Redemption

Chapter 15: Horror Movie Night

Summary: Jill hosts a movie night at the apartment and Amber and Tara get up to some gay sex in Amber's room. (I thought the song was appropriate, so loop it). 

⚠: Some of you can skip this chapter if you find rough smut disturbing, but most of y'all are freaks so I don't know who this would count for... 

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The TV, a massive 100-inch screen mounted on the wall, flickers with the familiar, gritty scenes of a Friday the 13th movie. The sound of Jason's relentless pursuit, the screams of his victims, and the eerie background score barely reach Amber's ears, muffled by the walls and her intense focus. She sits in her room, secluded in the confines of her closet, where the dim light casts shadows on the walls. Here, she's immersed in her own world, her fists rhythmically colliding with the punching bag that sways under the force of her blows. 

Amber ordered the punching bag the very same day she had unleashed her fury on Christina Carpenter, Tara and Sam's mother. It had been a necessary outlet for the anger and frustration that had threatened to consume her. Now, it serves as her silent confidant, absorbing the force of her pent-up emotions. 

Each punch is deliberate, a release of the storm that brews within her. The heavy thud of her fists against the leather surface resonates in the small space, echoing the turmoil she keeps buried deep inside. It's not just about letting off steam; it's about maintaining control. Amber knows too well what happens when she loses it. 

In this closet, she has created her own sanctuary—a place to channel her energy into something productive rather than destructive. Alongside the punching bag, there are weights neatly stacked in a corner, and a treadmill occupies the remaining space. This makeshift gym is more than just a place to stay in shape; it's a necessity. As a metalworking and entrepreneurship major, Amber has always had to maintain her physical strength. The heavy lifting that comes with her chosen field demands it, and she's never shied away from the challenge. 

But it's more than just the physical exertion that drives her. It's the need to keep herself grounded, to prevent the dark thoughts from taking over. Each punch, each weight lifted, and each mile run on the treadmill is a step further from the edge she teetered on back in 2022. 

Amber catches a subtle shift in her Doberman's posture as his ears perk up, alerting her to someone's presence. Her attention shifts as the dog stands, tail wagging slightly as he notices a familiar figure entering her room. Curious, Amber steps out of the closet and into her room, her eyes landing on Tara, who is sitting on the floor, playing with her other Doberman. A small smile tugs at Amber's lips as she watches Tara, finding the sight both adorable and amusing. There's something about the way Tara interacts with her dog that warms her heart, a rare softness creeping into her usually guarded expression. 

Amber approaches Tara quietly, her movements are measured and deliberate. She stops just behind Tara, standing over her with her arms crossed over her chest, casting a shadow over the smaller girl. 

Her lips curl into an amused smirk as she takes in the scene. "Did Jill tell you where my room was?" she asks her tone light but carrying a hint of teasing. 

Tara looks up at Amber, her eyes wide and sparkling with a mix of surprise and something more—something that Amber recognizes all too well. For a moment, the air between them feels charged, as if Amber might just close the distance between them and take what she wants right then and there. 

Tara, feeling the intensity of Amber's gaze, stumbles over her words. "Oh... um... yeah, she did," she admits, slowly rising to her feet until she's standing in front of Amber. 

Amber's smirk deepens, a knowing glint in her eyes. "Well, what do you need?" she asks, her voice smooth, almost challenging. 

Tara hesitates for a moment, her gaze flickering over Amber's face before settling on her eyes, which are dark with a mix of curiosity and something else she can't quite place.