80s Band Imagines

💚Vince #2- Didn't Want Me

Angst

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"Babe, not really up for anything tonight."
Vince sighed.

"But- Vin it's been so long."
I whined, still kissing his neck, thinking he was just teasing me.

"I know babe. I'm just not exactly in the mood."

"But, I could make it worth your while."
I said, moving to straddle him.

"Get off, June. I'm not in the mood to fuck. What do you not understand?"
Vince nearly barked, nudging me off him.

I scooted back, alarms at the sudden change in demeanor.

"Don't exactly feel like doing everything for you to feel peachy, so just, go away will ya?"
He said harshly, his cold eyes looking directly into mine.

I nodded and grabbed a pillow and my blanket before leaving our bedroom. I shut the door and almost immediately, the waterworks started. I set up my bed on the couch and silently cried myself to sleep. I woke up the the feeling of myself being lifted off of the couch and into Vince's embrace. 

"What time is it?"
I groaned into his neck.

"12-something. Didn't look at the clock."
He said in a monotone voice.

I nodded and realized that he was taking me to our bedroom.

"Take me to the guest room."
I said softly, not sure how he'd react.

"What? No- you're sleeping with me."
He said tightening his grip on my body.

"No! Put me down! I don't wanna sleep with you."
I raised my voice slightly, and started kicking my legs.

"June! June, dammit! Calm down."
Vince said, putting me down on the bed.
"Now will you tell me what's wrong instead of acting like a fucking child."

"That's the worst part! You don't even know!"
I yelled standing up.

"How the fuck do you want me to know?! Do you think I can read your thoughts?"
Vince yelled back.

"You didn't fucking want me! That's why I don't want to sleep with you! If you didn't want me to hours ago why should I think you'd want me now?!"
I yelled, tears beginning to fill my eyes.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"
Vince asked, lowering his voice.

"I thought you, y'know. And then you pushed me away. You didn't want me."
I said softly, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"Seriously, June? You're pissed off because I didn't wanna fuck? And here I thought I'd royally fucked up."
Vince said in a sarcastic tone of voice.

"Did you not hear what I just said? You pushed me away, made me feel like I wasn't good enough. You didn't fucking want me. That's not something I'm just going to forget about."
I said, rouge tears making their way down my face.

"June. Please don't cry."
He sighed, sitting next to me on the bed, trying to bring me into his side.

"No. Go away."
I said, pushing him away from my body.

"June-bug, baby. Talk to me. Help me understand what I did wrong."
Vince said softly, kissing the crown of my head.

"You did-n't wa-nt me."
I cried, leaning into him and sobbing into his chest.

"Baby, you've said that, but I don't know what that means. You gotta talk to me here."

I shook my head frantically and stood up quickly, trying to get to the spare bedroom.

"Ohh no, no, no. You don't get to start crying and then try to leave, June. It must be something that really got under your skin if you're trying to push me away and cryin' like I just killed your puppy dog. Talk to me."
Vince said, grabbing my arms and making me face him.

"Y-ou did-n't wa-nt me."
I cried out.

"June, baby, come 'ere."
Vince sighed, pulling me to him and maneuvering me so I was straddling him.

"Now, I understand that you're upset. But, June-bug, if you don't tell me why, then I can't help you. C'mon, baby. I don't like seeing you cry. Breakin' my heart here."
He said, wiping my tears with his thumbs.

"It's ju-st..."
I started, but trailed off to keep my tears at bay.

"Take your time, baby. Breathe."
Vince aid, taking my head in his hands and making me look at him.

"You've ne-ver turned dow-n sex before. A-nd I just th-ought, where you w-ere hinting at dinner, t-hat you wanted t-o."
I spoke shakily, trying to surpess the tears and sniffles.

"B-ut then you pu-shed me away. An-d you've never do-ne that before. I j-ust didn't know wh-at to think."

"Oh, baby. I'm so sorry."
Vince sighed, bringing my head down to his shoulder, letting me cry some more.

"You're right. I was kind of hinting at dinner, but I was just kidding."
He explained

"S-o you were ki-dding when yo-u said those dirty th-ings to me?"
I asked, pulling me head out of his shoulder to look into his eyes.

"Well. June, baby, listen. You're thinking about this the wrong way. Sure, I said some things, and they were dirty. But, baby, I didn't think you'd be doing upset about not getting laid."
Vince chuckled.

"Th-at's not fu-nny, Vince. You hurt my feel-ings."
I said, growing more upset by the minute.

"Baby, they were just little throw-away comments."

"Not to me! You dangled a carrot in front of me, then you ripped it away! I felt so good about myself when you told me how good I looked in that dress, and now you're telling me you were joking!"
I cried, getting off his lap.

"Baby-doll. Calm down. It's not that big of a deal. We can fix this."
Vince said, standing up and talking to me like I was a child throwing a tantrum.

"No! I don't want to be near you."
I yelled, bolting into the bathroom and locking the door.

"June, baby, c'mon. Can we talk about this?"
Vince asked, trying to get inside.

"There's nothing to talk about! You just want to mess with my feelings and make me feel like I'm nuts! I don't need that Vince."
I yelled my voice trailing off towards the end.

"I wasn't playing around! I did love the way you looked in the dress, but you've never taken my compliments to heart before, let alone tried to fuck after them."
Vince sighed.

"You're missing my point."
I said through gritted teeth, swinging the door open.

"Then what is the point? I don't get the big fuckin' whoop here, babe."

"The big 'whoop' is you made me feel sexy and then took it back. You know I struggle with how I look, and you didn't bat a goddamn eyelash at making me doubt myself all over again."

"For the love of fuck. I'm sorry okay. I didn't think that a few little comments were going to bother you. I was just trying to have a good time. You've been so stressed out and I thought if you'd let loose a little, you'd enjoy yourself. I wasn't trying to be a dick. I was just trying to get you to enjoy yourself, god forbid smile for once."
Vince said, getting closer, but not enough to crowd me.

"I just- give me tonight. Give me some space."
I said, pushing past him and making my way into the spare room.

"No, no, just stay with me."
Vince said, trying to wrap his arms around me.

"Vince. Stop- I can't be around you right now."
I said shoving him off me.

"C'mon, baby. You- you're just tired, yeah. A-and you need sleep. So c'mon, let's go sleep."
He said reaching for my hand.

"No! Vince I don't want to sleep with you. Just- go to bed. We'll talk in the morning."
I shrugged him off, closing the door to the spare bedroom.

I didn't get much sleep. Just tossed and turned. I know Vince didn't sleep either. I heard him make noise everywhere. But I couldn't bring myself to care.