Collide // Eren Jaeger fanfic

11.

Jane

It's been one extremely long week and to be quite honest, I'm starting to get stressed, and I know what it'll lead to.

Cigs.

So, instead I littered my fingers with a few rings. One on my thumb on my right hand and three on my first two fingers and pinkie on my left hand.

The rings on my thumb and pointer finger spin. Helps as a distraction from time to time. I normally fiddle with my lip ring, but my lip swelled a lot more than usual.

I decided to use that as an excuse to go visit Kelly again. 

"Kelly, where are you?" I called out in a sing-song tone, skipping around her shop, messing with her employee's. 

"She's in the back, do you want me to-"

"Jane, why the hell are you back?" She yelled, "I just pierced you six days ago. You couldn't last a week?"

I held my hands up in defense, poking my lip out to show her that it was still in my lip. "See, all good... kind of."

She walked closer to me, reaching her hand out to my face and inspecting the piercing. I watched her face as her eyebrows furrowed. Kelly hissed as she cupped my chin and tilted my head back.

"Have you been cleaning it daily?"

I nodded, "I've been icing it too."

Her eyes shifted to mine, dropping my chin and walking to an open station to sit. "Then why are you here? You've been doing everything I told you to do from the start."

"Wanted to make sure it wasn't infected." I lied, following her and lying on the chair, knowing it's not infected. And besides, if it was, I'd still come get it pierced again after it was kind of healed.

Kelly read right through me, "Jane. You get your lip re-pierced whilst it's still healing, so I know you're not being entirely honest with me."

I didn't think she'd know that easily. I've been so drained that I can't hide everything as good as usual. Kelly already knows that I'm sketchy and she's asked me a billion questions, sometimes hitting the mark.

We both know that she right about her assumptions and guesses, but there's no clarity from me. All she for sure knows is that I'm a hardheaded client who doesn't listen and pays her way more than necessary.

I don't even think she knows how old I am.

Completely changing the topic, I decided to ask, "Do you know how old I am?"

She shook her head, "You don't tell me much."

My jaw literally dropped, "Wow."

I know I'm a private person, but damn. I seriously didn't tell her how old I am.

"Have you ever asked me?" I asked, then said, "How have I been getting pierced this entire time? What if I was a cop? I could've put your business out."

Kelly laughed, "First of all, I knew you weren't a cop because you were willing on this side of town."

Okay, that's true. Cops neglect and ignore this part of town because of how bad it is. You'd think that they'd be here more because of that fact, but they're scared. Last time a cop willingly came over here I think they were killed on sight.

Whenever a cop does drive through, they keep their lights off and speed as fast as possible.

"And you offered me five hundred dollars to pierce you on the spot. We were jam packed and busy the day you walked in here like you owned the place. I remember thinking 'Rosco better kick her out' as soon as I looked at you."

I smiled, "But now you love my random visits... and I'm twenty."

"Honestly I'm not surprised. I was thinking nineteen or twenty-two because you don't look underaged, but you also don't look over twenty-five." Kelly explained, "When's your birthday?"

"Give it another year and I'll think about telling you."

She frowned, "You liar."

"Kelly, you are not wrong." I replied, "Can I see your phone?"

"Why?"

"To order a pizza... I'm gonna give you my number."

As expected, a huge smile erupted on her face, and she rose from the chair and ran to the back, to get her phone I'm guessing.

Soon enough, she came jogging back, phone in hand and unlocked. I typed number in her phone and handed it back to her.

She saved it then called to ensure that it was actually my number. I rolled my eyes at her and once I heard my ringer, I pulled it out of my pocket and answered it.

"Hello, this is twenty-year-old Jane, what the fuck do you need?"

Kelly and I talked for a few hours after that and it really helped clear my mind. She even texted me once I left to ensure one more time that it was seriously me.

I was pulled away from my thoughts as Stone came into view and took a seat next to me. He tapped the bar-top and started talking to me.

"Have you gotten any offers yet?"

I shook my head, "Laying low like you asked."

His eyes slightly widened, "Jane is listening to me? Never thought the day would come."

I let out a short fake laugh, "I'd also rather not have another broken limb."

"Smart choice. What've you been up to for the past two weeks?"

"Nothing."

"Bullshit."

I rolled my eyes and took a deep breath, "Planning."

"What?"

"It's personal."

"Why?"

"Stone."

He hummed, "Piss off."

"Why?"

"Stone!" I yelled, losing my patience.

He grinned, letting me know he's doing it on purpose. 

Reggie let out a chuckle, moving down the bar. "I forgot that Stone can be funny."

"Don't amp him up right now."

"Your mom." Stone replied.

Reggie practically lost it, he was laughing so hard that it made Eren, who was attempting to act clueless to our entire conversation, crack a smile.

Eren finished making a drink, glanced at me, then handed it to her. After she walked off, he joined us at the end of the bar and leaned on the countertop.

"I hate you all."

Stone groans, "We hate you too." he says, rubbing my head and messing up my curls.

"Never did I think you'd meet your match." Eren said, "You guys are like father and daughter."

"I say that all the time!" Reggie adds.

I stood up from the bar and went to the back door to my car, unlocking the door and hopping in. I pulled my phone out and called her. If anyone can ease my mind right now, it's her. She'll know exactly what to do to clear my head.

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A.N

I know it's been so long and after all that time I release this short ass chapter lmao. (Which probably has many grammatical errors, I don't edit these anymore. I just type slow, pray, and post.)

But I have something planned for next chapter and all I'm gonna say is it'll involve two women and a bed... think what you will.

Hope this is okay, I do my best.

Love you fucks <3.

-Zanavia.