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[ chapter four, but i just came here for the — ]
( episode one ; pilot )

— warnings: drugs, drinking, sex/smut ??

NOW, THERE'S A COUPLE VERSIONS OF WHAT HAPPENED that night. It all depends on who you ask, and to be honest, I'm not always the most reliable narrator.

But Nate was fucking on one.

And in turn, Maddy was fucking on one.

Which meant that Brooke was fucking on one.

And jealousy was kinda their no. 1 manipulation tactic. Not in the Brooke and Nate direction cause, like, obvious reasons. Fuck, the Jacobs are weird but they're not, like, Game of Thrones weird.

Anyway, Brooke had kind of a habit of inserting herself in the Maddy and Nate drama since she and Maddy started and abruptly stopped hooking up. Which Nate just saw as a tactic to piss him off even further by dancing with his sister. Of course, he had no idea he was just a part of the stupid jealousy game they were playing and not the other way around.

But, once the anger Nate felt at the idea of Maddy dancing with Brooke began to wear off and his attention began to wander, Maddy dropped Brooke like a sack of bricks...

Angered, Maddy stormed towards the closes semi-hot guy she could find, feeling Brooke's furious gaze like daggers in the back of her head. But she just didn't give a fuck. She just sat herself right in the lap of some dumbass, sex-deprived douchebag knowing that was the best shot she had at pissing off both Jacobs siblings.

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⠀ SO, I FEEL LIKE IT'S IMPORTANT TO MENTION that, technically, there was another person involved in the Brooke - Maddy - Nate love triangle. When he wasn't high as a kite, of course, Xander enjoyed inserting himself between it all just cause he was bored and enjoyed pissing off Brooke.

Also, cause, and I feel like this was his main reason, he enjoyed fucking Brooke. And in order to do that, Maddy had to be out of the picture. At least for the night. Cause if Brooke's plan worked too well she'd end up in Maddy's bed and Xander would end up with... well, not Brooke.

Alright, it's not as creepy as it sounds 'cause, sure, Xander could be some guy using the fact that Brooke was trying to make someone she'd rather be with jealous as a way to manipulate her into sex. But Xander and Brooke were kinda best friends. Plus, there's no fucking way Brooke Jacobs was going to be manipulated into doing anything she didn't wanna fucking do.

That being said, Xander was still a prick. A horny, seventeen-year-old prick...

Brooke slid slowly down the cold wall till her ass hit the floor beside Xander, blunt between his lips. Legs hugged in tight toward her chest were a vast difference to Xander's spread out across the hall for other intoxicated teens to trip over,

"Brooklyn Jacobs," he greeted, blunt meeting his lips that formed into a smirk as the girl's name left them

"Alexander Campbell," she replied with a raised brow, knowing how much he resented the use of his full name

But, too high to give a fuck, Xander only chuckled, nudging her arm lightly with his elbow as he passed the joint to Brooke, "Not going well with your girl, I see,"

Coughing as the smoke hit her lungs, Xander forced himself to hold in a chuckle as she replied, "Honestly? I just came here to get fucking high," exhaling a white cloud, Brooke smiled at the sight of the blinking lights painting it blue, then purple, then pink

"And yet you're playing her game," sighing deeply, Brooke only shrugged as she closed her eyes, trying to let herself truly relax, "Always the way," Xander continued, but she only laughed. Giggling at the idea that she was so wrapped up in the idea of coming second place to her brother, whom pretty much everybody knew was a piece of shit. But something about the fact that she could still tell Maddy wanted her just kept her on the hook, "Admit it, you're super turned on right now," Xander smirked, eyes scanning the room until, finally, he found Maddy, who was glancing between where he sat with Brooke and where Nate was grabbing the ass of some blonde he clearly didn't give a fuck about. Legs slowly sliding down as her anxiety lessened, Brooke only smiled when she felt Xander's hand on her thigh, though he'd yet to take his eyes off Maddy. All he did was wink, high mind able to visualize the cartoonish smoke blowing from Madeleine's furious, jealous ears. Slowly, he leaned towards Brooke, nose lightly touching her cheek as his lips traced her ear, "Maddy pretty much hates me," he whispered, the blonde's eyes fluttering open slowly though she'd yet to notice her fling's stares, "So when I take your hand," Slowly, he traced his fingertips down, hand griping Brooke's resting between her parted thighs, "and we fuck in the bathroom, she'll be super pissed?" ignoring Maddy's obvious gaze Brooke leaned up and let Xander kiss her. Which, in hindsight, was probably not the best decision, but she was drunk and pissed and if Maddy didn't want her, there was somebody else that did.

