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My eyes widen. The one time that I send James to go do something and I need him. For God's sake! I have no idea what I am supposed to do right now. Do I let her in? Or do I tell her that he's out? I have no idea! He has to be back in like five minutes. I will just let her in. 

"Um, yes, come in," I motion her to come in, avoiding her eyes. This woman is the person that is some sort of drug lord and has abandoned James since he found her. Well, that is as far as I know. 

She nods and steps inside, pulling her jacket closer to her body. "When will he be back?" she asks bluntly. 

I look at her, her sharp eyes staring back at me. Jesus, it's like this woman is trying to take my soul. 

"Soon," I reply walking into the living room, hearing her follow me. 

"Gathering from your bitchy attitude, I'm going to say that you Vena?" she comments snarky like. 

Oh, so this is how it's going to be. "Just tell me why you are here," I turn off the TV. 

She scoffs and was about to say something, but the door opens, revealing James with a box in his hands. 

As soon as he sees us he drops the box and his face goes from surprised to freaked out to angry in a matter of seconds. 

"James! What the hell?!" I shout at him. Why the hell would drop something so valuable to my stomach. Jesus.

I grab the cupcakes from his feet and he walks right past me and towards his sister. "Why the fuçk are you here?! I told you not to come here!" he shouts at her as I lift the box up. 

What on earth is going on here?

"Well, what the hell was I supposed to do? You weren't answering any of my calls!" 

He signals for her to stop, "Would you just shut your loud mouth?!" 

She cackles a laugh, "Oh, that is just rich, she doesn't know," she laughs through her words, quite dryly, might I add. 

"Get out, get out now!" he shoos her towards the door. 

She laughs, "Oh, you are so pathetic," she opens the door and slams it behind her. What the hell is this?!

I need some answers now or I am going to lose it completely. 

"James?" I ask only a second after she shut the door. 

"No, Vena. I can't talk about this right now," he starts to walk away from me into his bedroom. 

I follow him, "What are you talking about? You can tell me."

He turns around and looks at me with an expression that I have never seen on his face before. So much that I cannot recognize any meaning behind it. 

"No, Vena, I can't."

My eyes widen at him, "What? Did someone put an invisible piece of Ducktape over your mouth?"

He runs his hand through his hair in clear frustration. "Don't test me right now. You know what I mean. I just can't tell you." he sits down on his bed. 

"Why? Am I not supposed to be the person that you tell things to, or does that just not apply to us?" I say out of anger. I regret it immediately. I can't actually be mad until he tells me what is going on. 

I shake my head and sit down beside him, "Sorry, I'm just frustrated."

He turns and looks at me with great astonishment. 

"Are you kidding me, Vena?! You're frusturated? How do you have any right to even say that. Oh! Poor Vena. 'My family has never been split up, but they are so annoying. I'm beautiful, but not more than the next girl," he mocks me with words I have never said. "You think these are problems? You need a reality check! You can't just act like everything is so terrible for you when everything is fine, you just can't. Don't act fuçking fake, Vena. It irritates the shit of me," he shouts at me.

As he uttered the hurtful words, I felt tears rise up, but I refuse to cry in front of him. Not this way. 

I stand up calmly as I could. As I look at his sympathyless face, I wanted to so badly yell at him, but I didn't, no, that would only fuel him. Instead, I turned away from him and out of the room. I don't need this. This is the sort of thing I was afraid of about dating after Zeke. The last thing I wanted was to be hurt again. This time is different, this time I am being hurt in a way that I didn't even know was possible: my very own mistakes. This is why you have to be careful with what you say because you never know what some people will remember. 

This time, it didn't hurt me in the heart, I could feel the pain in the pit of my stomach. 

I packed a bag for a few days. I figure that I could go spend some time with Grayson, while James and I figure some things out. I can't be in the same apartment as him. I'm afraid that I may get angry and say things that I don't mean, but really it is too late for James. Although, I think that he really did mean what he said. 

I can't think about it anymore. It's making me feel like I should yell or cry. 

I slung my bag over my shoulder and walked into the living room. James his still in his room, good, this will make this a lot easier for me. I grab my keys off the hook and open the door and shut it behind me. 

I sigh and feel a tear glide ever so slowly down my cheek. I quickly wipe it away and start walking in the direction of Grayson's apartment. Even if he isn't there, I have a key or maybe Leah is there. She's a girl, she must have something that can make me feel better. She has always been a good friend to me. 

I knock on the door, trying to think less of what just happened. I stand there wondering if I should just leave. I shouldn't be bothering Grayson with James's and my problems. 

I was about to run, but the door opened and Leah is standing there. Wait a minute, Grayson cheated on her, did she forgive him already?

I didn't say anything and she is already pulling me into a hug. She awes at me, "What is wrong?" she asks, still hugging me.

I had no idea that I started crying. What the hell? 

I pull away from her. "I'll tell you, just," I pause and look into Grayson's apartment. "Where's Grayson?"

She gives me a warm smile and leads me into his apartment, "He just ran out, he'll be right back."

I set my bag down by the door and sat down on the couch with her. 

"Please tell me what is wrong."

 I nod. I really only want to tell this story once, but maybe she will just tell Grayson for me. 

I was just getting into it when Grayson walked through the door. 

"Babe, I got cookies. The stupid grocery store is out of Oreos, I had to get stupid Chips Ahoy," he shuts the door and turns around. "Shit," he curses, putting his hand to his chest. "I didn't know you were here, Vena. Sorry." He takes his jacket off and hangs it up. "Is everything okay?"

 I shake my head, "James."

He sighs, "What the hell is he doing?" he asks himself more than anyone else. 

Leah explains what happened and he just looks so angry during the whole time. When I told the story to Leah, I made to  leave out the whole thing with his sister. That's his business. It's not like I am going to blab to everyone even though he hurt me. 

"You can stay here for as long as you need, you know that Vena," he puts his hand on my shoulder. 

"Thank you, guys. I have no where's else to go right now beside here and... I don't know. I don't mean to invade your space."

Leah's face drops into a frown. "Vena, we are your friends. Don't think that you can't come to one of us if you need help. We aren't just here to sit pretty, right Grayson?"

He pretends to sweep his hair off his shoulder, "I only sit pretty." He chuckles. 

I laugh and he smiles at me and pulls me into his arms, "I am always here for you, Ven. Don't you ever forget it," he rests his chin on top of my head. I hold on to him for one last second and pull away from him. 

"Come on, Vena. Grab your bag and I'll show to the guest room," she stands up and wait for me to grab my bag. 

I swing my bag over my shoulder and follow her down the hallway. She opens the door, second to the last and in the room in a simple queen size bed and night side table. "Will this be okay?" she asks. 

I nod, "This is great, thank you,"

She smiles and leaves the room and the room fills with silence.

This is not how I thought this day was going to go. 

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