What It's Like Loving an Idiot

Sixty Four || Shirtless Glory

Vena's POV

My eyes widen at his statement. I just know I'm about to blab about my personal life to this stranger. "No, no, that's impossible. James and I already concluded that we slept with each other, not strangers."

His smile falters for a moment, but returns within seconds. "Well, to begin with, I am just fucking with you and secondly, you're James's girlfriend?"

I nod. He's say that like it means something here and maybe it does. I have no idea what goes on in this place. "Wait, wait, so you're telling me that we didn't sleep together?" I question him. I'm just trying to get the full story here and this dude— Jason is not helping that by adding in false facts.

He nods, "Of course, we didn't. I mean look at you and look at me. You're some nineteen-year-old just starting college and I'm getting to be almost thirty years old. And, apparently, you are James's girlfriend, so I wouldn't have even approached you in the first place knowing that."

I'm confused all over again. Nothing is quite adding up. "I'm sorry, I have absolutely no idea what happened last night. I mean, I've never seen you in my life."

He nods and gestures to the stool beside him. "Oh, fuck it, I'll just explain it to you. Sit."

And I do.

"Last night, I saw you sitting at the bar at Cielo and approached you. I won't go into details because I sort of embarrassed myself. So, after you told me you had a boyfriend, we just kind of talked and drank after that. It was... Quite hilarious. Eventually you told me about your boyfriend and how much of a pain in the ass he is, but you never mentioned his name or the fact that he's Autumn's brother," he pauses and stares at me for a moment. "Why is that?"

I shrug, not really clear on how I'm supposed to answer his question. "I was told not to tell anyone, so I didn't."

"Good." He smiles, "So, anyways eventually I had to leave you at the club and come back here for some business. After that I have no idea what happened, but based off what you told me, I'd guess that you mistakenly slept with James."

I nod as he's right on the dot.

"Did he remember that he fucked you?"

I shake my head, "I think he was just as drunk as I was."

He laughs a little. "Well, that's just funny."

"I don't agree with you there. I mean, spending almost twenty four hours thinking that I had cheated someone was stressful as hell."
For some reason, I feel that I can talk to this man about anything. I can't exactly put my finger on it, but I feel like we've been friends for a long time even though that's not exactly possible.

"So, why are you down here when he's up there?"

"How did you—"

"James rarely leaves his room."

I nod, I guess Autumn was right about that. "We're kind of in a weird place right now."

"You know, I've known James for a while now, maybe a few months and he's many things. A bastard, a bitch, a know-it-all, the list goes on, but one thing he isn't is a coward. I just thought you should know that."

I shake my head. "He left in the middle of my family dinner without a word said. Then, days passed and he still hadn't called me. That sounds pretty cowardly to me."

"He hasn't talked to me much about this whole issue between you two because apparently, I'm too peppy... whatever that's supposed to mean. Although, if I were to take a guess, I would say that the reason that he didn't call you is because he was afraid and I mean, I would be too if I was with a girl like you." He pauses and gives me a little sigh, "Listen, I know it must be hard to have to watch James do all this shit from the sidelines and just sit there and accept it, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't care about you, or love you."