Eyes fluttering open as Xander began to kiss down her jaw, Brooke only saw the backside of Maddy, taking her top off as she dragged the clueless young man behind her toward the pool.

"Bathroom," shoving Xander in anger he knew wasn't directed towards him but was absolutely a reflection of what sex with Brooke was about to be like. And he wasn't fucking complaining, "Now,"

Smirking as he nodded, Xander helped Brooke to her feet, both of them laughing as his hands wrapped around her waist.

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⠀ AND THAT'S RIGHT ABOUT THE TIME THAT     JULES decided to ghost her hookup and bike over to McKay's. Now, Jules texted Kat, but Kat didn't answer, because... well, she was getting up to the same shit as Xander and Brooke with some dick from St. Mary's. Bigger deal for Kat cause, like... Kat wasn't a prude, but she was a virgin.

Brooke, however, was not. A fact Xander had come to know very well... no pun intended.

Gross...

If Brooke had a nickel for every time she'd fucked Xander in Christopher Mckay's bathroom she'd probably have enough to get some actually decent weed from Fezco instead of whatever Xander had her smoking. The downstairs bathroom at the home of pretty much any go-to party-thrower had seen much worse than Brooke pressed up against the sink with her dress straps halfway down her shoulders and her panties on the floor.

"Fuck... f-fuck..." Drunk, angry sex had always been Brooke's favorite kind because there were just so many emotions and feelings in her body that amalgamated into the fucking best kind of orgasm. That and, well, Xander knew how to fuck. And, honestly, it wasn't a bad replacement for the night she was hoping to have with Maddy.

Maddy...

God she wished she was with Maddy. And Holy fuck thinking about Maddy really helped get her where she needed to be. 'Cause she and Maddy had definitely done a whole lot worse than fucking in a party bathroom.

Thoughts of Maddy swirled in her head as it hit the mirror rhythmically at Xander's pace, lips parting as she gasped for breath in an effort to keep quiet. Slowly Brooke's hand began to slide down between them, only for Xander to sway it away and replace it with his own.

Quiet moans escaped through parted lips as all worries ceased to exist in Brooke's mind. But just as she was getting to the fucking good part, a crash broke her heavenly thoughts, dragging her back into her body where yells came from the kitchen

"What was that?"

Gripping her waist, Xander's forehead met hers as his thrusts slowed and his eyes tightly closed, "Shh, shh, hold on, I'm almost-"

"Xander!" shoving him harshly, Xander was quick to pull away when he heard the worry in her voice, hands still around her though now stood still as they listened closely together

"Does anybody know who this is?"

"Oh God..."

"Does anybody know who the fuck Jules is?"

"Is that your brother?"

"Shit," sliding down off the sink without giving a shit that Xander was just stood there, dick out, jeans 'round his ankles, Brooke picked up her panties from the floor, "Shit! Did he say Jules?" she asked, underwear sliding up her legs before adjusting the straps of her dress

"Uh... I think?" Xander guessed, though, of course, he wasn't about to be much help

"Fuck," wiping her smeared lipstick from her face, Brooke tried her best to look somewhat presentable, surprised at the amount she'd managed to sober up from simply hearing her brother's angered yells, "Fuck, fuck!"

"Not really the tone I was looking for-" Xander teased, earning a harsh shove from his best friend as she stormed past him to unlock the bathroom door

"Shut up!" stressed and struggling with the lock, Brooke tugged and pulled to no avail.

Watching in utter confusion and amusement, Xander furrowed his brows, "I think it— I think you push-"

"Shut the fuck up!" Shoving the door open harshly, Brooke panicked to get her sneakers back on as she ran towards the source of the noise.

The overwhelming silence in the kitchen made Brooke's stomach turn as she tried to shove her way through the crowd that had come to a standstill

"Yo, is anybody here friends with Jules? Anyone?"

