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Amber's P.O.V

           "What do you mean that he's moving in with us? I get that you’re marrying Dave but that doesn’t mean that Jack has to move in too. YOU KNOW I HATE HIM yet you still choose to make me live with him" I yell with anger clearly laced in my voice

             "watch your language young lady, now Jack is a nice boy and you will be nice when he comes and starts to unpack, understood?" She says, being very stern with me.

            "I wish I moved in with Dad! He's so much better than you!" I snap back at her.

             "Amber!" She gasps.

The hurt from my words was clear in her eyes, causing me to immediately feel satisfied.

            "Fuck off!" I say, storming back to my room before slamming the door.

      I could hear her call my name but I didn't care about anything she had to say. So, I instead plug my phone up to my speaker and blast the music knowing that it would piss her off.

             "Amber, I was calling you!" She says, barging her way into my room.

             "I know, I heard you, I didn't care then, and I definitely don't care now." I say while putting my hair into a messy bun.

             "I don't know what has gotten into you but they’re here and you will behave!" She explains while turning down my music and walking back downstairs.

      I close my door and change into more comfortable clothes before walking downstairs to go help with whatever it is that they might need.

      I put on a fake attitude and smile at Mr.Dave before speaking.

               "Hey Mr.Dave is there anything you need help with?" I say, hoping he would say no.

                "No” He starts.

Yes!

               "I think we’ve got everything under control but you can call me Dave from now on" he says with a warming smile.

        I simply smiled back, I didn't have a problem with Dave, It was just his son that I hated.

         On my way up the stairs back to my room, I am forced to pass Jack.

              "Slut." He scoffs

             "Fuckboy." I cough before rolling my eyes and going back into my room.

         Don't get me wrong Jack is really attractive, sexy even. He's just always hated me for some odd reason so, instinctively I hated him back.

         As a junior he would make up rumors about me and spread them throughout the entire school. Since he's more popular than me, they were spread around quickly.

         I used to cry because of him, and now I have to share a bathroom with him.

Great.

3 hours later

                     "Amber me and Dave are going out, please behave yourself." My mom calls out, causing me to immediately run downstairs to her.

                     "Momma please don't go, he just got settled in, no need to rush and leave!" I say grabbing her arm and holding it tightly, before she somehow finds an escape

                     "We're going to look for a bed cover that we both like." She says while giving me the 'not now' look before having me ignore it as I continue to persist.

                     "Mom, can I at least go with you? Please, you can't leave me here with him, I will die!" I say emphasizing my words.

                      "I'm sure you'll be just fine." She says

       My mom and Dave then quickly make their exits, saying nothing else as they close the door shut behind them.

I want do die really bad right now.

I don't want to deal with the idea of being left alone with Jack. Secretly, he scares me and I didn’t want to think about what could happen if I was here at his mercy.

        I watched as my mom left the driveway with David, having me bang my head against the door in frustration.

                    "Whyyy?" I think to myself.

                    "Why are you such a fucking whore? Yeah, don’t worry I wonder the same thing."

Did I say that out loud?

                    "Go fuck yourself " I say, getting myself back together as I walk past him before going back into my room.

I guess I'm going to be spending a lot of time here from now on.

                    "My friends are coming over so try not to be such a bitch. Please?" Jack calls out as he makes his way into the kitchen.

       I didn't respond to him because I would truthfully rather kill myself before listening to anything he has to say to me. So, instead I slam the door shut in response, hoping that it would piss him off as it pisses off my mom.

15 minutes later

After about fifteen minutes of watching N*****x and binging on sour patch kids the door bell rang.

         I immediately begin hearing loud talking and I soon realized Jack's friends were here. So, I decided to go downstairs, mainly to get on jack's nerves but I was also getting thirsty.

       As I walk downstairs and into the kitchen the conversation that was once heard amongst the boys grows silent.

                      "Um, what the fuck do you think you're doing?" Jack says with annoyance laced in his voice.

                       "Um…I'm getting water?" I said, mocking him.

                       "Didn't I tell you to stay upstairs?"

                        "Well I'm sorry but last time I checked, I don’t have to listen to you.” I say rolling my eyes as I attempt to brush past him, but I was stopped before I had the chance.

        Jack grips my wrist and unexpectedly slams me up against the fridge, causing his friends Jonas and Sammy to flinch by the action. His touch sent a sensational feeling through my body that was unexplainable but I chose to ignore it.

                        "If I'm gonna be living here then you're going to respect me." He says with a devilish smirk stained on his face as he hovered over me.

                        "Well then, I guess you better leave." I say, snatching my wrist back before walking past him and going back upstairs to my room.

                       "Wait!" Sammy calls out

             

                       "What?" I reply, rolling my eyes in the process.

                       "Why don't you come hang with us?" Jonas says while smirking. But, before I could answer Jack had intervened.

                       "No it's okay, she can go back to her room she probably doesn't wanna hang with us anyway."

He wasn't wrong, I didn't want to hang out with them. I honestly want to just go upstairs and finish watching my series on N*****x but I wasn't going to skip this chance to annoy Jack.

                       "Don't be so sure Jack, I would love to hang with you guys!” I said smirking at Jack and walking over to where Sammy and Jonas were.

                       "So, what do you wanna do?" I question, trying to make this a little more interesting for me.

                       "Nothing now that you’re here.” Jack says, having me slightly laugh to myself at his now sour demeanor.

                        "Well, I have an idea!" Sammy says causing us all to turn our attention towards him.

                        "Of course you do.” Jack huffs as he takes a sip of his drink.

                        "I could fuck your sister." Sammy replied in a somewhat serious tone as he brings his hand to my inner thigh, rubbing it slowly. Jack didn't seem too happy about that.

        I begin to blush at Sammy’s actions, seeing as I've always had a crush on him.

                       "Aww, look at her. She's blushing." Sammy says, looking at me with a smirk.

                       "Maybe you should go take her back to her room then!" Jonas jokes with a slight chuckle.

                      "Haha. very funny. “ I say before pushing Sammy’s hand away from me.

                     “Let’s do something more fun. What about the questions game?" I asked causing everyone to agree out of boredom.

                     "Okay I'll start... Jack, why do you hate me?" I question, eyeing him closely.

                      "Because you’re a slut, Amber. And not only that but you cause drama everywhere that you go" He says casually causing me to grow offended.

                      "How am I a slut if I'm still a vigrin, unlike you!" I said looking him up and down with a disgusted look.

                      " You’re still a virgin?" Sammy coughs, choking on his drink.

                      "Yes. Which is why Jack's statement doesn’t even make any sense.” I say in my defense.

                        "Won't be for long" I hear someone mumble, taking me somewhat off guard.

I couldn't tell who it was but it wasn't Sammy, I know that for sure.

        After about 20 minutes of playing games Sammy and Jonas left, leaving just me and Jack...alone.