Jack's P.O.V I look through the tiny window of Ambers room, watching as she rests peacefully against her hospital bed. More anger floods throughout me as I look at her, feeling the same betrayal as before as I think about all the time she's spent with that low life mother fucker. My fist clench together at the thought, having me quickly go to collect the anticonvulsant mood stabilizers from my pocket before shoving four into my mouth, swallowing them immediately. I need to calm down. I nearly killed Amber the last time I saw her, I completely blacked out and lost control of everything I was doing. I can't let that happen again. The moment the doctor told me about the severity of her injuries I knew I had to do something. I knew I had to somehow gain control of my disorders and taking these meds is the first step. I can't continue to let my emotions take control over me when it comes to her. She's too fragile, too weak. I nearly fucking killed her, and if Amber di
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