Moving In - A Vinnie Hacker Story

Moving In S3 Pt4 - Blindsided

Sp: You can still tell me.
Y/n: You really think I'm gonna tell you jack shit after not warning me about this tonight? Now, all I want is a fucking drink, but I'm too scared to turn around. You know, I thought that maybe your ex was coming today. Had I known that it would be my ex's friends I would have mentally prepared myself. Instead, I'm fucking stuck.
Sp: Y/n, no part of me meant to hurt you or put you in an uncomfortable situation.
Y/n: But you still did.
Sp: I'm sorry.
Y/n: Right now, I don't really give a fuck.

I was fuming. Who the fuck does he think he is?? I was worried about him. I thought that I was gonna have to do damage control for him. Yet, now I'm just fucked.

Ta: No fucking way! I'd recognize that hot bitch anywhere. Is that Y/n?!!

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I can't panic here. It's embarrassing. Tana has a big mouth. Love her, but it's true. She'll tell everyone she saw me here and that I was with some guy. He'll know.

Ta: Don't tell me you're ignoring me. I'm hurt, Y/n. I really am.

Ok. Now or never, I guess. I lived in LA for long enough to be able to conceal my clear annoyance and act like I love that she's here right now. Normally, I'd call it fake, but right now, I call it convenient.

Y/n: Oh, my God! Tana is that you?
Ta: I knew you wouldn't forget me.
Y/n: How could anyone forget you?
Ta: Exactly. Anyways, how are you? Who is this?
Y/n: Oh, how rude of me. This is Spence. Spence, Tana.
Sp: It's nice to meet you.
Ta: Wait, Spence like Spence Langley?
Sp: That's the one.
Ta: Nice club. It's very New York.
Sp: Thank you?
Ta: That's a compliment. I'm tired of the same old LA clubs.
Sp: Ok, then thank you.
Ta: You're welcome, gorgeous.

Ta: Don't think that I'm just gonna ignore the fact that my little Y/n is here with the owner of the club.
Sp: I'm not the owner.
Ta: Same difference. You were little miss goodie-two-shoes in LA. Well, until the birthday party.

Really, Tana? This is what I get for thinking that I could escape everything from 3,000 miles away. No amount of space can separate me from them. The only way to really get out is to completely fall off or get canceled for something serious. I have nothing to fall off from, so that won't work. Also, I don't have any following, so no one will care enough to cancel me. It seems there's no way out. Fuck.

Y/n: Can we not talk about that right now?
Ta: Oh, right. I'm sorry. I forgot you and V ended things.
Y/n: Yea... We did.
Ta: Well, now you get to party with me in New York! You're from here right?
Y/n: Yup.
Ta: So how do you know Spence, here?
Sp: We went to high school together.
Ta: High school sweethearts? Awww.
Y/n: No. Not that.
Sp: I was in the grade above.
Y/n: And with my friend.
Ta: Complicated. I like it! Do tell.
Sp: There's not much else to say. I ran into her on the street and now we're here.
Ta: Oh. Ok. Well, I saw you two dancing when we walked in. It was hot! You were never like that before, Y/n.
Y/n: Oh, um...
Ta: I'm fucking with you! Your business is your business. But I have to warn you of one thing.
Y/n: What's that?
Ta: Check your texts.

With that, she walked away. I looked up at Spence. There was fear in his eyes. Not fear of Tana, or fear of the huge group that entered. Fear of how much I was going to break when I opened my phone. Fear of me.

Sp: You sure you want to do that now?
Y/n: I don't wanna get blindsided, Spence. And I don't think you're in any position to tell me anything. I could've avoided this if you had just told me anything. So, I don't wanna hear it.
Sp: You're right. Sorry. I'm not leaving, though.
Y/n: What, you wanna be my shoulder to cry on now?
Sp: Always. I fucked up today, but that doesn't mean I'm leaving you alone.
Y/n: Fine.