*Grab your flashlights! Things get really dark from here.* “Fooling everyone, telling them she’s having fun.” -Lana Del ReyAmber's P.O.V I climb into the crowded SUV before being pulled onto some random guys lap as there were no vacant seats available for me. The guy driving the car turns the music back up, having my body slightly vibrate due to its somewhat intense bass. I flicker my eyes a couple of times, allowing them to adjust as I look up at the dark haired guy staring down at me. "I really like your costume." The guy whose name I don't care to know says over the music as he pulls me further down onto his crotch. "Thank you." I say into his ear as I wrap my arm around his neck, smiling as I pretend as if he were Jack. I feel the guy sitting on the other side of the car grab onto my legs before pulling them
Amber's P.O.V I look down at my reflection in the water through my blurred vision, before wiping away my fallen tears. My eyes scan around the party surrounding me, looking at the different individuals dressed up in costumes. I hate everyone here. Everyone knew about the two students from campus that went missing, it was all anyone ever talked about once it hit the news. Yet no one cared enough to actually help me look for them. I hate this campus I hate this sorority I hate this pool I hate everything!!! With shaky hands, I use the tile underneath me to bring myself back to my feet. Slowly I begin to walk away from the pool, stumbling slightly in the process as I go to find myself more alcohol in order to push away all of my sorrows. Why isn't anything strong enough? Why do I keep fucking thinking about Jack?! I need something more. As I begin to walk towards the back door in order to reach the inside of the house I feel someone ac
*TRIGGER WARNING*Jack's P.O.V My eyes bore into her watery ones, feeling an array of different emotions cast over me as I tighten my grip around her neck. One month. That's all it took for her to forget about me? I thought about her every single day while I was in that fucking bunker. Not a day went by where I didn't think about her, yet she was here, getting drunk, dressing like a whore and fucking other guys. "Jack?!" Her pathetic and drunken voice calls out, only causing more anger to course throughout my body. They told me to kill her. They told me to fucking kill her after going to the police and getting all of Zac's intel compromised. How stupid can she be? Now she's a fucking liability. If it weren't for her I would've been back a long time ago. If it weren't for her I wouldn't have had to fake my death. Now it's going to be even harder to protect her from Zac's family. But honestly, why should I? She probably did all of this shit on pu
Ambers P.O.V I slowly peel my eyes open, feeling an extreme stinging sensation within them as the artificial light within the room begins to burn my retina's. As I feel myself regaining consciousness a nauseated feeling immediately strikes my being as my head starts to throb against my skull. My sore and aching body begins to tremble against the sheets beneath me as I struggle to take a breath. I feel so weak. Emotionally, mentally and physically. I've never felt so weak in my life. As I try to bring my hands up to my face in order to rub the back of my head and tend to my sore and throbbing scalp, I am restricted as the feeling of cold metal against my wrists stops my movements completely. Panic starts to set in as I slowly begin to remember the events from last night, making me realize that I have no idea where I am right now. I cautiously begin to sit myself up against these hard bed springs, causing an immense amount of pain to flo
Amber's P.O.V The red headed woman raises her hand at the tattooed man, officially dismissing us both from the space. The man whose name I assume was Toro guides me away from her office and through the very expensive and elegant-looking hallways before bringing me back over to the elevator in which we just came from. "Please sir! Please don't do this! Where are you taking me?" I ask, pleading with him frantically. The man quickly opens the door to the glass chambers, completely ignoring my question as he leads us back into the metal box where he selects the second floor.I need to find Jack. If I just explain everything to him then maybe he'll get me out of this place. They trust him.He's the only one that can help me. I need him more than anything right now. I just need him to listen. "Where is Jack?! Can you please take me to him?! " I ask, pleading with him once again as the elevator begins
I just want to take a moment to reimplement the trigger warning. This portion of the book is going to include some dark themes. There will be many triggering and sensitive subjects so please proceed with caution. This book may become hard to read at times (hopefully) butt I just want to say that you have been warned🤍Amber's P.O.V I cry silently to myself, feeling the car continue to sway as my arms remain hooked against the metal frames behind me. Different sniffles can be heard around the space as my body continues to fall into the person sitting beside me.Everything is going to be okay.Jack will save me.Jack will bring me out of this place.They trust Jack, he can get them to understand.I just need him to listen to me. I need him to hear my side of the story instead of what he thinks may have happened. Once he realizes the truth, I know he'll bring me out of this place.I just know it. After riding around in this uncomfortable position for what felt like ho
Amber's P.O.V My eyes cautiously roam around the dimly lit room before deciding to sit myself down on the bed before me . Once I find myself seated on the firm but soft mattress my eyes then fixate themselves on the ceiling. I scan around the different corners of the room in search for any cameras since I seemed to miss the one from before. After not finding anything concerning I then lay myself down completely in efforts to relax my body against the bedding. As I close my eyes my thoughts begin to race once again, leaving me to feel on edge. Where am I? What were all of those women separating in that huge garage like space ? Why were there so many of them?Why were they all in lingerie? Why did that man from earlier say that I wasn't working as one of their girls ? What happens to those girls? Why am I here with them?Why did that man separate me from everyone else in the line and take me somewhere else? What happened to those other girls? Why did that m
‘I love you but you make me so sad’Amber's P.O.V "Jack-" I start as I begin to approach him before immediately being cut off by his deep voice. "Sit down." He orders I grow silent at the sternness of his tone before quickly going to follow his command. Once I was seated down on the mattress my eyes then flicker back up to him, having a stream of anxiety pour into me at once. Jacks eyes lock with mine as he takes steps closer to me. The hairs on my skin slowly begin to rise as Jack stands directly in front of me, looking down with an unreadable expression. His eyes then break its hold with mine, having him roam his gaze over my body. Jack raises his hand, causing me to slightly flinch at the movements as he brings his hand up to my chest area. He looks up at me for a brief second before slowly pulling the fabric of my tank down, exposing the slightly brui
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