/Third Person POV/
Jace followed his brother. He had enough of him blaming others for his misery. Also, he was irked because they lost their father and Alex was worried about petty things instead. Every single time he made it about himself. No matter what the issue at hand was, Alex needs to be the centre of attention.
"Alex, wait!" The painter hollered at his brother.
From the way he was furiously walking out, Jace knew he would take his car and drive out. It was his method of calming himself, driving rashly on the door. Whenever he does that Jace gets worried.
"Leave me alone" Alex yelled over his shoulder, his teeth gritted.
This is what Jace was talking about. He always manages to make it about himself. The painter let out a sigh. He did not want Alex to go out. They were all
