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I feel as my bare stomach is being caressed by warm fingers. Slowly, I move my hand down to the hand resting on my stomach. I let out a breath of relief as I realize that it is James sleeping in my bed and not Grant. Who knows what he could have done last night, he is a reckless child.

I feel as James's arm tightens around my stomach, causing my shirt to ride up even more than it had. I carefully try to pull it down but there was no way of doing that with James's arm so tightly around me. He tosses one of his legs around my own.

I reach behind me and poke James roughly. "OW!" he says loudly, letting me out of his grasp.

"SHHH!!" I say.

He gives me a questioning look, "Why?" he half whispers.

I harshly point to the living room."Ohh, right" he says.

I sit there and think for a second whether Grant would be sleeping or not. He is a party goer so you can stay up pretty late, but what about mornings?

I turn to James, "Do you think he will be asleep?" I whisper.

He nods, "Probably, I mean it's Grant. He not a morning person" he whispers back.

I nod, "Okay, then get out so I can get dressed" I say.

He smirks, "I think I am good right where I am" he says.

I roll my eyes, "Get out". I point to the door.

He groans and stands up and walks to the door and turns the handle and opens the door and then quickly steps back into my room, shutting the door gently. Oh Lord.

"He's awake?" I ask.

He nods, "You know if you want to, you could let me bend the rules for the agreement and let me tell Grant" he says, smirking.

"Sure, I mean you can give me the next six months of rent right now. That will be 3,000 dollars" I say, putting my hand out.

He groans, "I don't got that kind of money" he says, lightly chuckling.

Is he serious?

"Have you forgotten who you are? Let me tell you who you are: Your a Henderson. You have money" I say.

"Just because my parents have money doesn't mean that I do. They paid for school, and my car. This is all I get. They want me to be responsible for myself now" he says, looking me dead in the eye.

How do you pay for all your expensive belongings then?" I ask, placing my hands on my hips.

"Savings account" he simply says.

I nod, "Well lets move from this. How can I you leave my room without getting caught?" I ask.

"This could be a little risky, but we could call one of his brothers" James says.

I consider it for a second, "Are you friends with them?" I ask.

He nods, "I can call one of them and get them to come here and keep Grant busy for a few moments so I can get to my room, since getting caught is the most terrible thing in the world" he takes a deep breath, catching his breath.

"I think that would work fine" I say.

"Great" he says.

He walks past me, walking over to the night side table to where his phone his. His picks it up and groans, "It's dead" he says. Good luck charging that later.

"Could I use yours?" he asks.

"I guess", I grab my phone out of my bag and toss it at him chest. After fumbling for it, he catches it.

He dials the number and holds it up to his ear. "Hey Jase. It's James, can you do me a favor?" James asks.

~

There was a series of knocking until Grant finally got off his lazy ass to answer the door. We waited until the door shut again and James carefully opened the door and looked into the living room, looking to see if Grant had left yet.

He exhales and leaves my room, but then turns around. "Hurry and get dressed. I'm taking you and Grant out for breakfast" he says and walks away before I have the chance to say no.

I quickly get dressed and brush my hair and pull in into a high ponytail, I finish with a layer of mascara.

I walk into the living room and see the two boys sitting on the couch looking bored, well only James since he doesn't have a charged phone anymore. I walk around to the back of the couch and lean down on the back of it facing them.

"So Grant, when did you leave to get changed?" I ask normally.

James turns and looks at me, giving me a death look. Joke's on you James, I lived with several brothers through my whole life, those looks don't effect me.

"I went home and got some clean ones a few minutes ago" he says, not looking up from his phone.

I nod, I walk around the couch and sit between James and Grant. James stands up and walks to the front door. Grant looks up from his phone and gives James a questioning look.

"Are you serious, Man?" James asks, "I just told you that we were going out for breakfast"

"Oh, right." Grant says, standing up, sliding his phone in his pocket.

I stand up and walk over to the two boys and slide on my shoes.

~

"Oh hell no!" I shout.

"Oh hell yes!" Grant shouts back.

"It's James's car, it's his choice" I say.

"Well fine, but since I am his best friend and you are just his roommate I am most definitely going to get the seat and you are going to be stuck in the back" Grant says, turning to James, "Whose it going to be?" he asks.

I wonder if they can speak telepathically, because if they can then there is no way I can win this battle.

"I choose Grant!" James says excitingly. Wrong choice.

