tangled up in blue

bonus chapter 03

awkward- san cisco (btw the playlist is coming soon lol)

2022 AN- i had to edit out some of lees humiliating bullshit in this LMAOOOOO omg past me used to be so good at writing second hand embarrassment on purpose but current me just cannot handle him learning japanese on google translate i just cant .. i had to have mercy and save him this time around ,, god bless

Lee

I used to have a pretty solid daily routine. I woke up bright and early, connected my phone to both of the speaker's in Noah and Jace's rooms before blasting heavy metal as loud as possible, had breakfast, brushed my teeth and then settled down in front of the TV for the next twelve hours. It was a nice life while it lasted. But ever since that night, that fateful fucking night, my daily routine had a disturbing new imposter. And its name was Eugene Kurosawa.

I woke up bright and early and thought about Him. I ensured Noah and Jace would never sleep again, all while thinking about Him. I had breakfast, brushed my teeth, and then watched TV with one thing on my mind. Him, Him, Him. It was god-fucking-awful, and the never ending thoughts about Eugene only got worse when he showed up at that camp my Mom made us go to, all chivalrous and brooding and handsome as he practically tucked my embarrassing drunk ass into bed. Plus, I still had his sweatshirt. I always figured Noah kept my brother's old hoodie for years 'cause it was comfy, but maybe there was something about wearing someone else's clothes that felt so... nice. Not that it was possible to think that about Jace, because if anyone ever fell in love with him, they deserved a Nobel peace prize for the achievement.

But then, along came Eugene. Who was, by the way, the asshole that took my virginity and then left me alone to rot in my own cum and regret. Only, he just so happened to be horribly attractive. And very occasionally, kind. I mean, what even was that? Looking after me while I was wasted, getting me home safely, making sure I wasn't cold, using those dark eyes to emotionally manipulate me... It had to be some sort of ploy. An evil plan. A trick, if you will. One that I was very easily giving into because a hot person looked at me. Not only did the jerk make me like dick, but he gave me a thing for emotionally unavailable men. Despite my best efforts, I couldn't stop thinking about a man that shared most of his characteristics with a stone.

So, after giving up on Netflix, I flopped on my bed to contemplate my life choices and mentally curse a certain someone to high heaven. Naturally, Jace decided to disrupt my teenage angst session by kicking open the door to my room and sauntering in like he owned the place.

"Christ," he snorted. "You look like a widow."

Still lying on my back, I lifted my chin up and looked away from my brother in an act of clear superiority. "Well, I'm grieving."

"Who died?"

I thought about telling him that I left Corey in a hot car for too long, but instead, I decided to be smug. After years of teasing, I deserved to be smug. "My virginity."

Jace didn't even look up from the Marlboro packet in his hands. "Absolutely impossible."

"It's true!" I protested, finally sitting up to glare at him.

"Ah, so you're delusional." He put a cigarette between his lips, still unbothered. "Let me guess. Michael B Jordan appeared in your room and made you an offer you just couldn't refuse."

"Fuck yo-" Wait. Wait one fucking second. "Hold up. How do you know?"

"About Michael? I hate to break it to you Lee, but it was all in your head. He's not in love with you."