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Vena's point of view

I pop another Advil in my mouth and flush it down with my bottled water. My headaches were coming back and I most definitely deal with those right now. I have about twenty minutes left of this lecture and, let me tell me something:

I don't think that I have ever sat through something so boring in my life.

It wasn't like I was paying much attention anyway, James was on my mind and what he told me. I know he's has a lot of stressful shit going on, but I don't think that the fact of it all makes it okay for the way he treated me.

I wish everything could be okay between us, that we could forget about all the problems we've had, but it's not that easy.

My professor is wrapping up is long speech and ends with assigning some reading in the textbook. I stand up and walk out the room. Sitting for three or four hours has made my legs and butt fall asleep, so I have this weird limp going on.

Grayson texted me ten minutes before, telling me he is going to pick me up after class. I hate going to class and just sitting through these lectures, I would much rather be doing something productive than letting my ass fall asleep.

Everyone is starting to get up as soon as our professor dismissed us.

I got another text from Grayson, letting me know that he's here. I gather my stuff and put my bag on my shoulder. I stand up and make my way out the large room.

I suddenly run into something, I look up and see a familiar pair of green eyes. "I didn't know you were in this class, Vena," Zeke smirks at me. Why can't he just leave me alone?

"That's great, Zeke," I say sarcastically. I try to push past him, but he steps to the side, blocking me.

"How about dinner tonight, Vena," he still has that same annoying look on his stupid face.

I cross my arms, "You know that James is my boyfriend, Zeke," I remind the dumbass.

He shrugs, "Whatever, doesn't matter to me," he crosses his arms.

I shake my head, I should have seen that coming. I don't even know why I am still standing here, I don't have to be here.

"Just leave me alone, I hate you," I tell him the flat truth.

He nods slightly, "He's not good for you, Vena."

I scoff at him, "And you are?" I ask him.

He nods.

I laugh at him, "Okay, sure, whatever helps you sleep at night." He's such an idiot, dumbass, stupid, unintelligent, brainless, naive, moronic, and any another word for this thing that stands in front of me.

"Come on, Vena. You know he's controlling and demanding. You don't need that," he tries to reason with me.

I shake my head, "No, he loves me and sure, he fucks up sometimes, but so do I and we forgive each other for it. You are a cheating bastard, who only cares about yourself. You will never be happy if you keep act like this, Zeke. I hate you for what you did to me and that will never change. I fear for the next girl who you'll screw with because she will never see coming, just like I didn't. So leave me alone, forever. You need to leave everyone in my life alone," I rant a little and step beside him and start to walk away.

"I never meant to hurt you, Vena," he tells me to my turned my back.

I snort, "Yes you did, Zeke," I reply to his statement and walk away, not letting him get another word in.

That was the last thing I wanted to deal with at the moment. I hope when I get home, things won't be too difficult with James.

I walk out the building's side door and find Grayson's truck immediately. I open the passenger's seat and pull myself in. "Hey," he says, starting his vehicle back up again.

I look at him, giving him a tight smile, "Hi."

He looks at me, "What's going Vena?" he asks. I knew that there wouldn't have been a way to keep this from him.

"Just Zeke," I admit.

He shakes head and starts to pull out the pickup lane. "What has he done now?"

I tell him what had happened and didn't look very surprised. "Hopefully, he'll leave you alone now," he smiles at me.

I nod, "I hope so, I'm so done with him."

Our apartment building is relevantly close to the college, but I just wasn't feeling like I wanted to walk today.

He pulls up to the building, not parking in his regular parking spot. "Are you not coming in?" I ask him, taking my seatbelt off.

He shakes his head, "No, Leah wants me to come over to her dorm for a bit," he tells me.

I nod and open the door to get out, "Well then, I guess I'll see you around then," I give him that tight smile I gave him from before.

He nods, "Yeah, see you later."

I jump out and the door, waving him off.

Honestly, I miss my best friend. I love James, I really do, but sometimes I wish I could talk to and hang out Grayson like we used to. Ever since Grayson and I got into relationships, we just grew apart and I hate that fact.

I ride up in the elevator up to the apartment. The door is unlocked, I walk in and all the lights are off. I turn on the lights and the apartment look spotless from what I can see. I slip off my shoes and hang up my coat.

"James," I call for him as I walk down the hallway. I heard shuffling in his room as I got closer.

I open his door and see him in a navy blue suit, straightening out his tie. He turns his head and smiles at me, "Get dressed," he tells me and turns back to the mirror, fixing his sleeves.

I step into his room, the bed was made, all his and my clothes are picked up off the floor. It looks so good.

