Moving In - A Vinnie Hacker Story

Moving In S3 Pt3 - Not My Guy

I woke up feeling like shit. That was expected, but I didn't know how bad it would be. I checked my phone and saw an "I'm sorry" text from David. Fuck him too.

I'm glad I'm here. This will be good for me. This is good for me.

Nahh fuck it. I miss him.

No! I don't.

Shit! I don't even know anymore.

All I know is that I have to go downstairs and talk to my mom about everything. That is just about the last thing I want to do. It's better to just get it over with.

Y/n: Hi, Mom.
Mom: Hi, Sweetie. I know you want this over with. So go grab something to eat from the kitchen and meet me on the couch.
Y/n: Ok.

I got some well-needed food. When I get really stressed, eating can be hard for me. The constant overthinking and overwhelming emotions kinda make me forget that I need to eat to survive. I always have a ton of water, though. It's not good for me. Actually, it's like quite the opposite. Which is why I'm glad I'm here and eating a proper meal now.

I sat down next to my mom. I figured it was better to be close to her because then I wouldn't have to look her in the eyes. It's always harder to say with eye contact.

Mom: So, what happened?
Y/n: I don't even really know, Mom. I think I just broke.
Mom: What did he do?
Y/n: It wasn't even like that. We have just not been doing very well for a while now. Being together all the time was amazing in the beginning, but he lives with all of these other people. It wasn't really like I was just moving in with him. I moved in with his friends. I didn't really think about how overwhelming that would be.
Mom: I tried to tell you. A bunch of teenagers and people in their early 20s with too much money on their hands living together in a mansion could only go one way. And sadly, that's down. You may make more money and get more opportunities, but your mental health suffers the cost. I didn't want that to happen to you.

You know, she's right. I guess I kept thinking about how good of an idea it was because they could make more money on collabs and they could help each other with brand deals and shit. But being in that house is so incredibly draining. I don't know how they do it.

Y/n: You were right. But that's why I moved out. I needed time. I needed a few weeks away from all of that Hollywood craziness. And I almost got it. I could have had it. I was out. I was sad, but I was out. Then Parker came back.
Mom: Parker?
Y/n: Yea. I went out to go see David. He was really the only one who I felt that I could turn to after all that. Then, I went to a flea market. I got Vinnie a present and then I ran into Parker. It was really scary. And a random guy, who's actually a model, helped me. Then we got food to be nice afterwards. One of those gossip YouTube people showed up and said something about me moving on too fast and basically cheating on Vinnie for getting lunch with this guy.
Mom: That's crazy! He was just being nice. Also, model??

Y/n: That's what I said. And yes, model, but we can get to that later. Anyways, he apologized for drawing attention and I went home and Vinnie showed up. He was yelling at me and accusing me of things and not believing when I told him about Parker. He stormed out and we ended on horrible terms. Then, I broke.
Mom: Is that when you trashed the apartment?
Y/n: Yea... I saw the gift I got him and smashed it. I was completely blinded by rage. I didn't even know what I was doing. I just had to let it out. But, they came back. Vinnie and David saw me in this mess and called Juniper. So, now I'm here.
Mom: I'm so sorry, baby.
Y/n: I know. It's okay. I'll be okay. I just had to get out of there. And while I'm thoroughly pissed about you guys forcing me to come back home, I think you might be right.
Mom: I'm glad you can see that.

I'm glad too. I'm also glad that I talked to her. It feels like a weight has been lifted almost. I needed to get that off my chest. Even if I didn't go super deep into detail, it was enough for me to let go a bit. Now I can relax and enjoy being back home.