he named his child y/n to always have his soulmate with him at all times.
TW / mentions of a gun
narrative
"you okay babe? who's that?" vinnie's wife asks. "it's- uhm nobody." he gives her a small smile.
"we should say hi to her. she's our neighbor. cmon y/n." she grabs their daughter's hand. "NO- i mean no, we don't have to." vinnie attempts to avoid seeing his ex.
"vinnie, we do this every time we move. we have to say hi to the neighbors." his wife giggles, making her way to the ex's house.
they knock on the door, y/n confused as to who's knocking on her door right now. the woman opens it and sees the family standing there.
she looks over at vinnie making him look down. "hey, i'm emily and this is my daughter y/n. then, this is my husband vinnie."
"nice to meet you guys, i'm- uhm..." she trails off once she sees vinnie panicking. should she say her real name or..?
"i'm y/n." she puts her hand out for emily to shake. she doesn't owe vinnie anything. "Y/N? MY NAME IS Y/N!" the little girl yells.
"what a coincidence." emily laughs. "mhm. why don't you guys come over for dinner later? i wanna get to know the new family in the neighborhood." y/n purposely makes vinnie upset.
"yeah. is six okay?" emily questions. "perfect." "alright, we'll come by in a few hours." emily smiles brightly, walking back to their house.
"do we have to go?" vinnie groans. he really doesn't wanna go. however, y/n was ecstatic. she never got over his words "i'd rather my daughter be here than you."
6:00pm
y/n's pov
i open the door and move aside so they could come in. "make yourselves comfortable. the food is almost ready." i hand the adults a glass of wine and the little goblin a glass of juice.
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as i'm cooking the pasta, vinnie tightly grabs my arm. "what the fuck is wrong with you?" he whispers angrily. "nothing." i laugh.
"why would you invite us?" "i wanna get to know the infamous y/n. you're not over me. i find it funny. lucky i don't tell your wife where her daughter's name REALLY came from." i smirk.
"what is up with you. you changed." i hear vinnie mumble. "ehh a miscarriage can change somebody. losing your other half can ruin somebody. but okay." i shrug and place the food on the table.
"the food is ready." i inform emily and her daughter who's sitting in my living room.
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as we're eating i glance over at vinnie who's not eating. "is the food not good?" i pout. "not really." he drops is fork and crosses his arms. "VINNIE- i'm so sorry." emily apologizes.
"it's okay. vincent, it's not really nice to be mean to a host, is it?" i raise an eyebrow. emily looks at me blankly. "vincent? how'd you- how'd you know his name.." she begins to breath heavily.
"ehh. y/n y/n y/n. name sounds familiar? miss little one here is named after me. your husband- yeah we used to be together. but hey, guess he didn't say anything." i chuckle bitterly.
"really y/n?" he glares at me, tears rolling down emily's face.
"i don't owe you shit. but what's funny... REALLY FUNNY... remember when you said you'd rather have your daughter here than me?" i circle around the table, going behind vinnie's chair.
"yeah- yeah. what about it?" he gulps harshly. "if- if you're thinking about doing anything... don't. emily go home. i'll be there soon." he says, no response.
i look over and see emily getting weak. "ehh she'll die soon." i tilt my head. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN. EM-EMILYY!!" he begins to freak out.
"ah ah, shhh. quiet, wouldn't wanna make too much noise, would we?" i whisper into his ear.
"what do you want y/n?"
"no, what do YOU want. you still want your daughter than me?" my face now tilted towards him. "i- i. what do you mean?" he stutters.
"cut the shit. i'll do it for you. next time, watch what you say." i pull the weapon behind my back and place it on his head.
"Y/N YOU DONT HAVE TO!!" he screams through his tears. "say hi to our daughter for us." i pull the trigger.
i look at his child. "dada...?" she cries. "shut up."
A/N
PLS-😭idk why tf i thought of this😭😭
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