#alex chapter

Heyy guys !! Not my best work, but I really wanted to focus on Alex as he wasn't very well developed in previous works. Hope you enjoy!! -Ace

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Alex let out a deep breath, rolling over in his bed. He stared blank-faced at the clock on his dresser - it was 6am. He sat up, pulling on a shirt and glancing over at the other weight on his mattress. Trent lay there, still asleep, hair a mess and smelling rancid.

Alex rolled his eyes and walked into the bathroom, pulling on a pair of sweatpants and shutting the door. He glanced at his reflection and shook his head - he was better than this, what was wrong with him?

Trent was taking over most of Alex's life by now, from always needing a ride to cheating in class, even going as far as landing in Alex's bed every few days.

Alex sat on the ledge of the bathtub, unable to face his reflection any longer. He could hear quiet footsteps outside, and he immediately knew Trent had woken up. He tried to rush over and lock the door - but Trent was faster, walking in and giving Alex a small, sleepy smile.

That smile.

That stupid smile. It drove Alex insane. He felt Trent's lips against his cheak. He didn't react. These things didn't affect him as much as they used to.

"You still keep it in your closet, right?" Trent whispered, nodding towards the doorway. Alex slowly shook his head, finally making eye contact.

"Did you really just come over last night to smoke?" Alex's voice was quiet and shaky.

Trent shrugged, eyes catching onto his reflection and scratching at his chin. "Did you think there was some other reason? I already told you, I don't like guys." Trent said off-handedly, rolling his eyes as if the very idea was beneath him.

"You can't say shit like that after last night." Alex snapped back, standing up and shoving past Trent and out of the bathroom. "Sex is among the many things you only ever receive in, Trent. You can't even act like you're doing it with a girl if you tried."

Trent scoffed, turning on his heel and leaving the room. Alex groaned and stood up straight, glancing at his phone before finally getting ready.

After around two hours of gruelingly awkward conversation, Alex pulled his truck into his usual parking spot and set up shop. A regular, a young man named Mason, looked like he'd been waiting there since daybreak.

"Isn't that the slutty homeless man you give free coke to?" Trent asked with a raised brow.

Alex didn't respond, instead sticking his head out of the window and waving Mason over. The pair stood and spoke for a moment like they were old friends, until Alex finally held out Mason's usual sale.

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I'll have a part two to this update within the next week, I ran out of writing magic halfway through.

Chapter 34 was something else right?! I loved writing from Alex’s perspective! I’ve never done it before and it was sooooo different from writing Kara or Lena. I’m not sure if I did it right and actually showed how different Alex’s thinking is. Alex is more objective. Practical. She compartmentalizes. She keeps her emotions set aside until she gets the job done. She rationalizes her reactions. She rarely lets her emotions cloud her judgement when she’s in Agent Danvers mode. And I liked writing that. It was different. I remember I had to rewrite most of the sentences in that chapter just so that they fit her personality more. That scene when Alex got out of the surgery, at first, my instincts kicked in and I was about to write her as having her breakdown there. But then I actually had to rethink everything and try to picture it from her point of view. She wouldn’t breakdown there. She’s a superior high ranking agent and wouldn’t risk losing herself in front of her agents. She wouldn’t breakdown there. She would keep on repeating the events of the day, finding a loophole where everything went wrong, trying to pinpoint the mistake she made. Because that’s who she is. So, I wrote this instead.

Also, Alex isn’t completely heartless. She’s cold and emotionless when need to be, but then she’s actually a very sensitive person. Unlike Lena, who - in my opinion - is actually so used to being emotionless that she tends to just stay that way. It’s not that she doesn’t have any emotions, it’s more that they’re just kept hidden so deep inside that she genuinely forgot where she hid them. That’s how different Alex and Lena are. So, even though I so so wanted to write Alex as being strong enough to keep it together (like Lena would have), I knew it wouldn’t stay true to her character. So, I made her breakdown. And there’s only 2 people she would breakdown in front of: Kara and Maggie (I would also consider adding Eliza to that list). Which is why I brought Maggie into that next scene and let Alex finally just cry it out. 

Chapter 35! Oh, I could go on and on about Chapter 35! That chapter is most definitely at the top five of my favorite chapters of PI. It was so much fun to write. And every time I told myself ‘Alright, time to edit this chapter and post it’ , I get another idea and start adding it to the chapter. Until it became 50 pages of a gigantic beautiful chapter! Longest chapter I’ve written so far. One of the very few chapters I’m actually very proud of. Both Krypton chapters were a thrill. I loved writing every and each scene in them. True they were both BLOODY HELL to write from how long they were, but I still enjoyed it nonetheless. (I’m gonna stop myself here, because seriously I could go on forever about Chapter 35!)