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gingeraleluke · 2 years

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𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘅𝗲𝗿 ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜰᴏᴜʀᴛᴇᴇɴ

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: underground!boxer!vinnie hacker x fem!influencer!reader

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: y/n juggles her differences with drake and flloyd. oh, and she finds out what all of her weird dreams might mean.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: mental health/therapy, brief mention of drug/addiction and sa, relationship problems +, angsty(???) with mentions of death and blood

𝗔/𝗡: this one is definitely a filler chapter and there isn’t much vinnie but i hope you guys enjoy :)

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disclaimer: i am not a therapist and this story is fiction! (also this chapter is mostly dialogue so expect lots of slang and use of the word ‘like’)

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no matter how hard she tried to forget, the room was still familiar. from the smooth white table in the shape of an oval, a bucket of markers and numerous coloring pages, to the off-slate grey walls with frames of paintings, most of the resembling the ocean. she remembered it all too well.

the room was missing the old frequent flickering of the lamp, and when y/n turned to check, she was met with a clear light blue lamp that looked as if it was just bought.

“i see you got a new lamp.” she sat up and scooched towards the end of the couch, her head resting on her palm as she balanced her elbows on her knees.

she looked just like y/n remembered.

the medium length curls of black with her huge framed glasses and her thin nose. she wasn’t wearing the bright red lipstick anymore, but y/n decided against mentioning that.

“that i did.” raven smiled, holding a clipboard in her lap. she watched as y/n continued to take in the surroundings of her office.

“i like the black couch too.” she did. they were much softer than the white one she used to have. she remembered one time during a session when she couldn’t sit still and accidentally broke it, making one of the legs of the couch lopsided.

“oh yeah? you should look what’s in the bag next to it.” confused, y/n looked to her left and saw a huge shopping bag filled with what looked like stuffed animals. when she pulled one out, her heart rate began to beat faster.

“no way.” it was the bunny stuffed animal that raven used to give her to hold onto during sessions. as a tween, she would always have a hard time keeping her hands busy, especially during therapy, so raven gave her the bunny to keep her hands preoccupied. a fluffy white tail with pink silky ears. the fabric felt exactly how she remembered it feeling and when she was the dinosaur stuffed animal in the bag, she smiled remembering how that was the one that raven made drake hold. it was fuzzy and grey and had navy blue spikes on its back that drake loved to run his fingers over and feel the ridges.

“i thought you might like that.” y/n smiled and instinctively squeezed the bunny. “you’re just as adorable as i remember you! just a little bit more grown up, right?”

y/n was sort of a late bloomer. drake would make fun of her for enjoying ‘kid’ activities but raven always made her feel better about it by letting her do small things like color a picture or hold a stuffed animal. she didn’t care how old she was, it made her happy.

“you definitely seem more uninterested than i thought you would be, considering you used to look forward to our visits.”

“i know, i’m sorry. i don’t mean to be this grumpy it’s just…i’ve had a rough past two weeks and i’m really annoyed with a lot of people in my life, my brother included, so when he told me that he made us an appointment..” she looked up and held in a yawn. she was exhausted and wishes that she was in bed fast asleep.

“how come you’re annoyed with drake?”

he overdosed on illegal drugs!

“it’s..a long story, but.. he basically lied to me about something and i’m just sick of him lying i guess..” she glanced out the window beside ravens head and saw the way the trees blew. gusty winds were causing small shrubs to knock on the windows. she noted a few missing posters for alyssa and yasmin, the kids who were kidnapped, across the sidewalk.

“why do you think he lies to you?”

“i don’t know, because he likes to piss me off?”

raven chuckled, crossing a leg over another. “do you think he sees you as naïve? or do you think he intends on you finding out about his lies?”

“ummm… a mixture of both, maybe? but it’s whatever, because i moved back in with him. we just haven’t really talked about it since.” it was true. the day after his birthday, y/n drove to flloyd’s and grabbed her stuff, ignoring his calls and restocked her bedroom. it felt nice to be back home with drake again.

“moved back in?” she tilted her head.

“yeah.”

“where did you stay?” ah, yes, the question y/n dreaded to answer.

“i uh..stayed with my boyfriend, flloyd.”

“well for someone fortunate enough to have a boyfriend to say with, you don’t seem very happy bringing him up.” y/n avoided eye contact and continued finding random things around the room to look at, including a small boat figurine that was on the windowsill by the oval table.

“me and flloyd aren’t really on good terms right now…”

“well, tell me about it.” she waved a hand and put her clipboard down, keeping her body faced towards y/n.

even though y/n and raven were usually so comfortable around each other, y/n felt somewhat guilty for not reaching out to her. she always swore that even after they stopped seeing each other, that she would check in and yet she never did. she’d spend moments looking at ravens familiar number and wonder if she should fill her in on the funny thing that happened last night or to wish her a happy holidays, but she never did. raven could tell that she was uncomfortable and so she spoke up.

