Moving In - A Vinnie Hacker Story

Moving In S2 Pt 25 - Don't Lie

I drove him home and decided to stop at a flea market that I saw on the road. Shopping is my guilty pleasure and it felt necessary after all I've been through.

I found a pretty painting and some nice shorts. It's the middle of summer and I barely have any clothes. I gotta do some online shopping when I get home.

I came across one stand with skateboards. They had so many to choose from, but I saw one with one of the characters from an anime that Vinnie likes. It's quite similar to the profile picture, but it's not the same one. It also had a spider web in the corner, so I thought that was very fitting. I bought it and had it wrapped as a present to give to Vin when it was time.

Just as I was turning around to walk back to my car, I bumped into someone. Just my luck! I always manage to be the klutz that doesn't look where she's going.

?: Y/n? I barely recognized you.
Y/n: Huh?

I picked up my phone that fell to the ground and checked it for cracks. Luckily, nothing happened. But, when I looked up at who was talking to me, I wish I would have just stayed looking at the ground.

?: Seriously, how long has it been?

I saw a tall guy with a lean build but weirdly muscular and short cropped hair in front of me. How is he-? How did he-?

Y/n: Parker??
?: Actually I go by Scotty now.
Y/n: Scotty?
Sct: Yea, in jail they refer to you by your last name. Parker isn't even my name, either.
Y/n: Right... It's Paul-Pendelton Scott.
Sct: Yea! You remembered! It's a kinda dope name.
Y/n: Yea... ok.

Sct: How've you been?
Y/n: What?
Sct: I asked how you've been.
Y/n: Why are you asking me that?
Sct: Because it's what people do when they're catching up.
Y/n: Why are you trying to catch up with me? Do you not remember what you did?
Sct: That was Kayla. That crazy, psycho bitch! She made me do all of it. It wasn't me. You know I'm not like that.
Y/n: No. I actually don't know that you're not like that. You hit us with a car. We could have fucking died!
Sct: But you didn't. That's all that matters.
Y/n: That's not how things work... Scotty. You don't just get to walk up to someone and blame something you did on another person.

Sct: Well clearly I'm sane enough for them to let me out on good behavior. Krazy Kayla is still locked up. That bitch tried to shiv a girl that saw a photo of me and called me hot. Something is wrong with her.
Y/n: I've known that for a long time. Anyways, it was n— surprising to see you. But, I have to go.
Sct: No, stay. I'll buy you something to make up for what I did. Pick anything. My PO made me get a job, so I have money now.
Y/n: No. I actually have to go.

I started to walk away, but he grabbed my arm and spun me around. Oh, God. This can't be happening. Not right now. No way.

Sct: You're not gonna give me a hug goodbye?

No, because what the fuck is going on?? I always knew he was the type, but he basically just pulled a "where my hug at" on me. This feels dangerous. I need to get out of here.

Y/n: I'm running late for something. I have to go.
Sct: You didn't seem to be in a rush beforr you bumped into me. Ouch, by the way.
Y/n: That was five minutes ago, when I was on time. Now, I'm late. I have to go.
Sct: Oh, don't be like that. Just give your old friend a hug.
Y/n: Parker- fuck, I mean, Scotty. Back the fuck up.
Sct: What did you just say to me?
?: She said back the fuck up. I'm pretty sure you heard her just fine.

A deep voice came from behind me before someone ripped Parker's (Scotty's) hands off me. He stood in between us and towered over Parker.

Sct: And who the fuck are you?
?: Someone who doesn't tolerate assholes putting their hands on women who don't want it.
Sct: Who says she doesn't want it? Look at her. She's practically pleading me to fuck her with those eyes.
?: What I see is that she's "practically pleading" you to get the fuck away from her, so she can enjoy her day in peace.
Sct: And what do you know about, Y/n? Huh? I've known her for years. She knows I'm just messing with her.
?: She can speak for herself, but I'm pretty sure she didn't know you were "messing with her." So why don't you leave her alone, yeah?
Sct: Fine! I'll see you later though, Y/n. Tell Jax I said hi. Or better yet, tell your boyfriend that you're mine now. I bet he'll love that!