broken crown

character name: Jayden “Jay” Hawkins age & birthday: 26 & November 9th, 1995 gender & pronouns: Cis Man, He/Him place of birth & time in Fallbrook: Born and raised in Fallbrook district: Eris occupation: Mechanic at Auto Collision and Restoration faceclaim: Finn Cole secret: Used to help his parents shoot up because he couldn’t handle watching when they began to withdrawal.

CHARACTER BIOGRAPHY TWs: drugs, neglect, addictions, infidelity, child neglect

Abigail wanted to ask him if he ever even loved her, but she wasn’t ready for the answer. It was a double edge sword however he answered, so why ask? Had he hurt as much as her or was it a way out of the relationship inside of a mistake? She wasn’t supposed to trust anything that came out of his mouth anymore. Abigail gave him a look that said they both knew better than his I would never. “Why do you always defend her so much?” She wanted to be mad or jealous about it, but she was tired of the way he made her feel. She spent their entire relationship trying to prove to him that he was more than his parent’s mistakes and never realized that she was the one who never met his expectations. “Yeah.” Abi nodded in defeat. “Okay well everyone’s got stuff going on at home. Don’t they?” Abigail pointed off with both thumbs. “Maybe I should go.” She saw no point in sticking around to chat like he wanted if he wasn’t going to be honest with her. 

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Jay turns his head to look over at Abigail. “She’s my friend too, Abigail.” His words are soft as if he’s trying not to rub the fact in her mind especially if she thinks that Chelsea is the one that he slept with. He shoves his hands into the pockets of his jeans. Exhaling, the man shakes his head at her words. “Don’t...” He brushes his tongue along his lower lip as he steps closer, reaching out but pausing before his hand made contact with her arm. “It wasn’t Chelsea. Just... some chick at a party. She was high, I was drunk.” He swallows as he pulls his hand away from her. “I don’t have an excuse for what I did, Abigail. Not a single one.” He lifts his eyes up towards her. “And I don’t know how to... even begin to help you understand it.”

In a town as small as Fallbrook, Astrid had her doubts about his claim but didn’t call him out on it. The guy had something dark in his stare and it matched the dead thing in hers. It made her feel like he was the first person she met in Fallbrook with potential for friendship or whatever. She pushed a wind swept strand of hair out of her face and took a drag from her cigarette too. Astrid nodded, she didn’t know anyone who didn’t like taking in the ocean breeze every now and then. “You’d be fucking weird if you didn’t.” That filter most people had wasn’t installed in Astrid as a child. “Yeah? So you work nearby.” The blonde didn’t mind their silent moments. Growing up in a household full of loud people and city traffic as a constant buzz made her enjoy those moments when the world went mute for a bit. “Maybe you should get my number and let me know the next time you want to dig your toes in sand and stare at the waves.”

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Jay chuckles lowly under his breath as he brings his cigarette up to his lips, placing it between his lips. “It would be fuckin’ weird for someone to come to the beach if they hated it.” He knows she’s not referring to his comment about not knowing a single thing that’s happening in the town because why would a kid from Eris know shit? He turns his head to look over at the blonde sitting next to him as he nods his head. “Yeah, I work at the mechanic shop. My uncle owns it.” He takes puff of his cigarette, removing it from the space between his lips. “You want to come to the beach with me more?”

Abigail stilled for a second when Jay looked at her after saying his full name. She thought he was about to scold her and she was prepped to snap back, but he ignored it. Her eyes softened the smallest amount when she realized that meant he was still okay with her having that part of him and she had no idea what to do with that information. She had to remind herself that it was easy enough for him to forget her when he cheated. The closure you need to move on. That was it. For being someone from Eris, Jay was never a fighter. Not even for her and she should never have expected him to be. Was she really crazy enough to think he was more than what they said about him the whole time they had been together? Everything felt like a lie, it made her furrow her eyebrows at him (just for a sec again). Abigail had to work to loosen her tightened jaw. “Don’t take me for a fool, Jayden Hawkins. I saw her walk of shame.”

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Jay didn’t know how to fight for her at this point. How does he explain his actions in a reasonable manner? He fucked her ex-best friend while he was drunk at an Eris party and she was high. It wasn’t his proudest moment and the fact it had hurt the woman next to him in a way he could never even imagined. How could he selfishly ask her to take him back when he watched the way she lit up around Marcos at the festival a few months ago? “I would never,” he shoves his hands into the pockets of his jeans. Even though in some way he did. By cheating on her, he turned her into a fool... Someone capable of letting the world know that he wasn’t a piece of shit like they thought he was only to turn around and be one. “She’s got some stuff going on at home. She needed somewhere to crash, that’s it.” He lifts his eyes up towards her. 

Chelsea gave a single nod, leaning back into her family van is as she looked down at the street beneath her feet. “Did you ever feel like you couldn’t be yourself with her? Sometimes I feel like you’re the only one who sees the whole me–which sounds like a fuckin’ gross cliche but it’s fuckin’ true. You’re the only one that can handle it.” She rambled a bit, mumbling bits to herself but knowing her could hear just the same as she kicked a few pebbles from under her. “I’ve been lettin’ Wren Schneider hang around me a bit–bit too much. Oh–that’s also why Abi’s pissed, thinks I’m going after all her exes…” Her head shook softly, knowing that she definitely deserved it. But if she were honest with herself, putting distance between her and Wren had more to do with how broken she was, than Abi. Though Abi served as an excellent excuse when she didn’t feel like admitting that to herself. Chelsea only looked up when Jay’s hand suddenly came into view. Her eyes darted from his hand, to his eyes, before she understood. The woman took a breath, and reached out for the hand. The words that accompanied the gesture though, shocked her. Her head was quick to shake, “What on earth makes you say somethin’ like that? Like thank you but–I just don’t wanna make trouble for you or Abi or whatever.”

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Jay nodded his head a little, shoving his hands into his pockets. “No one really understands what a shitty household feels like,” he muttered. “She didn’t have the best upcoming but it’s fuckin’ embarrassing to admit some of the shit we’ve been through to people because then they look at you with that pity in their fuckin’ eyes...” He glanced in her direction. “I’m the only one who has been through it.” He scoffed, shaking his head at her words. “Abi is just taking out her pain and anger on anyone who crosses her path. I don’t think it really has anything to do with you.” He told the brunette in front of him. “The fact I didn’t really... disclose who I decided to put my dick into... It might be making her wonder who the fuck it could have been... I also haven’t been that great when it comes to flaunting new chicks around town so I think she’s just expecting anyone to fuck her over since I did.” His hand wrapped around hers. “You’ve always put everyone above yourself including your fuckin’ dick head for a father.” He shook his head at her words. “I don’t think Abi and I are gettin’ back together and even if they were. You’re my friend, Chels. Nothing is going to change that.”