“you don’t need to tell me anything you don’t want to, remember? it’s okay if you just want to do something else.”

“i know, i’m sorry-“

“don’t be sorry—“

“i just…feel bad for not talking to you…ya know, after our sessions stopped.”

“ah, yes. i did miss our chats, but don’t feel guilty about it! it’s partly my fault as well and besides, it’s not your responsibility to check in with me, sweetie.” she rubbed y/n on the knee, reassuringly, as a way to let her know that they were united.

“you’re right. i feel better now.”

“okay, good! well we have plenty of time, so how about you tell me more about your boyfriend, that is if you want to, of course.”

“yeah, well—his name is flloyd couch, yes, like the furniture, and he works at the gym that drake goes to. he, uh, also has a side job at this like car place, i dunno much about it but, i guess he works with some friends there, but, he’s been friends with drake for a while now and i’ve always thought that he was super sweet and cute. not like in a romantic way though.”

“so, he and drake met at the gym?”

“uh yeah, i think so.”

“and did you like him before he asked you out?” she questioned.

“i mean… not really? but when he asked me it, it’s just made sense, like it was supposed to happen.”

“do you feel any romantic feelings for him? are you attracted to him, at all?”

“yeah! i mean, his face is gorgeous and he’s really nice to me so…why not?”

“right, but do you get butterflies or nerves around him or anything?”

“sometimes. not that much though.”

“okay, well that could mean anything, honestly, so don’t worry about it. as long as you’re happy.”

am i happy?, she thought. despite the question, she just smiled at raven and continued the conversation.

“so you and flloyd are okay right now?”

“yeah, i think. i-i don’t know, sometimes i think about dumping him.”

“well why don’t you?”

“because i care about him and because he’s good to me. i really do like him, it’s just…sometimes i feel like i need a little bit more.”

“maybe you should talk about that with him.” her eyes were keen and her words were pushing y/n towards a cliff, like a mother bird teacher her babies how to fly.

“yeah, if i don’t start feeling more secure, than i will.” raven nodded, picking up her pen before dropping it again.

“before we go on about you and your dreams, is there anything that has been going on with drake? i was ecstatic when he called me and i’ve just been wondering what his life is like now and days. i miss the guy.”

“yeah! he boxes for fun and works at this…”

shit, what do i say about his work!?

she looked around the room, as if an answer would appear in front of her. her eyes locked to the stuffed dino on the floor.

dino.

din-o.

dine-o.

diner.

“diner! he works at this diner, yeah. he’s a uh, waiter.”

y/n knew she couldn’t tell raven that her brother made money from illegal underground boxing, so she had to come up with something!

“oh, nice!”

“yeah, he uh…is dating this girl, katie underwood, who he really likes, but she’s the worst—“

“isn’t that that country singer?”

“huh? no, that’s carrie underwood, he’s dating katie.” raven nodded and y/n bit her lip before laughing. “you think that’s difficult? drakes other best friend is named roman williams so whenever i say his name, people always think i’m talking about robin williams! anyways, she’s the worst. i’m pretty sure she’s cheating on him and she’s always super bitchy to me.”

“why do you think she’s cheating?”

“my friend, moriah, heard her talking on the phone to another guy and calling him baby and stuff.” raven gasped.

“what a bitch.”

“I KNOW, RIGHT?!” y/n admired ravens sable locks that she brushed behind her shoulder.

“alright missy, time to learn about you. what have you been up to?”

“well i’m actually kinda…somewhat…famous?”

“WHAT?! how?!” she sat up and clutched her clipboard. her glasses sunk down from her repositioning and she gave them a small flick to put them back in place.

“well i make videos on tiktok and i have a few million followers..” y/n always felt awkward talking about her job with older people.

“tiktok? my daughter uses that! she might be a fan of yours..”

“oh, i doubt it. i’m not super big, but…” her voice turned into a squeal as she began nervous and anticipated the conversation she was about to have.

“what? what’s up?”

“i, uh…had a bit of a scandal.” she watched ravens eyes widen but her lips stayed still, signifying that y/n had the floor. “i was at a party with katie, drakes girlfriend, and i got really drunk and this guy ended up touching on me and katie filmed it and tagged me so it went viral..” she gulped and held a hand up, stopping raven from speaking. “i don’t really want to talk about it, though. it’s in the past and i’d rather just pretend that it never happened. plus, i’m fine and my fans are fine. i actually just released merch, which i’m super excited about!”

