James & Jenna
Part II - I See You
The way the light of the moon bounces off her perfect skin,
her voice, her hair, her eyes, the way she smells, her perfect hour glass body.
Not to mention she's stacked like a fucking goddess. I don't understand how
someone so small can have such a nice ass and the tits to go with it. I've known
her for fifteen years. Now here we are. Twenty-seven years old and still best
friends. The question.... The big question. Does she even see me like I see her?
We decided a long time ago that we would just be friends and nothing else. She
was scared of it, I wasn't. I want her now, just as much as I did back then.
She's the girl that makes the earth stop spinning and we fly into outer space.
Still looking up at the sky, she continues to talk.
"It would amaze you. The things I see that you can't.
Beautiful actually. Step one, just take a closer look."
"I see.... The most amazing, brown haired, green eyed woman.
She's the most beautiful thing I've seen. Do you see it?"
Without even a pause in time, only bright eyes and a smile,
"I see you."
"Yes. I see the most handsome man. With hair the color of
walnuts. His eyes? Blue, like a cloudless sky. He's tall and has muscles like a
"Shut the fuck up with Spartan."
"If the washer ever breaks I could use your six pack as a
"No. You'll go find a nice fucking rock to slap the clothes
"You're so stupid."
"These abs are for admiring Jenna. Not for bitch work, like
Jenna's mouth falls open and then closes to an almost evil
grin. I said it Jen. Bitch work.
"Washing clothes is bitch work?"
"Oh! Okay! I'll remember that when I do laundry on Saturday.
You'll be the one looking for a rock to slap your clothes against."
"Fuck all that." Big smile, engaged. "I'll use my Spartan abs
as a wash board."
There's that smile of hers I love so much. Her gaze softens
and her smile fades. Was that a little bottom lip bite I saw? I think it was.
Engaging the smile. Works every time. Something is different. What's different?
"You okay, Jen?"
I sigh at her answer. "Fifteen years Jenna. We both can read
each other like a fucking book. Talk to me."
"Fifteen years. When a boy and girl are friends for that
long, they sometimes get.... how can I explain this? The whole, you're like a
brother to me. Make sense?"
"I never got that way with you. You never felt like a brother
"When I was in New York and we didn't see each other for
almost two months. It.... I.... Never mind."
"Drove you insane to no end?"
She looks at me with wide eyes. Yes, Jen. I felt that way
"You have no idea, James. I cried myself to sleep. I said,
fuck this. Paid to end my year lease and I came back. To you."
"You came back four years ago. Why didn't you tell me this
"You have a girlfriend. It would have been the most selfish
thing I could ever do. Take that happiness away from you. You've known...."
I cut her off mid-sentence. "I would always be happier with
you Jenna. This relationship was still new at the time. We could of ended things
and walked away with neither of us being hurt."
"And here you are. Four years later and she's in Brooklyn
planning a wedding. Your wedding. We both know you're settling James."
She's right. Dana is hot as fuck, but she's not Jen. Jenna is
nice. She's the most amazing person you'll ever meet. She brings the joy in
everything. Dana was born tough. Straight from Brooklyn. Long dark hair, dark
brown eyes, and these thick thighs that'll kill a man. Italian through and
through. She's a bitch. The beginning of our relationship she was great. She's a
dancer and she came out here to Los Angeles for a fucking Chris Brown music
video. She basically saved up enough money to live here for a year. This house
me and Jenna live in is her house. Her graduation present from her parents. Her
dad bought the house and remodeled the whole fucking thing for her. Dana lived
here too. Up to, about seven months ago. Dana "borrowed" a necklace that Jen's
grandma gave her and she lost it. Long story short: big fight. Dana went back to
Brooklyn for now. The money she had saved went to a new BMW and a shopping spree
at Sephora. My Spartan abs are there because I'm a personal trainer. Dana, being
a dancer, she's in great shape. She needed money to pay rent, she came into the
gym looking for a job. That's how we met.
I took her in. She took care of me. Made me dinner every
night all of that. If you're confused as to why Jenna had no idea another woman
was living in her house, this is because all of this happen within a week. I
hadn't had the chance to tell Jenna yet. The day I called Jenna, her phone went
to voice mail. All day long. Voice mail. The following morning Jenna walks
through the front door with a duffle bag and a big ass box. Dana flips out
thinking Jenna is some random woman walking in. I had to explain to both girls
what's up here. I told Dana straight up, Jenna has been in my life for a long,
long time. She's not going anywhere. If you play the, "it's me or her" card,
it's going to be her over you. If you don't like the sound of that, right there
is the door. Don't let it hit you where the good lord split you. Jenna being
Jenna, the kind person she is. She was okay with Dana staying there. I mean, she
thought Dana was fucking stupid for wasting money on something as dumb as a car
and makeup that she doesn't know how to wear. But, she saw I was happy. Like she
said, "It would of been the most selfish thing I could ever do. Take that
happiness away from you." Dana liked Jenna. She understood that Jenna wasn't
going anywhere and she was fine with that. She chose to stay here with me. I
didn't twist her arm and make her stay. She stayed on her own.
My relationship with Dana is not perfect. We argue like every
other couple. But, the last year our relationship has been burnt to almost
nothing. Starting an argument with me and yelling at me, and saying I disgust
her in the middle of a crowded five star restaurant here in NoHo. That was the
beginning of it. I told her we didn't need a second bottle of wine and all the
sudden I was the worst person alive. Keep in mind, this dinner was for Jenna.
She just sold her first book and received her first check. Dinner was on her.
She wanted to celebrate. Jenna walked out and left me with the check. I don't
blame her one bit. "We both know you're settling James." I was lonely and missed
Jenna. Yeah, I settled with Dana. 100% Why am I still with her? I have no idea.
Not a one.
"Yeah. I am settling."
"Because you don't see me like I see you. We are not
teenagers anymore Jenna. You seriously still can't be afraid of this. If I was
going to leave you at all, I'd be gone now. I came with you here to LA. I spent
that whole month in the hospital with you after you got in that car wreck. I
never left your side. It's always been you. You then, you now, and you fucking
tomorrow, until my last god damn breath."
"Would it be selfish now?"
"Would it be selfish now?"
My heart feels like it's about to beat out of my chest and
smack Jenna in the face, in the best way possible. I can hear her breathing
quicken, I see her chest move with it. Like Nike, just do it. I did. Put my hand
on the back of her neck and pull her in for a kiss. Her lips are as soft as they
look. Taste as amazing as I thought they would. Everything faded. The noise of
the street faded. Everything around us faded. Dana faded.
"It would never be selfish Jenna."