Vince

A Past and Future Sin

Vince thought for a moment before a big smile broke out over his face, "Had a girl tell me she was breaking up with me because she was a lesbian and watched her start going out with another guy a week later. You?"

"I asked a guy why he liked me after a month of dating and he couldn't tell me." I scrunched my nose up at the thought.

"What about most embarrassing breakup?" Vince asked.

"Uh probably when I found out during a game of truth or dare that my boyfriend had masturbate to pics of me and my mom."

Vince frowned, "I've seen your mom and no offense, I wouldn't."

My jaw dropped and Vince laughed, "I'm kidding. I definitely would."

My eyes widened even further and Vince placed his hand on his chest as his laughter increased. I rolled my eyes and stuck my foot out to nudge him.

"Your turn."

He calmed down and said, "She was singing at a talent show in school and went up to her crush and asked him out at the end of the song. I was sitting two rows behind him. Most people knew we were a thing too."

"What did he say?"

"No! She went through all that to be turned down in front of everyone!" Vince shook his head.

We spent hours like this, just going back and forth sharing stories. I never felt uncomfortable sharing anything with Vince, even the mistakes or the painful memories. I wanted him to know me completely, and I wanted to know him.

We had changed positions on the couch so I was now laying by Vince's side, my leg over his and my hand on his chest. I listened to the way his voice rumbled in his chest as he spoke, and how his voice changed as he grew more tired.

The front door opened and unsteady footsteps came into the house.

"Rhiaaaa," Hannah called out.

"In the living room," I replied.

"I've been drinking." Hannah pout as she found me.

I got up, "Alright. Let's get you to bed."

Hannah nodded and let me start leading her away. I stopped to turn to Vince and say goodnight and blow him a kiss. Hannah stumbled, tossing some of her weight on me. I picked up the slack and moved us towards Vince's room.

I played a risky game leaning Hannah against the door so I could twist the knob, knowing I had to be quick to catch her or she would fall as the door started opening. Somehow I managed to pull it off and avoid dropping her on her head.

I closed the door behind us and leaned Hannah against it. Assured she wouldn't topple over for the minute I needed to adjust the bed so she could lay down, I moved away from her. I heard my name called when my hands touched the blankets.

"What's up?" I didn't bother turning around to speak to her, focused on removing the blanket.

"Did you make things serious with Vince?"

"I have to end things with David, but I plan on it."

"Oh," Hannah said quietly.

"What?" I turned away from the blanket.

Hannah looked far away, her eyes focused on nothing specific, "I'm going to say something and I'd feel guilty about it later if you two were serious."

"Hannah, what's going on?" I asked cautiously.

Hannah's eyes suddenly burned with a strange intensity. She had sobered up upon entering this room and I hadn't noticed until now. I watched her carefully, trying to guess what she'd say next.