Moving In - A Vinnie Hacker Story

Moving In S3 Pt4 - Blindsided

I got out my phone and opened it. I didn't see any notifications of texts. It was pretty late now, so my mom wasn't texting me. Also, I have no friends. So none from them either.

I opened texts to see Vinnie's name at the top. Well, Vincent Hacker now. Sir Vincelot was long gone.

I muted his messages, so the texts didn't pop up on my phone, but they still existed. I hesitated to open them. The last message he sent was "?" Great. Thanks. That definitely tells me what you wrote.

I put read receipts on for him too. But now, that meant that when I opened this text, he would know.

I long pressed the conversation so that I could see a glimpse of what he said.

Vincent Hacker:
I texted your mom to tell you, but I think she's asleep.
Y/n.
Please?
Fuck
How hard is it to respond to one text?
I'm trying not to put you in a weird position
Never mind
Tana sent a photo to the group chat
Have fun with whoever the fuck that is
Sorry. You can do whatever you want
Just respond please
?

Holy fuck. Fuck. No. No. No. No. No. What did he text my mom? What weird position? What fucking photo??

Is he here? He can't be here. Right?

Tears pricked my eyes and started to trickle down my face. He can't be here. Why would he come to New York? Let me not jump to conclusions. He didn't say that. I have to click on the text. Click on it. Click on it. Click. On. It. Click. Fuck! I can't do it.

I looked up at Spencer again. He was trying to figure out whether or not to hug me. He settled on putting his hand on my shoulder. I looked back down at my phone and a tear fell on the screen, opening the texts. No. I wasn't ready. No.

Sp: Are you gonna scroll up?
Y/n: I can't do it. I can't move.
Sp: Do you want me to help you?
Y/n: No. Wait. Uh. Y-yes. Scroll up.

He scrolled up to the top of Vinnie's texts from this week.

Vincent Hacker:
Wednesday
Y/n
I don't wanna tell you like this, but I figured you wouldn't answer the phone if I called.
I have to come to New York this week for work.
It's weird to call it work, but it is
I'll stay out of your way
I just wanted to give you a heads up
The chances of you seeing me are small, but the city isn't that big after all

Friday
Either you're ignoring me or have me muted but I'm flying in today
My hotel is far from your family's house
So don't worry about that
I'm trying to warn you
I know you hate surprises like this
I'm sorry I have to disrupt you so soon, but you needed to know
Ok, bye

Saturday, 3pm
I'm certain that you're just not seeing these now
I'm leaving on Monday morning
I have to meet up with the tour
Tana and Bryce are bringing us to a club
If you're going out tonight, just know that
It's called Live at Langs
Just a heads up

Saturday, 11:33pm
I'm going late
You still haven't answered
I texted your mom to tell you, but I think she's asleep.

You know how the rest goes. Jesus Christ. He's not just in New York. He's here. He's actually fucking here!!

Y/n: Spence...
Sp: This is him, right? The guy that made you leave LA?
Y/n: In short, yes.
Sp: I didn't know it was Vinnie.
Y/n: Yea. It was him. He's here, Spence.
Sp: I know. But it's gonna be okay. I'm here too.
Y/n: You don't understand.
Sp: I don't have to. If my girl- well, not my girl anymore- was here, I would just want someone there with me.
Y/n: Yea, I guess you're right.