“wow, how cool! and that’s fine, we can move on. so you have a friend, uh..monica?”

“moriah.” she corrected.

“moriah!”

“yeah, but i just call her mo.”

“does she do tiktok too?”

“no, uh, she actually kinda works for me. she’s my graphic designer and she helps me with management and stuff.”

“cool! do you have any other friends?”

“yeah, um, my friend zach and his fiancé—“

“zach dreams?!”

“yes!”

“oh, my. my daughter loves his vlogs and watches them all the time!” raven’s eyes widened, and her once-tired legs were now awake as she stood up and briefly checked the time before plopping back down.

“yeah! he’s my best friend.”

“well that’s nice that you have someone who makes videos as a friend!”

“yeah!” she gave a tight lipped smile and raven scrunched her nose, grabbing her pen again and scribbling something down.

“alright, well let’s get on with the dreams now, if you don’t have anything else you want to talk about..”

“actually! i uh..made a new friend named kelsey. she’s like super famous, even more famous than zach— she does album artwork and works with a lot of influencers and she was really sweet to me. she actually gave me a stone thingy that’s supposed to bring me good luck and help me heal if i ever need it, so that’s nice, but…she invited me to this thing and i’m not sure if i wanna go or not.”

“what did she invite you to?”

“it’s a tiktoker party that like…the biggest tiktokers are going to and it’s at the hype house so like…charli d’amelio and addison rae will be there.”

“wow! that sounds exciting! why wouldn’t you go?”

“well..it’s a prom themed party and everyone is treating it like a prom. like you’re supposed to get a dress and a date and all this stuff. it’s for a special they are doing on netflix or something so i know it would be good for my publicity but i’m just nervous.”

“why?! why are you nervous, y/n!?!” her voice was calm and supportive, yet still impactful enough to get the message across.

“because they are all so much more popular than me! i know that’s a stupid thing to say, but, like no one i know will be there, except for kelsey.” she explained, frowning.

“but you’re gonna bring a date, right?”

“yeah, but they have to be an influencer. it’s for influencers only and flloyd hates that kinda stuff. the only people i know that are influencers are zach and quinn but they are gonna be out of state.”

“okay, well, im sure you’ll find someone.” she placed a hand on her knee again, smiling up at y/n. “now, what about those nightmares?”

“right, well, they aren’t really ‘nightmares’, i mean, some of them are. i don’t really know what to call it. all i know is that they feel real as fuck, like, when i wake up, im literally shaking and am like ‘what the fuck just happened to me.’” y/n laid down on the couch, looking up at the ceiling and keeping her hands on her stomach.

“mmhmm, now, have you had nightmares before this? you know, since our sessions?”

“no, i haven’t had nightmares since fred, if that’s what you’re asking.”

raven hummed, writing something down. “what are some of the dreams you’ve had?”

“well, i had one where i was like..falling through the seasons? like, i was in winter one second and spring the next, but every time it switched, i would be holding or would be near a different fruit. like, i specifically remember holding an apple in the freezing cold and when i woke up, i felt like i had frostbite.”

“mmhmm. now tell me about the more scary type of dreams you’ve had.”

“oh! i, uh, i had a dream where i was being chased by hellhounds.”

“hellhounds?” she stopped her scribbling and looked up for a second.”

“yeah, those demon dogs from hell. they were chasing me and i was bleeding everywhere and was just trying to hold them back but they busted through the door to the room i was in and i woke up. i just remember being alone with no one to help me.” y/n watched raven write things down in silence, and decided to add on another nightmare. “i also had one where it was like ‘the walking dead’, like i was in a hospital and there were these people in hazmat suits telling me that i was infected. they were dragging me away and i was screaming for drake to help me but he wouldn’t.”

“okay.” raven finished writing and cleared her throat. “have you had any dreams where someone does help you?”

“she suddenly felt herself start to suffocate. she knew it would hurt but she wasn’t prepared for just how bad it really was. she widened her eyes, the salty water stinging. her arms began to thrash around in the unnavigable water and she screamed for help. she managed to swim back up to the surface, but could only get one hand out of the water. it was as if a magnetic force was pulling her down. she waved her arm, grasping at air and hoping for someone to save her. she was doomed. no one was out there for miles and she was going to die; humiliated and alone. until a boy grabbed her hand. ”

“yeah, i did actually. i had one where i was drowning in the middle of the ocean and someone grabbed my hand and i woke up.”

“did you recognize the hand?”

“uh, no? it was strong so i think it was a boy, but i don’t know, it’s all fuzzy.”

“that’s okay. so i just want to ask this, just to be sure. you haven’t changed your diet recently or started watching a new show or anything?”

“nope.”

