'ɴ ɪ ᴄ ᴇ ᴛ ¡ ᴛ ꜱ' , vinnie hacker

031

narrative:

warning : LOTS OF CUSSING

lexi pov

"wanna watch a movie?" vinnie grins, as he pulls a black hoodie over his head, now fully dressed since he got out of the shower and still has no clue that i found out that he's been talking to kayla behind my back.

it's been about 10 minutes since i saw her text and have been overthinking it ever since. even though i didn't get a chance to see if the texts were 'friendly' or 'flirty'— it did kinda clear up some stuff. everything still didn't make sense to me though.

"you good, babe?" vinnie flops down next to me on the edge of his bed, casually placing a hand on my thigh. i slowly nod my head in response to his question, and for some reason feel like i'm forcing it.

"you sure? cause you haven't been acting like yourself lately." he adjusts himself to sit more facing me. i don't know why, but i couldn't even look at him. i feel like i'm literally gaslighting myself  because i didn't know the actual truth but still couldn't believe any of this.

"i guess..." i tug at my bottom lip with my teeth, thinking things over if i should confront him yet or not, or hoping that he'll maybe finally tell me himself. not counting on it though-

"you sure?" he asks, giving my thigh a light squeeze before cupping my cheek and turning me to face him. the heartfelt look on his face makes me question if anything's even real or not.

"yeah i just-" i sigh, readying myself to ask vinnie what really is going on- when im interrupted by dinging noises and texts blowing up his phone.

"hold on- lemme just turn my ringer off." i watch vinnie do as he says and scroll for a few seconds before laying his phone flat down on the bed. "go on."

"so lately, uhm, ive been feeling like you've been... distant? in some ways?" i trail off but by the look of vinnie's face, it seems like he doesn't understand where this is going...which is a good sign? but i couldn't stop overthinking.

"whatever— imma get straight to the point," i state clearly before feeling my nerves edging me. i fiddle with the rings on my fingers and feel my heart beat quicken and my body heat up.

"have you been texting ka-" but before i can finish- im cut off again by his phone constantly vibrating and we both look down at the phone then at each other before looking back down at it again.

"you should probably get that," i try to say but it comes out more as a whisper. "when someone spams you, it's usually something important," i mutter, pulling my hair up into a bun. "you sure?" "go ahead," i snicker then sigh, flopping down on his bed.

i peek up to see him typing something quickly and then laugh at something he read. istg if he's texting kayla right now-

"hey vin." i sit up from the bed, putting pressure on my hands as i lean back but now sitting up. "vin." is he seriously doing this right now.

"one sec." he tugs at his bottom lip and continues to ignore me as i stand up and start pacing his room. "mmm v," i whine. don't cry. don't cry. don't cry.