𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙩𝙨 ♡ |VINNIE HACKER|

chapter ten

That same evening

"Yeah, I think I'll sleep over." Tristan said putting away his shoes neatly.

"Sure." Vinnie breathed as he turned in the direction of the living room.

"Come on, my room's upstairs." he heard Vic say behind his back, followed by hurried footsteps on the stairs.

He plopped down on the couch once more and opened TikTok, hoping it would take his mind off the fact his best friend was gonna sleep in the room of the girl he was interested in.

Unfortunately, to no avail.
Because as soon as he opened the app it was being rubbed in his face once again. Vic and Tristan jumping around on a field, having the time of their lives with each other.

He chewed around on his lip and swiftly turned off his phone. He was tired and nearly sick to his stomach, frankly it was time for bed.

He pushed himself off the sofa and made his way upstairs and into the bathroom. As soon as he opened the door, he was greeted with the sight of Tristan changing his tank and Vic cleaning off her smudged makeup.

"It's a little crowded in here, come in later Vinnie." Tristan said as he met his gaze.

Vinnie raised an eyebrow without taking his eyes off him.

"No it's alright, you can stay, I'm finished." Vic said once she had put her stuff away. "I'll wait for you in my room." she smiled at Tristan before she made her way out of the bathroom.

Vinnie then inched closer to the mirror, turning on the faucet. There was a moment of silence between them until Tristan spoke up.

"How was your stream?"

"Fine." Vinnie answered instantly, not even looking at him.

"Are you planning on doing another one tonight?" Tristan continued.

He didn't recieve an answer.

Tristan lowered his eyebrows as he watched Vinnie through the mirror. Turning his body in the others' direction, he leaned on the wall.

"Is something wrong?" he then asked.

"No, not at all." he thought for a moment. Suddenly he couldn't help but chuckle. "I just hope you'll fuck her real good. She deserves it."

Tristan's eyes widened as he opened his mouth to say something, but the words just didn't come out. He was completely taken aback.

"Sorry?" he finally muttered.

"You heard me." Vinnie said taking a towel to dry his hands, his gaze still avoiding him. "Why else would you stay over, Tristan? You don't think I'm stupid, do you?"

"What the hell are you even saying, Vinnie? Do you hear yourself? I'm not here t-" he started raising his voice.

"Don't worry, you'll have a great time." Vinnie cut him off, "She's got these sexy fucking nip piercings and make sure to carress her thighs, she fucking loves it." he laughed.

Tristan took a step towards him. "What the fuck are you talking about? How do you know that?" his voice was low and sharp now.

"Let's just say I took her for a test drive." Vinnie winked before throwing the wet towel at Tristan and slamming the door behind himself.

Just as Tristan stood there in the bathroom, wet towel in his hands, her voice echoed through the other room.

"Tristan? What's taking so long?" she peered her head through the door.

He swallowed hard as he looked at her.

"Did you and Vinnie fuck?" his eyes staring into hers.

And her reaction seemed to be confirmation enough as she brought her hand to her mouth and the whites of her eyes grew.

"I...it's not what you think. Really." she stuttered.

Tristan threw the towel to the floor. Hand now on his forehead.

"Listen, it was a mistake, we we're just so high and I-"

"That really doesn't help, Vic." he looked at her once more, "I don't...I don't know how to go about this right now. I-I need to go." he said as he gathered his things.

"No no no, come on, please. I don't know what Vinnie told you, but don't listen to him. He must have been trying to provoke you." Vic yelped, grabbing his shoulders.

But Tristan pushed right past her.

"Come on, it was before we even knew each other, it meant nothing. Me and Vinnie are done, for good. I swear to you."

"Oh, great to know you give yourself up so easy then." he said coldly now.

"What the hell?! You can't even look at me when you dare to insult me like that." she yelled.

He swallowed, then he looked her in the eyes.

She searched for words, words to express her anger in that moment but all she could manage to get out was "I'm sorry."

He nodded. Scoffed.

"Okay." his voice broke, picking up the last of his stuff and heading out the door.

Vic leaned on the counter and put her face in her hands.

Whatever. It's okay. They weren't even a thing. It was just a sort of situationship.

She tried to compose herself but the anger only seeped back in once she felt her eyes welling up with tears. Because she knew it wasn't just some situationship. She knew that what Tristan and she had could have been something more, something great, something meaning- and beautiful. Because he treated her so right, he was so gentle and caring with her unlike some of the other guys she'd been with.

Vinnie Hacker for an instance.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Hacker?" Vic yelled as she stormed into his room without even a knock in advance.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Why? Why the fuck would you tell Tristan these kinds of things? What is it with you??"

He could only chuckle.

"Look at me, you bastard."

"Oooo, someone's getting feisty." he raised his arms up in the air."

Vic bit her inner cheek in an attempt to not lunge at him at this very second. She exhaled.

"I just want to know why." she said as she was still standing in the doorway.

"I don't owe you an explanation." he turned away. After a moment of silence he met her gaze, a sort of smirk plastered on his face. "But I do owe you a night's worth of fun, no?"

"Excuse me?" her eyebrows shot up, her arms crossed.

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I'm back! Sort of.
I was gone for well over a month and I'm very grateful for everyone's patience. I know this chapter is rather short, but I hope you can get acustomed to it since I'll be going back to university soon and shorter chapters are easier to do.

Anyways, I hope you like how the stories developing so far!

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