“no dramatic changes in your life?”

“not really, except for flloyd.” y/n became anxious watching raven scribble words down. it looked like she had a whole paragraph written.

“okay, so. i’m not a dream expert and this is all just my thoughts but if you want a dream analysis done by a professional, you can definitely look into that, but this is just what i took from your dreams.” y/n nodded, telling her to continue.

“fruit often symbolize love and sensuality in dreams and can also symbolize good health and happiness! but the weather changing and the seasons indicates more of a change in pattern or something in your life that may be hard for you. like your holding onto someone throughout the chaos of your everyday life, almost. or that you may be in denial of your true feelings based on what others are telling you.”

sensuality?

my feelings?

“have you had any, uh…sexual dreams recently?”

“no, i don—oh! wait, i kind of had one! it wasn’t really sex but it was like leading up to it. it was me and flloyd and he was about to..uh…you know and so, while he was taking my pants off, i noticed a spider on his chest—“

no fucking way.

“ @vinniehacker is now following you!

the notification took her to his page and when she saw how many followers he had, her jaw dropped.

he was hot.

definitely not y/n's type though. the more she looked through his pictures the more he reminded her of her ex. he must have just been famous for being pretty. he had almost as many followers as she had but he wasn't verified like she was. clicking on a shirtless pic, she ran her eyes down his chest. a spider tattooed right in the center of his build and little tattoos scattered here and there. ”

the fucking spider tattoo.

why didn’t she think of that?

“y/n? are you okay?”

“huh? yeah! yeah, i’m fine..”

raven waited for y/n to finish describing the dream, but she was sick from the idea of vinnie entering her subconscious.

“who is it?” ravens voice was so sudden and soft that y/n wasn’t sure if she was imagining it.

“what?”

“who is the person with the spider? clearly, the spider reminded you of someone.”

“yeah, he’s um, this guy who drake works with.”

“oh, one of his friends?”

absolutely not.

“no, actually. the opposite.” she chuckled, letting her eyes drop to the floor again as she sat up. “him and drake are always fighting over work stuff. ya know, competing for a promotion and what not.”

“oh, so he works at the diner?”

“no, they uh are both helpers at the gym. they help train kids and teach them how to box.”

nice save.

“oh, how sweet. so this boy, you like him?”

“what? no! i like flloyd.” her face felt cold and she had a hard time keeping still.

“y/n, i meant like..as a friend.”

“oh.”

well that’s embarrassing.

“not really? he’s mean to me one minute and nice the other. plus, drake hates him and would kill me if he saw us talking.”

“mmhm, and he has a pet spider?”

“no, he has a spider tattoo…on his chest. that’s-thats why i realized…” she watched raven begin to jot things down.

shit.

she probably thinks i’m cheating on flloyd or in love with vinnie instead of him.

i probably seem like an awful girlfriend right now.

“but! but, that’s just a coincidence, i mean—in the dream it was just a small house spider and i saw it and screamed and woke up. the spider that vinnie has is like a black widow or something!” she tried to dig herself out of the hole she was trapped into.

she and vinnie hadn’t talked since drakes party. she saw him one night at the gym and he didn’t notice her. he was just out of the shower and was wearing a fuzzy blue hoodie and some pants. she couldn’t tell if it was sweatpants or pj’s, but either way, it was late and he looked like he was ready to go to bed. he had headphones in and was the only other person there, besides derek, the desk guy, who was just dropping off some papers. she was only there to pick up drakes skateboard so he wouldn’t complain about using her car for the weekend. it was calming, seeing vinnie so different.

he seemed…

soft.

“yeah! yeah, it could just be a coincidence…” she checked the clock and wrote a few more things down on a separate paper.

“well, we are almost out of time so here are a few theories i have on what the dreams could mean. you be sure to check throughout the day and see if you can pick up on anything else that could contribute and add it to the list. i know you aren’t sure about the tiktok party thing, but i think it could be really good for you so promise me you will look into it. i want you to also take a nice warm bath and listen to some music because you need to be kinder to yourself, alright? here.”

she handed y/n the paper and the two said their goodbyes. once she got into the car and closed the door, she let out a deep breath that she didn’t know she was holding. she unfolded the paper and read the theories that raven wrote.

you’re new success may be something that you haven’t fully processed yet and so it may be triggering your unconsciousness, hence giving you vivid dreams about change!

any spike in anxiety can influence your dreams and make them vivid or upsetting. be sure to cut out stress and maybe make a list of things you can control!

drake may be wanting something from you and you may feel pressured by it or may be ignoring it! (i.e. dreams about drake leaving you, not saving you..)

you’re in love and it’s probably with the spider guy.

for fucks sake.

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