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
Amber's P.O.V The vision of Violets almost lifeless body continues to play in my head as I can't help but dwell upon everything that I just witnessed. I should've never went inside of Zac's room. I wish they never would've left me here alone with her, because then maybe I wouldn't have been put in that situation. My eyes close shut, forcing more tears to fall as I continue to let my emotions get the best of me. I don't understand anything that I saw on those security cameras either. What were in those boxes? What was happening inside of that building? Why was there footage of a random couple inside of their home? What type of shit are the boys really involved in? My thoughts continue to wrack my brain, causing me to grow physically sick from all of my worrying. I hold my head in my hands, trying to push away all of the negativity that was now starting to consume me. Warm tears continue to trail down my face, causing me to lay my body down againstJjac
Jack’s P.O.V Smoke flies throughout the dark and rotted room as we ascend from the safe, having our vision be momentarily blinded. I quickly turn off my flashlight before switching on the laser sight to my gun as we cautiously go to make our escape. As we maneuver our way throughout the burnt structure the loud sound of bullets flying seems to cease, allowing the space to grow eerily silent. The addictive feeling of adrenaline rushing through my bloodstream sends my senses into a heightened state as Zac and I continue to sweep each space in which we walk into. “Rocco, copi?” Zac whispers into the radio attached to his vest as we bring ourselves into a secluded area of the barely standing estate.(Rocco, do you copy?) Static fills the space, having us both curse silently as Rocco was our emergency escape plan. Zac releases a frustrated breath of air as he turns his radio off once again, having him go to raise his gun in the process. As Zac
Jack's P.O.V "I swear I'm going to slit Luca's fucking throat if there's nothing here." Zac spits, as he shuffles in his seat, seemingly tense. I look outside my passengers side window at the dark plot of land, seeing the semi burnt and demolished property. Zac cracks his neck, trying to cope with all of the adrenaline pumping through his bloodstream as he continues to eye down the abandoned estate. "Did he ever say who sent him to collect information?" I question out. Before Zac can answer he is interrupted by the sound of his radio going off, allowing us to hear the static voice of his family's men on the other side. "Clear." Zac immediately takes action, having him quickly jump out of the car with angry footsteps as I go to reload my gun. I quickly hop out of the SUV before going to stand beside Zac, mimicking his pace. "He gave me a fake name. I looked into them, they don't ex
Gianna's P.O.V I sit in complete boredom as I stare down at the professor as she continues her long summoner about physics, no longer finding interest in her words. My eyes slowly find their way over to the empty seat beside me, having a sense of sadness fill my being as I look over at where Amber once used to sit. I feel like such a failure. The sound of the professor dismissing the class snaps me out of my thoughts, having me quickly go to collect my belongings before exiting the classroom. As I make my way through the crowded halls I decide to pull out my phone in order to text Heidi. Queen Heidi👑🥰To Queen Heidi👑🥰: Hey babes! Can I come over? I need to talk to you. Not delivered Frustration immediately wells its way into my chest as I watch my text fail to send due to its lack of service. What the fuck?!!! Why are all of my texts and calls still not going throu
Amber's P.O.V My eyes slowly open to reveal the same godforsaken cell that I've been kept in for what feels like weeks now. It's always the same. Wake up, cry, eat, sleep, repeat.It never changes. A part of me is grateful that I've been placed here because I no longer have to deal with the nonsense of the guards or any of these psychopathic people. But the other part of me is petrified as I know that I'm just here to await my inevitable demise. Slowly, I sit myself up against the hard mattress, feeling my entire body ache as I go to rub my stomach that was now holding my unborn child. A small tear begins to form as I continue to think about all of the terrible outcomes that will take place once I give birth. "I'm so sorry I can't protect you." I whisper to myself, hoping that my child would miraculously be able to hear me. "Mommy loves you very much. Don't ever forget that." I cry, feeling myself become overtaken with e
Giannas P.O.VThe bright sunlight spills into our hotel suite, causing me to slowly awaken. My eyes flutter open, having me look across the room to see that the other queen sized bed was empty and no longer being occupied by Jovana's sleeping form. I slowly rise from my spot on the bed before bringing myself into the living room area of this huge suite. As I walk over to the sofa, I notice Jovana already seated as she scrolls through different shows to watch on the huge flat screen tv. "Goodmorning." I greet as I sit myself down on the opposite end of the couch. "Finally, you're awake!" She says as she turns the tv off, now giving up on what to watch. "I was thinking that maybe we should visit that beach club that our Uber driver from yesterday was talking about. I looked up the empress hotel and their parties look out of this world." She says somewhat excitedly. I nod my head at her words having me look down at m
VDA: These are not real nightclubs in Las Vegas.Gianna's P.O.V "Please fasten your seatbelts. We will begin our descend shortly and welcome to fabulous Las Vegas." The flight attendant says over the loud intercom. A small wave of excitement begins to overtake me as I secure myself within my designated seat.I'm going to find you Amber.No matter what it takes. "Fucking finally! I feel like we've been on this plane forever now!" Heidi whines, causing me to roll my eyes at her dramatics. "It's only been an hour." Jovana states before I have the opportunity to do so myself. "An hour too long. I'd much rather have flown first class." Heidi continues to complain as the plane begins to slowly lose its altitude. "Heidi, we already went over this. If we fly first class then we-" I start to begin before being cut off. "Then we risk being caught by my fath
A Few Hours Later Amber's P.O.V I sit on the hard bed springs for what felt like hours, having hot tears burn my cheeks as I continue to stare blankly at the other side of the room. Why am I here? How long will they keep me here? Why would Jack let this happen to me? Why is this happening to me? Does he actually enjoy having me here? Will Toro actually help me get out of this place? Will I ever get my freedom back? If I never would've went to that party , would this still be happening to me? If I would've listened to Jovana and stayed home that night, would I still be here? Would everything be different if I never would've went to the police? Would I still be here if I never would've missed Jack ? I hate myself. How did I end up in this situation? How will I get out of this situation? I bring my hands up to my forehead, feeling the heavy chains on my wrist as I attempt to massage out the feverish headache in which I was feeling. Harsh hiccups rack my
Amber's P.O.V An involuntary yelp escapes me as Toro's rough hands wrap around my arm. He pulls my body to his side rather aggressively before bringing me towards the only door in this cursed room. My body continues to tremble as he leads me down the narrow halls; having more tears blur my vision as thoughts about what I just witnessed continue to cloud my mind. "Please just let me go! I-I p-promise I don't know a-anything! I told Zac everything I know! Please... you have to b-believe me." I say, begging with the man for dear life as he continues to take me to the unknown. Toro says nothing in response, not even sparing me a single glance as he continue to drag me down the hall towards the elevator in which I originally came from. Uncontrollable sobs continue to escape me as images of Violets blood spilling into the carpet continue to haunt me.I can't believe she's dead. I can't believe Zac just killed her right in front of me
Gianna's P.O.V It's been nearly two months since ambers disappearance and no one seems to know anything. The police have been absolutely no fucking help in this and Xion claims to not have any information that could possibly help me find her. I just don't understand how this could've happened. I've searched the entire internet for information on Zac and his family but I can never find anything useful.The internet makes it seem as if his family are charitable saints that own legitimate businesses and donate to children's hospitals. It's all bullshit! A loud groan escapes my lips as I slam my computer shut in frustration. I push my body off of my bed's frame before going over to my purse and quickly retrieving my dab pen. I inhale a deep breath of smoke before exhaling and releasing all of the built up tension within me. As I stand in the corner of the space my eyes wander over to ambers old side of the room, making me think back to the conversation