' GLIMPSE OF US ' - vinnie hacker (sequel)

3; the other woman

vinnie's point of view
january 16th, 2023

"fuck!" i raged as someone began shooting at me in valorant, moving my fingers quickly on the keyboard as i protected myself to the best of my abilities.

i've been streaming for 2 hours, barely even paying attention to the comments. i just needed to blow off some steam.

my life is falling apart.

okay, let me rephrase, my life already has fallen apart.

my girlfriend left me, i started dating another girl who i don't even have a connection with, my mental health went down to the depths of hell, and now my new girl is making my friends hate me.

how much worse could life get it?

after the mishap from a few weeks ago, i made breanna apologize, and it went well. but it still wasn't the same. you could tell the four held a grudge against her, and maybe even a grudge against me. i really couldn't blame them.

what made me feel even shittier is that, of course i was upset about losing my friends, but i was even more upset about losing the closest thing i have to connection with lola.

i'm such an asshole. i have breanna, i don't even need her.

then why can't i look into breanna's eyes without thinking of her?

"alright, guys." i said with a small forced smile, taking off my headset. "that's it for tonight. sorry, i'm a bit tired. see you next time!" i said my goodbyes to my viewers before turning off the stream.

i let out a long-awaited sigh and began turning off the game, just as breanna walked through the door. "hey, bre," i slightly mumbled as i focused on successfully disconnecting from the server, although i could tell from the way she stomped towards me that she wasn't in the best mood.

"i'm sick of it, vinnie! i'm sick of your fans, and i'm sick of you not doing anything about it!" she huffed, before crossing her arms as she backed away from me and onto the bed.

i frowned, shifting my attention to her as my computer shut down under my authority, "what do you mean? what happened?"

i got out of my chair and stood in front of her, crossing my arms as i gave her my full attention. regardless of whether i love her or not, she's still my girlfriend. i'm still gonna care for her to the best of my abilities.

"they all fucking hate me. all of them. they think i stole you from that lola bitch, and now both of your followers are dedicated to breaking us up." she explained, and if we were in a cartoon, steam would be coming out of her ears.

lola isn't a bitch. i itched to say it. but i couldn't. that'd just be admitting i still care way too much about her, and i refuse to let myself hurt breanna like that.

"okay, i'll...i'll make a tweet, or a tiktok, or whatever, and tell them to leave you alone. i'll do whatever it takes, okay? i don't want you stressing over that." i shook my head, uncrossing my arms and gently placing my hands on her shoulders.

good job, i mentally praised myself. i'm doing a good job at loving someone else, even if i don't nessicarily love them. that's not the point. actions speak louder than words anyway, right?

"no." breanna shook her head, her lips in a flat line, "you're not saying anything, lola is."

what the fuck is she talking about?

"huh?" i dropped my hands, furrowing my eyebrows.

"they aren't gonna listen to me, and they definitely aren't gonna listen to you. they think we hurt her, so they're only gonna stop if she lets them. she hasn't said anything yet, so i'm gonna message her and tell her to. end of story." she shrugged, and i could tell she made her mind up on this before even confronting me.

terrible idea. horrendous, even. current girlfriend messaging ex girlfriend? what about that is a good plan to her?

well, in her defense, she doesn't even know lola and i dated. it's not like it's a secret, if she asked i would certainly ler her know. but because of that fact that me and lola never actually confirmed our relationship to the public, to them we were only ever best friends, and breanna was apart of those oblivious group of people.

i really am an asshole. i know i am. i'm loving this girl to forget about someone else, when in reality it's the other way around. i'm gonna have to forget about someone else to love her.

it's like i'm the one in the race, but i'm forcing her to carry me across the finish line.

i should just let her go, or rather let her let go of me. or would that hurt her more?

i truly don't know which is worse; someone dating you to get over their ex, or someone breaking up with you because they can't over their ex.

i'm absolutely terrible.

"no, no," i sighed as i came to a conclusion, "i'll talk to her. i'll tell her to do something. i was her best friend. she'll listen to me before she listens to a girl she's never met in her life."

that technically wasn't a lie. i was her best friend. i just happened to turn into her boyfriend a few weeks later.

breanna nodded, and i subconsciously felt the need to sigh in relief. breanna confronting lola was the last thing i needed on top of the friend-group-drama that was already going on.

but i guess i should be more terrified than reliefed. i'm gonna have to talk to the woman who left me, the woman who left the entire country, about my current relationship. the woman i still love.

i still have feelings for her, i'd say only about 23% of those feelings were successfully repressed.

i hadn't even gotten over her, and i know that i'll feel a rush of emotions come back the second i spoke to her.

i'd never cheat on anyone, ever. i've been cheated on before and i'd never dare put that weight on someone else. but, aren't i mentally cheating on breanna by constantly thinking of lola's hand holding mine?

i need to put an end to this. i have to.

i have no other option.

i'll have to forget about my woman, so that i can love the other woman.

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authors note

OKAY NOW YALL LOOK.

IK WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE ROOTING FOR VIN N LOLA TO END UP TOGETHER BUT I STILL FEEL TERRIBLE ABOUT THE WAY VINNIES USING BREANNA

IT TRULY IS GIVING GLIMPSE OF US 😭😭😭