"Why?" I question him.

He doesn't look at me, "You'll see, just go put on something nice," he smiles in the mirror.

I sigh, I hate surprises. It's going to drive me nuts that I don't know where we're going.

I walk out the room and go into my room to look for something to wear. I have some dresses, but most of them are for the summertime. It's December quite cold outside, so a sweater dress would be nice.

I walk into my closet and find the one I was looking to find. I grab my pair of knee high boots off the shelf.

I don't know what James's plan is tonight, maybe he's trying to do something for me or he's trying to get some. Either way, I'm not going to were some fancy lingerie.

I take off my comfy clothes and slip on the dress, although this dress is actually pretty comfy. It's like wearing a tight blanket, but more stretchy. The collar dipped down a bit, showing some cleavage.

I still had some makeup on from earlier, so I just touched it up. I don't know what kind of time I have, so I have no idea if I have time to straighten my hair or not.

"HOW MUCH TIME DO I HAVE?" I yell to James.

A moment later, "ABOUT AN HALF HOUR," he yells back.

"OKAY."

I look down at my watch, I have about a half hour. If I hurry, I could probably get through all this hair.

I turn on my straighter and turn on my music.

In a half hour later, I was pretty well ready.

I grab my purse off my bed and slip on my boots. "Alright, Vena. Let's go or we'll be late!" James yells to me.

I make sure that my flatiron is off and shut my door behind me.

Looking up, I see James standing in the living room, looking down at the back of a book he picked up. "So are you going to tell me where you are taking me?" I ask.

He looks up from what he is reading and smiles. "I told you it's a secret, Darling. Just trust me," he smiles.

I huff, "James," I whine.

"Come on, let's go," he opens the door for me and I walk out.

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I couldn't believe that it took a little over an hour to get where James was driving to. He stopped the car in front of the building. It looked fancy, too fancy for me. The sign said in big bold letters 'HENDERSON'.

I look at James and he smiles at me. He gets out of his car and follow his actions. I shut the door and see James giving a man with a bright green shirt with the word 'Valet' on it. He hands James a slip of paper and he puts it in his front pocket.

A moment later, the man drives away in James's car. Yup, this place is too much for me.

He grabs my hand and laces his finger with mine. We walk in and as soon as the door shuts behind us, I feel slightly undressed. Everyone looked crazy good and here I am in a sweater dress.

James leads us to the front counter. "Hello Cassandra," he smiles at the host.

She smiles, "Hello James, your table is set on the first floor, in the far left corner," she smiles. Okay, this is weird.

He smiles at me and leads me to the table. I'm glad that he didn't pull the chair for me, that would be too old fashioned for me.

He sits down and smiles at me and doesn't say anything for a minute. "You look beautiful, Vena," he compliments me.

I smile at him, "James, what is all this and whose restaurant is this?" I ask him.

He laughs a bit, "I knew you wouldn't stay quiet about all night, so to tell you the truth, this is my parent's restaurant," he admits, glancing around.

He really does come from an accomplished family. I know that these restaurants are all over the country, but I never really thought much of them, until now of course.

"And this is all for you, I want to show you how sorry I am, I miss us and I want us to be okay again. Plus, I've never actually taken you out on a date before, so I figured that it is the time that I do that," he explains.

He's trying, that's clear. I'm going to just see what he has planned for tonight.

James and I talked about whatever came to mind, all the way from the Atomic Theory to the way I was raised in a household of five brothers. It was amazing, I was so concentrated that I hadn't realized that we still hadn't ordered anything to eat. I was about to ask James about it, but I saw a waitress walking towards us with two plates.

She sets the plates down and smiles at the two of us, "James, Mr. Henderson would like you and your date to visit him in the kitchen when you are finished your meal," she gives the message to James.

He nods, "Thank you for the message."

She walks away and James unrolls his napkin and takes his fork and knife and digs right into his meal. After a bite, he looks at me.

"Is something wrong?" he asks, swallowing his bite first.

I shake my head, "No, this place doesn't have the same demeanor of the restaurants that I usually go to," I tell him while I unravel my napkin, catching the utensils as they fall into my hand.

"Then what are you used to?" he asks, pushing a piece of broccoli around on his fancy food plate.

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Hi guys, sorry for not updating on the weekend, I got a bit busy. Well just check out my message to you all from yesterday...

So really I updated twice, but cheated on the second, just replacing some words. 

ANyways, just like I always mention, I have Tumblr (@brigthwhitesnow-w) and I would really really like some questions over here. They would be so much fun to answer. 

So yeah, uh bye.

–BWS ❄️

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