Something New | Discontinued

[ 5 ] Idiot Older Brother

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Something New

[ Chapter 5 ] Idiot Older Brother

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Hayden

11 Months

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As the purest form of torture I had endured to get here was now complete, I felt that I most certainly deserved a drink.

"Slow down there," Jay laughed before clapping me on the back. I shook my head, feeling the burn of the bourbon Eddy had sent us as it slid down my throat. "You tryin' to choke, or something?"

"No," I coughed a bit after sucking in a deep breath. Despite Jay's jock exterior, he was actually kind of a lightweight. He'd always cop out during our days with Axel and his merry men.

I still didn't know why Jay had accepted such a lovely gift from our very own mister Eddison after all that had gone down. I half thought we were done with those bastards the second they skipped town. But as luck would have it, both of my siblings seemed to think otherwise.

"Hayden-"

"What?" I chuckled, slamming the glass back down on the bar and waving the bartender back over. "I'm out for the summer, and I've only got one semester left of school. That's it! Then I don't have to worry about Elias breathing down my neck anymore."

Jay rolled his eyes at me, pushing his own glass forward for the barkeep to refill. He may try to do his best around Wren, but I knew I could corrupt him.

For tonight, anyway.

Watching my idiot of an older brother down his shot in under a second, I turned my attention back to the rest of the creepily empty bar. The place was fairly run-down for such the 'one and only nightlife attraction' that this side of Boston had to offer. The dark wood was sticky with old booze and the place smelled like cigarette smoke. There were old photos up on the wall behind Jay and I, along with two currently occupied booths. There were maybe ten barstools lining the bar, but to my knowledge, that was it.

To think I'd driven all the way to Boston for this.

"Jay!" One of the few occupants of the booth called out, his words slurring along with the stumble he took upon attempting to stand up. I couldn't help but feel bad for the guy; seemed as if they lovely lady on his arm was in for quite the bad night. "Heading back to the hotel."

Jay nodded to them as his so called team members fled the poor excuse of a bar, this leaving the place solely to Jay and I.

At least now I could get to the bottom of things.

"Why'd they bounce so quick?" I asked, swirling the ice cubes around as I picked up the glass. "Thought this was their idea."

"Their idea was to get laid-" Jay cut himself short, his ringtone interrupting his utterly riveting explanation.

I didn't have to be sober to notice the wince that crossed his face at the sight of Wren's number flashing across his cracked phone screen.