I step closer to James, our chests pushed together. I look up at him. I look at him straight in his baby blue eyes.

"Are you sure you want to do that?" I ask him, raising an eyebrow.

He narrows his eyes at me, "Is this your way of threatening me?" he asks, amused.

I step away from him and turn and look at Grant, "You know Grant, I believe you owe me. If I remember correctly, you broke my coffee table, right?" I smirk.

He groans, "But Vena.." he whines.

I smile, "I guess you shouldn't have broken it. Get in the back" I order.

He obeys and gets in the back James's car. I get in the front seat, while James gets in the driver seat. He starts the car and puts it in reverse.

I look back at Grant and see him crossing his arms and pouting in a childish manner. His blonde hair still looking like he just woke up and ran his hand threw it. His cheek bones were defining, they had a feminine look to them. He was a good looking guy.

Throughout the ride downtown James and Grant were arguing about something I had absolutely no interest in.

"Hey Vena, what are you majoring in?" Grant asks randomly.

"Ooh. I wouldn't waste your breath, she won't tell anyone" James says glancing from the road to me.

"He's not wrong" I say.

James pulls into the parking lot of the restaurant we were eating at. He finds a spot and parks the car.

~

Breakfast was more boring than I thought it was going to be. Most of it consisted of Grant telling us about the past party's he went to, James flirting with every waitress that passes us and I trying to get this breakfast end as fast as possible.

I was the last one to finish my breakfast. Once I finished I pushed it away from and stood up.

"Guys, can we go?" I ask.

"Sure" James stands up tosses a twenty dollar bill on the table.

We walk out to his car and Grant gets into the backseat without a fight. I hop into the front seat and buckle my seat. James gets in the front seat and looks at me for a minute. He looks away and starts the car.

~

I open the door to the apartment building look behind me as James comes up behind, he holds the door the rest of the way.

"I'm going to Grayson's apartment. I'll be back in twenty minutes or so" I say, turning to go down the hallway but stop myself. "Oh and if you break anything you are both dead" I say.

They laugh and walk into the elevator. Did they think I was kidding? I wasn't.

I knock on Grayson's door and wait for him to answer it. He opens the door.

A boy with blood shot eyes and ruffled hair. He looked like he hasn't slept a wink in days.

I step inside shut the door and turn and pull him into a tight hug. He holds on tight. I slide my hand up to the back of his head, I stoke the back of his head in a comforting manner. I let him go and walked over to couch and sat down with him. "How are you today?" I ask.

I grab onto his hand. "Still the same" he replies.

A tear rolls down his cheek. I reach up and use my thumb and wipe it away. I pull him into a hug.

"Thank you, Vena" he sobs.

I rub his back, "Your welcome" I reply.

I pull away from him, "I'm sorry to leave you at a time like this, but I need to get back to my apartment before James and Grant break something".

He nods, "Okay" He says.

I give him a reasurring smile.

"It'll get better" I say.

I stand up and walk to the door, "I'll see you later" I say.

I shut the door behind me. I run up the stairs instead of going in the elevator to see what they broke. I left them alone in the apartment for about 15 minutes. What could they break in that time.

I get to my hallway when I see a tall boy standing in front of my door, getting ready to knock. As I get closer I notice it is Zeke Camber, my ex.

Dammit!

"What the hell are you doing?!" I shout, striding towards him.

He turns around and looks at me wide eyed. "I uh--" he stammers.

"Save it" I say, "I said never talk or bother me again and what do you do? Come and talk and bother me!" I shout at him.

"You know Vena, I wanted to be friends. I am really trying here and you keep on shutting me down" he says. I wonder why...

Suddenly the door opens exposing James, "What on earth is going on here?" James asks.

"Nothing" I say, glaring at Zeke. I turn around, "Come on James" I say.

I grab ahold of his wrist and pull him into the apartment. I shut the door behind us and walk over to the couch and sit down letting out a breath of air. James walks over and sits down beside me and turns and looked at me.

"Is he your ex?" he asks.

I nod.

"What happened between you two?" he asks.

I close my eyes and lean my head on the back of the couch.

"A lot James, alot" I say, exasperated.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asks.

"Does it look like I want to talk abouit it?" I ask, opening my eyes.

He rolls his eyes and stands up. I get up as well and walk into the kitchen where Grant sits on one of the bar stools at the island.

"Want to do something fun?" Grant asks. Uh oh. This can't be good.