Breathless and mind spinning, Brooke desperately forced her way through, Xander walking at a much less urgent pace behind her but, hey, at least his pants were back on

"Move!" by the time Brooke actually made it Nate was already yelling in the face of some poor girl that didn't deserve to be receiving all his pent up rage and jealousy

"Does anybody know who the fuck this bitch is?" but, unlike every single fucking person at this party, Brooke didn't really give a shit about intervening in one of Nate's temper tantrums. Especially since she technically did know of Jules. Even if they hadn't met yet,

"Me!" stating in confusion at the stranger who'd just decided to stand up for her, Jules had tears in her eyes as she gripped the counter tightly, "I'm... she's my friend, Nate," Brooke lied, "So back the fuck off,"

But she'd forgotten that Nate was also fucking pissed at her, "Oh, she's your friend?"

"Yeah, so stop being a cunt and leave her alone," various whispers and 'ooooohs' from the audience that had gathered to witness the Jacobs family drama only made Nate's blood boil even more

"I don't believe you,"

"Nate, come on," Brooke pleaded, gripping his arm tight enough to leave crescent-shaped nail markings behind, "Leave her alone," but the man wouldn't listen, "Asshole!" Brooke tried to shove but he hardly moved "Back off!"

Practically throwing Brooke away, Nate shoved his sister to one side as he got up in Jules's face once again, finger pointed at her throat, "Somebody better speak up, or this bitch is gonna get fucked up!"

"Nate!"

Somehow, Xander managed to pick up on Jules's next movie quicker than the others speaking in the kitchen. Grasping Brooke by the arm, he hauled her back just in time for Jules to grab a knife from the kitchen counter, waving it at Nate

"Shit!"

"You wanna fucking hurt me?" she yelled, audience growing evermore anxious yet entertained as the chaos unfolded, Nate fully backing away into the scared little boy he was

"No, I was fucking kidding!"

Jules only continued to wave the knife, not believing his bullshit defense, "Back the fuck up! What the fuck is your problem?"

"Put the fucking knife down, okay," Nate pleaded with his hands up in genuine surrender, "It was a joke. It was a-"

"You wanna fucking hurt me?" Jules repeated, Xander and Brooke staring at one another then back at the angered blonde tormenting her brother

"No, no, no..."

"You have no fucking idea!" Holding up her arm, Jules used the knife to slice down ember forearm, pointing the now bloody-tipped blade king ah Nate, "See?"

"You're psycho!" Brooke struggled to hold in a laugh at her brother's cowardice. Granted, he was technically being held at knifepoint but this was a pretty big personality shift from just moments ago threatening to fuck Jules up.

Jules wiped her bleeding arm on Nate, smearing blood down his bicep as he continued to panic, "I'm fucking invincible!"

"You're a fucking freak!" Embarrassment and anger filled, Nate slipped away and out of the kitchen, shaking his head as he shoved his way unceremoniously through the crowd, "What the fuck?"

Jules sighed, slanting down as the blood started to trickle before widening her arms, knife still in hand to introduce, "By the way, I'm Jules," mockingly, she touted forwards in a bow, "I just moved here,"

Wide-eyed, Brooke stood frozen with her hands still tightly gripping the kitchen island as she watched Jules put the knife down. Xander, however, was grinning at how easily her Sailor Moon looking ass had put Nate Jacobs in his place

"Have you met Rue?" Jules stared cluelessly as Rue, who'd been watching in awe and appreciation from across the room, smirked as much as she could in her inebriated state.

I mean... right?

sorry for not updating i was too stressed about the finale i couldn't write 😭 and rightfully so like holy fuck how did so much yet so little happen, i already have ideas even if i haven't even finished writing the pilot gshdhhsh, honestly glad i started this book when i did bc it gives me a reason to rewatch and obsess over this show lol

also, i dont write smut so like apologizing if it was super bad or too imagery-filled n not enough actual smut. just im trying to write what i'm comfortable with n this is a euphoria fic and there's so much sex in euphoria so i thought id try but lmk if it was too much or bad or smth bc feedback rlly helps me improve my writing n not make the same mistakes again!

also hoping people get the song title bc it's one of my fav songs and also from the playlist lol

ALSO also new cover whoop whoop hope u like it!

ty for reading! <3