Chapter 9

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*3hours later*

I left Amber in our room

I don't have time to keep up with her bullcrap.

I told Alex what happened and he looked applaud and kind of in shock I guess...

"Screw you twat" I yelled at him when he pulled that face.

How can he judge me with what he's done?

I started feeling bad though, I remember when Alex used to carve into his girlfriends and how he would go in real deep

I'd always sneakily hand them some cheap drugstore scar cream and it would always help

so I raved through all the cupboards and then went and sat in the lounge when an ad came on tv

"Broke up with your girlfriend or boyfriend, need to apologise well come to LA's newly opened cinema"

that gave me an idea.

"Hey Alex give me that florist guys number"

" You mean The one that helped with.."

"Yeah the one that helped with dads funeral" I mumbled feeling upset inside.

He passed me his iPhone with a number already on call.

He picked up.

"Hey it's Jason, Jason Mccann. I need roses ASAP, to the usual location"

I cut the phone line and ran down the hall from the lounge I opened the door to reveal our massive theatre inside our house bombing Canada's biggest hotel paid for this thing, the Hiltons were pretty upset but we sure weren't.

I smirked with the thought of that bombing, we earned tons from that bombing,

being a bomber basically defined me.

I love every part of it.

But anyway I got out my tuxedo from Alex's room and made him drop off the cream to Amber in her room

I opened the door to the florist and welcomed him in after forcing him to sign a little agreement us Mccanns have.

Mess with us, we mess your life up.

I paid for the flowers and continued decorating the theatre.


ALEX'S POV:

Jason sent me to his room with some scar cream and a soppy lovey dovey card which read 'be ready at 6 love Jason'

I swear Jason's bipolar I should book him an appointment with our doctor.

As I opened the door knob I heard crying from a corner, I saw amber with her head down and then I saw the mark, the scar. JM -

wtf was Jason thinking??

I ran over to her and opened the cream and spreaded it gently on her scar

she jumped at first and later turned around with a half smile on her face, I couldn't tell whether it was real or fake. I decided to start conversation

"Hey'"

"Hi, erm thanks for the cream"

"No worries, Jason wanted me to give you this" I said handing her the letter.

She read it and looked like she was going to cry.

"I can't go" she said, I could tell she was fighting back tears

"Why" I questioned sitting down next to her now, I could feel her warm breath touch my face.

" I won't let Jason hurt you, I think he knows what he did was wrong and he really wants to make it up to you" it hurt me to say that sentence because i wanted Amber so much but in time she will be mine.

she looked from the letter to me.

"Thanks alex, I'll go get ready then I guess'"I grinned at her reply

(how could she be so gullible though?, this girls been hurt...A LOT)

and I really thought something more was going to happen then like a kiss or something but oh well.

I wondered out the room and into my own

daydreaming about her and her perfectness.

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