my way out to my car, ready to start a new chapter in my life, without him. This time I'm focusing on myself and prioritising me.

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A/N: this was extremely messy but I felt like giving you guys an imagine seeing as I love being Houdini and disappearing for months at a time. Just kinda used built up anger and Ruel's song "up to something" to write this. I hope you liked it haha.
Lots of love,
A