NOT FRIENDLY | vinnie hacker

29 NARRATIVE

CHAPTER 29

It's the middle of the
night, 2:15 am and
I can't sleep. I've been
laying in bed for three
hours trying to sleep.

Out of nowhere I get
the urge to call Vinnie,
he's probably awake.
But what would we talk
about?

I haven't gotten good
sleep in days and
I literally went back to
my therapist for the
first time in months.

My therapist talking
about putting me back
on lexapro, I hate pills.

Without thinking I press
call and wait for him to
answer, no going back
now.

"Yes? Jes why are you
calling me so late? Are
you okay?" He asks
sounding concerned.

"I'm fine, I just can't go
to sleep and for some
reason I thought it
would be a good idea
to call you." I chuckle.

"Do you want me to
come over?" He
questions like we are
some couple who need
each other's comfort.

Almost like my mouth
has a mind of its own I
answer, "yeah sure."

Wait, what if he gets
the wrong idea? No, he
knows how I feel about
him.

"Did you drink?" Vinnie
asks seeming hesitant I
said yes to him coming
over.

"No, do I look like an
alcoholic to you?" I ask
back with a sassy
attitude, "wait don't
answer that, shut up."

He chuckles on the
other end before saying,
"I guess I'll come over
then, see you in maybe
fifteen."

By now I'm actually
falling asleep and have
to force myself to stay
awake for Vinnie. I
should be banned from
my phone for this.

—

I hear a quiet knock on
the door and silently run
to get it as to not wake
anyone.

"Hey." I say, opening the
door to let Vinnie into
the apartment. I hadn't
bothered to turn any
lights on so it's almost
pitch black in here.

"Heyyy." Vinnie replies
awkwardly as we sit
down on the couch, "it
looks like you haven't
slept in days."

"If you have nothing
nice to say keep it to
yourself." I joke rolling
my eyes before
continuing, "I'm on like
five hours of sleep for
three days."

"Is this because of the
other day?" Vinnie asks.

I sigh, answering, "yes
and no, I've been numb
for awhile now so that
situation is just at the
bottom of the list."

Vinnie looks at me
funny probably because
I'm opening up but he
asked.

I'm blaming whatever
dumb shit I say on my
no sleep.

"Oh I see, it sounds like
there is a lot." Vinnie
states bring dry as hell,
I understand though.

"I mean not really, I just
never listened to the
help." I chuckle, "I finally
went back to therapy
though."

"That's good, why did
you stop going though?"
He questions clearly not
wanting to talk about
himself, I wish he would
because I don't like this.