Jim's POV
Richard made me drink a liter of water to sober up and I hated it. The water felt too... soft. Pure. Innocent. It was disgusting.
He then pushed me into his room, all the lights gone, the curtains pulled. I turned on the light and I saw (Y/n)'s wrists tied with rope, that tied her to Richard's bed.
I've always had a soft spot for her, especially when she was asleep. She looked like she was only concerned with her dreams and not the real world. Or me, when I hit her.
That had been the biggest mistake of my life. Except for letting myself fall for her.
I can't believe Richie. I was trying to detach myself from her and he brings us together again and then I traumatized her. It's all his fault.
She started to stir so I turned the light back off and I left the room, struggling with Richard to leave.
But Leave I did. Even if I still love her, she's still going to hate me.
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Author's Note
Sorry for another short chapter. And whoops it's Saturday instead of Monday. I'm writing the next chapter though, so there is that. I thought I'd bring back the changing POV more often, but it's difficult sometimes.
Anyways,
Lots of Loves,
~Amanda
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