Wanting Amber

Chapter FOUR

Drew's pov

My brain felt like it was fogged over with rage as I checked Twitter for the billionth time in the last 20 minutes.

I clenched my phone in my hand as I growled under my breath brushing furiously through my hair with my hands. I shouldn't have told Jessica any of my personal issues, I can't believe I actually thought she was a loyal girlfriend. Although I was boiling in anger there was this weight lifted off my shoulders and I was relieved that I finally broke it off with her.

It was so stupid of me for falling for her tricks. I'd been tied down to her for the last 9 months of me living here and I was so tired of her lies. She was negative in every possible way, and she'd always find something to pick apart. Everything I did for her had to be Instagram worthy, and yet after all of her posts saying how great of a boyfriend I was she always told me that what I was doing wasn't enough.

When I first met her I thought I had her all figured out, but I would've never thought she was this psychotic. After being with her for this long I've finally realized how power hungry she is, she used me for status, I was just one of her many toys. I've been wanting to break up with her for the past couple months after I figured out some of the things she's done out of jealousy in the past but I was in such denial.

I couldn't bring myself to breakup with her and she acted so different around me. She acted innocent and fun, which made me fall hard for her, but after awhile her true colors started to seep through. I would catch her lying and using people – she was using me.

But what she said the other night at the bonfire crossed the line. I'm done with her and her little group of friends thinking they rule the world.

I'm done with Jessica Andrews.

Flashback to the bonfire

"Who was that?" Jessica asked with an uneven tone making me suspicious as to why she asked. Her face was forced into a confused look but I knew she was hiding the jealously that threatened to erupt out of her.

"Just some girl who dropped her waters, she must be drunk." I lied with a fake smile. I didn't want to tell Jessica about Amber, I knew she would get jealous and probably threaten her. I didn't want to start anything between them, I knew how Jessica was when it came to marking her territory.

"She must've been, she looks terribly pale and sickly." She spoke with pity and let out a dramatic sigh flipping her hair to the side and taking my hand with force. "Can you go get me another drink please?" She asked looking up at me with a pout. I almost scowled at how she could say something so rude then change the topic innocently like she had nothing to do with what she just said.

I nodded hiding my anger with a forced smile turning away quickly to walk towards the coolers. Her words made my hands ball into fists. She doesn't even know Amber, yet she judged her so quickly and bitterly. Jessica's words were the absolute opposite of the truth.

Amber isn't pale or sickly looking in any way, I admired her freckled skin and her glowing personality. Even though I really haven't talked to her very much I could tell there was something different that I liked about her. It was something that lured me to notice her lately. She had compassion for helping out a person in need and the way her hair swayed with her every step, it made me want to get to know her better. She seemed happy in a non-knowing way, like it was natural even though there was a small tinge of sadness in her features.

I was pulled out of my thoughts as I reached the coolers, pulling out a beer for Jessica. I didn't feel like drinking tonight and I hadn't in over 3 months. I didn't feel the need to, alcohol never made me feel any better. It didn't help me forget—if anything it made me feel worse.