Amber's P.O.V As we walk into the massive party I immediately turn my phone off and place it back into my pocket, completely disregarding Gianna's message. Jack's hand reaches for mine, having him hold onto me rather firmly as he leads me through the crowd of dancing people. I walk a little bit behind him, allowing him to lead the way as my vision becomes slightly impaired by all the flashing lights and thick clouds of smoke. The further we walk into the house the more prominent the smell of weed becomes, making me feel as though I'd get high just from being here. We all eventually make our way into the kitchen, seeing the multiple bottles and packs of seltzer's filling the countertop as a small crowd of drunken people fill the space. I notice Zac glaring over at one of the guys across from us, having his whole entire demeanor shift as he begins to approach him. He places an intimidating hand on his shoulder, pulling him in close as if they were friends. "
Amber's P.O.V I feel a sense of adrenaline rush throughout my entire body, making me feel alive. "Jack, I can literally hear my heart beating in my chest." I say as he pulls my body closer to his now that we were standing in the middle of the dance floor. "I know, but it makes you feel amazing doesn't it?" He asks as he runs his fingers through my hair. I nod my head at him honestly, feeling all the energy in my body pulsate throughout my veins.I never want this feeling to end. "Dance with me because this high isn't going to last long." He says before turning my body around so that my backside was now pressed against him. I lean my head back, allowing it to rest against his shoulder as I begin to move my body to the rhythm of the music. Jack's hands slide down my frame, having them stop at my hips as I start to grind them into him, knowing that that's what he wanted me to do. The song 'Electric Soul' begins to play throughout the speakers
*TRIGGER WARNING*Amber's P.O.V Jack wraps his arm around my frame, tightly holding me in place as I drape my legs over his. My eyes scan across his group of friends, noticing that Zac was now missing.I wonder where he ran off to. I shrug my shoulders at the thought, as I choose to focus my attention downcast while feeling out the effects of the alcohol. My thoughts begin to bring me back to Gianna, causing a sense of happiness to rush throughout me. I love hanging out with Gianna.She's such good energy and I'm so happy I got to spend some time with her tonight.I just hope she's okay, I felt so bad leaving her alone but I didn't have a choice. "Oh! Hey Amber." I hear a deep voice say, taking me out of my thoughts. I immediately look up to find a familiar looking dude standing next to Zac as they approach our area. Jack's body instantly tenses underneath mine, having him furrow his eyebrows at me as he flickers his eyes over to the very familiar look
"So, why is my heart broke?" -Lana Del Rey Amber's P.O.V I remain in Jack's hold, crying within his arms for what felt like forever as we sit silently against each other, allowing nothing to be heard other than the music playing in the background. Jack rubs a soothing hand against my back in efforts to get me to calm my emotions, and in some sick way I'm somehow able to find a sense of comfort in it. "Are you okay?" Jack asks as he slightly pulls away from me, looking me directly in the eyes as he uses his thumbs to wipe away my fallen tears. I avoid making eye contact with Jack, choosing to focus my attention on my sweaty palms instead as I timidly shake my head no to answer his question. "I'm sorry baby, I love you. I don't want you to feel like this. Do you want to leave?" He asks, having me nod my head immediately in response. "Okay, I'll get us an Uber right now."
Amber's P.O.V I sit in a cradled position against Jack's tub, allowing the water to flow freely down onto me as my mind begins to take me back to tonight's events. Everything that Jack has done and said to me tonight proves to me that he is unstable. It's almost as if he's incapable of comprehending or understanding the emotions of others. It's all about what he wants or what he sees fit He said it himself "he didn't think he was capable of actually caring for anyone other than himself" and it's true. He doesn't care, and maybe it's not his fault, maybe there's some type of chemical imbalance in his brain that prevents him from being able to. But I need him to start caring enough about me to control his actions towards me whenever he gets angry or upset. Because I'm not sure how much more of his abuse that I can take. It hurts me to be with Jack, not only physically but, mentally and emotionally too. And even though deep down I still love him, it's not enough to make me
Amber's P.O.V I'm awoken from my sleep as the feeling of someone's lips against the skin of my neck causes me to become alert. My eyes shoot open, only to be met with Jack as he leans his entire body over mine. "You're awake!" Jack says in satisfaction as he smiles down at me. I awkwardly smile back up at him in response as I cautiously sit my body upright. "Are you hungry? I made you some breakfast." He asks enthusiastically. I hesitantly nod my head at him in response, allowing him to grab onto my hand before bringing me with him into the living room. The smell of freshly cooked food fills the open air, causing my stomach to growl as I take in the aroma. I sit myself down at one of the barstools in the kitchen, watching Jack as he makes my plate for me. As Jack begins to pile my plate with a variety of different foods, my mind begins to take me back to our conversation from last night.I want to learn more about Jack's disorders and how they affec
Amber's P.O.V I look over at Violet, watching as she begins to bring herself over to the living room area.Since it's just us now, maybe I can find out more about the type of "business" that Jack had to go handle. A small breath of air escapes my lips as I force myself to go over to where Violet was now standing. I watch as she stretches her body into a relaxing position on the couch before changing the show that Jack was previously watching. I bring myself over to the chair stationed next to her before taking a seat and focusing my attention on the big screen. We both remain silent for a few moments as Violet continues to flip through the Netflix selections in search for something good to watch. "So..." I start in order to break the silence. Violet flickers her eyes over to me briefly as she continues to flip through the variety of different shows to watch. "Yeah...?" She asks, somewhat mocking my tone. I roll my eyes to mys
Amber's P.O.V Anxiety strikes my body as my eyes immediately fixate upon the large assault rifle sitting on top of a metal chest beside Zac's bed. I furrow my eyebrows together in fear as I can only imagine what other type of horrible things could be filling up his chest.Why the fuck would anyone need a gun this big?And who just leaves something like this laying out? My eyes begin to frantically scan the room, stopping as I notice a series of surveillance footage being displayed across three of his computer screens. Slowly, I walk further into the room, having my curiosity for what was being filmed take over me. I bring myself over to his desktop, having confusion flood my body as I try to make out what I was watching. On one screen there's an older woman standing in a very expensive looking kitchen as she prepares herself something to eat. The entire dining, kitchen and living space can be seen on the footage, allowing me to see who I assume to be her husband in t