tattoo boy

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Angelica's POV ☆ |

That night I went to sleep, feeling anger and guilt. I kept slamming at my pillow, cursing at it as if it was able to feel my hatred and regret.

I hated the way I looked at him. I hated the fact that he thought I was so vulnerable. I felt so much guilt that I really do love him. I love a man that might not even take me seriously.

I felt so much guilt towards myself for ruining the date that he worked so hard on. I was angry and...so guilty at myself. So many emotions and yet I felt like I couldn't cry it all out. Something was blocking me up.

The next day I thought about texting him, but I was afraid that I had already taken a big chunk out of our relationship. I wanted to apologize face-to-face, but I remember Vinnie telling me that he was going to take Anastasia to the vet.

Vinnie's POV ☆ |

As I sat in the chair, letting the vet finish up the examination, I was about to text her. Asking if she was okay and also apologizing for not understanding.

" h e y , I ' m s o r r y f-"

Still, I ended up deleting the text. The fact that she could be mad at me made me feel so nauseous. I also regretted the fact that I was clueless. She wanted to know that we were official and together, but I read over that.

She wanted to know who Harley was and I slid over that too. I didn't even notice her insecurities which made me feel like shit.

When I looked up, I noticed the vet went into another room, pulling another vet and them looking at the clipboard together. They looked at me first, then at each other.

Shit, something isn't right.

Angelica's POV ☆ |

*Knock Knock Knock*

Someone knocked at my front door, loud and clear waking me up from my slumber. Feeling groggy and everything seeming blurry, I check my phone for the time.

"Gah," I spit out as if I damned the brightness from the screen.

3 missed calls?

2:35 A.M?

Hell No.

I turned my head around, fluffing my pillow and laying back down. I started to drift off again but whoever this asshole was kept knocked again.

"WHO IN THE FUCK IS IT?" I had a bit of aggravation in my voice, opening my room door.

"vinnie," he answered

I closed my room door and was about to go back to sleep because nothing I heard made sense, but when my mind finally translated it, I jumped up, running to my door. Finally. A chance to apologize.

I quickly unlocked my door, rubbing my eyes, and when I opened it there he stood. The lights from the hallway blinded me and made me a headache, but I shut my eyes for a second before looking at him. But...he looked like he was distressed. His eyes looked red and heavy.

"vinnie?" I mumbled, wanting to know what was wrong.

"uh...can I spend the night here? The vet said that Anastasia has a cancer tumor and-" His voice cracked and he avoided eye contact.

My stomach instantly dropped and my mouth fell open. The tips of my fingers felt like they had been strained and I knew my face began to look dull.

His hand moved to the back of his neck, rubbing it as he continued to avoid eye contact. "-and I know this might be annoying, but you're the only one I could think about."

His voice was muffled and his eyes were beginning to get moist at its edges. They trouble me.

"Of course you're not troubling me. Come inside." I invited him in, feeling worried still.

>>>

We both laid in my bed. He rested on my stomach and I played with his hair, trying to comfort him as I felt his tears hit my stomach and heard him sniffle.

Hearing him cry hurt me. I put a lot of stress on him already and this made nothing better. I really hope Ana is okay. The thought of her not being there anymore scared me.

"I was supposed to be her best friend. I g-got her because I was lonely. And now I'll be even lonelier. They were recommending I put her down b-but I can't. I feel selfish but I want to hold onto her longer. She's only two years old." He cried more.

"Vinnie I promise this isn't your fault." I tried to comfort him.

It was difficult sleeping that night. My stomach turned terribly. I hope this was all a misunderstanding, or a nightmare maybe? Wake me up.