What It's Like Loving an Idiot

Fourteen || It's Whatever

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I sit up and look at the two of them and raise an eyebrow at them. What a bunch of dumb idiots. Why would they think that sneaking into my apartment while I'm here would be a good idea? I mean, I guess it's possible to think that maybe James and I would be out, but when are we ever? Plus, with the accident and all, they should have just assumed that we would've come back here after class.

"So, can we borrow this, or...?" Grant asks with a half smile edging on his face.

I glance over to Ryder's hands and what he's holding makes me smirk.

"And what exactly makes you think that you can take that?" I nod to the bottle of vodka in his hands.

Ryder's eyes widen at me.

Grant cuts in before Ryder can say anything. "Oh, Vena, Don't be so ridiculous, he's just holding it. It gives him joy in his empty life."

I raise an eyebrow at them in humour, "Are you sure about that?"

They both nod frantically.

I shake my head at the both of them, "Just hurry up and leave the vodka. And for God's sake, try and be a bit quieter, James is trying to sleep."

I glance down ay James's sleeping figure, for a moment he actually looks peaceful, that nothing can really hurt him. Although, I suppose that is not entirely true.

I look away from him and back at the two boys standing in the kitchen. As Grant looks through the drawers quite loudly, I mentally punch him in the head. Did he not just hear what I said? Maybe I'm overreacting, but what do you expect? I love this person with my whole heart and soul. I want the best for him.

"What are you guys even doing that you need this can opener?" I try to whisper and talk to them from across the room.

"We are helping Grayson make dinner for Leah because he fuçked up again," Grant says, not making any effort of all to be quiet.

I look at the both at them questioningly, "What could've he possibly done now?"

After the first incident, I thought for sure he would be damn cautious to not mess up somehow.

"They just fought about him cheating on her. You know, they had finally talked about the whole ordeal and it did not go over well. She is not happy," Grant explains.

"Nor should she be, he fuçked up real fucking badly. Grayson is great and all but I care about my sister a lot more than I care about him. I say, he had this coming for a long time, he just had no idea when it would be brought up." Ryder says nonchalantly.

Grant shrugs, "What I really don't understand is how he's gotten away with it for so long. It's like, you'd think they would have talked about it sooner, y'know?"

I scoff, "The only reason for that being is because every single time they felt the conversation coming about, they had sex and it was all fine, they have just been saving themselves from the fight." I plainly shrug.

Ryder crinkles his nose at the statement. "Vena, that is certainly something that I didn't need to know."

I shake my head at him, "You just say that because she's your sister, Grant's over there thinking 'what a clever way to get out of a fight'," I look at Grant and he was staring off somewhere, deep in thought. "See what I mean?"

Ryder still shakes his head, "As much as you might think differently, I do not enjoy thinking about my sister having sex with her boyfriend."

"Hey, I'm just thinking logically here, you should try it."