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vinnie and y/n get into a fight and vinnie points out insecurities 

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y/n's pov

y/n: VINNIE WHY CAN'T YOU SEE WHERE I'M COMING FROM?

v: BECAUSE IT'S NOT THAT BIG OF A DEAL!

y/n: VINNIE YOU WERE LITERALLY LETTING ANOTHER GIRL GRIND ON YOU AT THAT PARTY! HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF I WAS DOING THAT WITH A RANDOM GUY?

this has been going on for the last hour. me and vinnie screaming at each other because i saw another girl grinding on him at the party we were at while he did nothing.

v: she wasn't a stranger, she was one of my friends from high school he explained while putting a blunt in his mouth 

y/n: it doesn't matter vinnie you have a girlfriend i explain to him 

v: who talks a lot he mumbles under his breathe

insecurity number 1:  people telling me i talk to much. when i was younger i used to ramble and talk a lot and my mom would always tell me to be quiet or yell at me. when i first met vinnie i explained it to him and he said he doesn't car and loves when i rant.

y/n: vinnie i just don't understand why you would continue to let her do anything

v: y/n i was fucking horny and you don't ever want to anything because you're too fucking insecure about how you look 

insecurity number 2: my body. i used to get bullied because of how i looked when i was younger and that carried on all my life. vinnie always told me he loved my body no matter what people said.

y/n: wow.

not an ounce of regret on his face

i slowly turn around and walk up the stairs going to pack a few things to stay the night at my friends house for a few days. i pack up what i need the most walking back downstairs putting on my shoes before going to walk out the door but was interrupted.

v: where the fuck are you going he asked with the blunt still in his mouth 

y/n: i'm leaving, i'm not going to have you continue pick out my insecurities and shit on me

v: oh grow up i said a few bad things and your leaving? no wonder your dad left you big crybaby.

insecurity number 3: my dad leaving. my dad left me and my mom when i was 3 and everyone always makes fun of me for it. vinnie said he didn't care my dad left like everyone else did and if we were to ever get married he would ask my mom for permission.

y/n: this is exactly what i'm talking about vincent you don't give a shit about other peoples feelings, only ours. so thanks for the worst 3 years of my life. here's your stupid ring back. i tell me throwing the promise ring he gave me for our one year anniversary at him.

i grab my bag and open the door and who do i see as soon as i open the door?

samantha

the girl who was all over him all night

i turn back around to vinnie before talking

y/n: oh so did you just invite her over and expect me to be ok with it? what were you gonna do just fuck her while i was sleeping next to you in bed? 

v: yes that's exactly what i was going to do he says chuckling 

y/n: fuck you vincent, i hope she cheats on you like the multiple times you've cheated on me

v: oh so you knew i cheated on you with like 3 different girls? glad i don't have to hide that anymore

y/n: have a nice life vinnie. and samantha if he cheats on you don't say i didn't warn you 

i shove past her hopping in my car driving to my best friends house finally leaving that toxic hell hole. 

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two updates in one day because i couldn't wait to get this one out <3

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