"No parties" I say.

"But Vena... that is the only fun thing to do around here" Grant whines.

"Then go with James because I'm not going" I say.

"Yeah, sorry buddy, but I think I think I am going to take Vena's side this time" James says, sitting down in the seat beside Grant.

"Great, first my seat and now the parties" Grant glares at me, "What kind of monster are you?".

I laugh, "The kind that isn't in the mood for a party and plus I have a class tomorrow morning, so I'm not kind it is a good idea to get drunk".

"You've been drunk before?" James questions.

I nod, "I'm not that closed off. When I want to have a little fun, I will" I say.

"Wait, so does that mean your not a virgin either?" Grant asks.

I say anything for awhile and Grant looks away from his phone and at me.

"I am not comfortable answering that kind of question, Grant" I say.

He leans over to James and very badly whispers, "Defintely a virgin".

James then leans over to Grant and whispers something not audibe.

~

Grant left about twenty minutees ago. I was watching How I Met Your Mother when I was rudely interuped by James flopping down on the couch beside me.

He grabs the remote off of the side table and changes the channel to some show I didn't reconize. I just saw that the main character is played by Emily Osment.

"Let's cuddle" James says randomly.

Before I can process what he said exactly, his arm was around my waist and he was puling me down on the couch, making me press my body against his.

I try to to get out of his grasp but he didn't let go one little bit. After moving around a bit, I was able to use my arms to sit up a bit. They were digging into his chest and I hoped it hurt.

He took this opportunity to wrap both arms around me, forcing me to be right on top of him.

"This was not in the agreement" I say, angerly.

"I know" he says.

I groan and try to sit up, but fail. Again.

"James let go" I say.

"Nope" he says.

After struggling for ten more minutes I give up and lie down on top of him. "So you finally gave up" he says, sounding amused.

We lie there for a few minutes. This is literally the most uncomfotable postions to try and watch TV in.

I lift my head up and look at James. "Listen, if you are going to make me stay like this, then you are going to make this comfortable for me" I order.

"Fine Darling" he says.

He turns his body so I fall off of him and faces his back to the couch. I fall flat on my back. He looks at me for a few moments and then I realize that he wants me to do.

I turn and and face the TV, my back to James. He slides one arm underneath my side and wraps his other arm around my stomach.

I can feel as breaths on the back of my hair. He tosses his leg over mine.

Why does he do that every single night he does that and now he is doing that. Like it's just a leg, keep it to yourself.

After a few shows I can hear slight sound of James's snores, which most defintely means he is in a deep sleep.

What is with all this sleeping. I can pretty much guarentee that he been getting lots asleep for the past nights, how can he still be tired? I'm glad he can sleep, because there is no way in hell I can.

~

Throughout this whole time while James was sleeping, he grasp didn't faulter once.

I know I have been lying here for some time now and I want nothing more than to get out of his grasp.

I grab his hand that is still holding on to me and try to move it. Impossible. What the hell is it and his death grip?

James, you have left me to no other options. I have to pee badly and you are stopping me. I'm sorry it has come to this (not really though).

I grab the skin on his hand with my two fingers and apply pressure between them, causing me to pinch his skin hard.

It took about 15 seconds before he woke up pulling his hand away.

"What the hell was that for?" he asks, shaking his hand out.

I quickly get off the couch before he can pull me back. "Three reasons, one: I need to use the bathroom, two you have had a lot of sleep this week already and three you mad me stay in your grasp for THREE HOURS" I yell as I am walking down the hall to the bathroom.

As I am coming back from the bathroom there is a knock on the door.

I quickly walk down the hallway to answer it but I see that James had already answered it. The tone in his voice was harsh and tired at the same time. I walk over to the door and look past James's shoulder and see the person that should leave me alone forever, just like Zeke.

She had long brown hair and had aviator sunglasses in her hair. She was wearing a skirt, a very short skirt.

I couldn't help but notice that James was skimming over her body. That would explain the smirk on her face.

This was girl I almost dreaded to see as much as Zeke. She was just as much of the problem.

"Vena" she says.

"Talia" I say with much anger laced in my voice.

The girl who was with Zeke, who cheated on me. With her.

She is going to regret coming here.

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I feel like my writing sucks and it's boring and repitive and it is starting to piss me off. Can someone please message me and tell me what I am doing wrong? Or if I am doing anything wrong?

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