Why him?!

Drama(trigger warning)

    After I hang up the phone with Amber, it doesn't take me any time to know that I have to go see if she's okay. I grab my phone and jacket, then head downstairs.

  "Mom, Aunt hannah, I'll be back. There's something very important I need to do!" I call out while grabbing Austins keys.

I text Amber and ask for her address and she gives it to me, telling me to hurry up. 

I start driving faster and faster, wondering what trouble she's in.

Please let nothing be really bad.

Please I beg.

I get to her house and I don't even knock, I twist the knob and it's open. The lights are all out so I'm guessing Jessica and Mr. Ione have left.

"Amber!?" I yell throughout the house.

I don't hear a response.

I've never been in this house! I don't know where to go! Ugh! I head upstairs, assuming her room is upstairs. I open all the doors and she's not in any.

I text her, afraid that ..I don't know. I'm panicking right now.

She replies, saying she's in the basement.

I run downstairs and head to the basement, which took me a while to find. As I reach the steps I turn on the light and run down the stairs, basically skipping about half of them.

"Amber where are you?" I call out again.

"Over here" I hear a small whisper.

Then some hiccups following.

I try to follow the faint sound and eventually I get to her. Shes, covered...in blood. Tears and sweat covering her face.

"Amber, oh my gosh what happened!?" I ask rushing to her side.

I grab her face, gently, and push some hair out of her face. She isn't looking at me, she starts crying.

"Amber look at me, please" I say, making sure to keep my voice low, I don't know why it just seems more comforting.

She slowly looks up at me and I finally see her blue eyes. I give her a small smile and she gives me a half smile.

"Amber what happened? " I ask, yet again.

She breaks eye contact with me, looking down again, and she shakes her head.

"I- uh. *hic* Joseph im-so *hic* sorry" she says, crying even harder.

I shake my head and tilt her head up to look at my face.

"Amber, please tell me what happened.  No matter what I'll always be here for you"

"No- Joseph i- I cant. You'll ha-hate me and *hic* will probably leave me"

"No, no Amber.  Don't put that in your head. I'll never leave you. Come on, just tell me"

She looks up at me again, and smiles. Then she looks down at her body, and since she isnt looking back up I look down at her body as well. And that's when I notice, where the blood was coming from.

"Oh my god. Amber why. What happened! ?" I ask grabbing her wrists and looking closer.

She cries louder and harder.

"Shhh Amber don't worry, everything will be okay. Don't worry. Shhh" I say giving her a big hug.

I cant believe this. She's going through what I went through. But she's beautiful,  has many friends, she's smart, best student, I never expected this.

I have to help her. She needs a friend who understands, not some fake friend who just keep telling her it's okay.

"Amber we need to go clean these. You can't get infected.  Come on" I let her go and stand up, putting my hand out to help her.

She shakes her head.

"Amber whats wrong?" I ask, not referring to her crying but referring to why she won't get up.

She lifts her dress up a little, and no, she's not flashing me! She shows me her thighs and starts crying harder.

"Oh no amber" I whisper.

This is worse than I anticipated.

"Come here" I say putting my hand around her back and under her legs, trying not to hurt her. She wraps her arms around my neck and I gently pick her up.

I head upstairs and she rests her head on my chest and she tries to slow her breathing. Since she's covered in blood I decided to put her in the tub.

"Amber I need you to take off your dress. But that's it." I say, turning my back so she won't think I'm a perv.

"Okay " she whispers.

I turn around and she's in her bra and underwear. I try not to blush, but this is my first time seeing this stuff. I'm gay for God's sake. I turn on the water, making it lukewarm.

As she sits there, I just can't help but looking down at my scars. Mine are way bigger than hers.  And longer.

"Amber what led to this?" I ask, still looking at my wrists.

She clears her throat and takes a deep breath, wipes her tears away and breathes again.

"My um, my ex came here. Don't ask me how he found my address. He came here and, uh," she takes another deep breath " he just starts yelling at me, trying to get me back. But I kept denying him so he starting hitting and pushing me. And one thing lead to another and I was , he um..starting getting touchy and when I try to push him away he-" She stops and tears fall down her face.

"Oh no amber please don't tell me he-" I don't go on because she nods her head.

I put my head in my hands and take a deep breath. Why did this happen to amber!? I understand why all this happened to me but to her!?

I don't understand.

"Come on amber, let's dry you off and get you to bed, I'll stay here tonight." I say, grabbing a towel and handing it to her.

She takes it, standing up from the tub and she steps out.

"Wrap your legs and arms. Not too tight. It'll hurt but you've got to stop the bleeding and you can't apply pressure to that many spots at once."

She nods.

"Go to your room and get changed, I'll be there in a second" I tell her. She wraps the towel around her and nods, walking away.

I take a look at the tub, the water is a bright red from the blood. I start to feel something tingle in my finger tips and I drain to tub quickly. I wash the tub with bleach, I don't know if I was supposed to do that but I did.

I head to Amber's room and she's sitting there, hugging a teddy bear. I smile a bit and walk in.

"Get under the covers " I whisper, grabbing the covers, allowing her to slip under them.

"I'm not tired" she says.

I sigh and check the clock, 2:00am. Shoot, mom's gonna kill me.

"I have something that might work " I say grabbing my phone, texting a certain person to see if they are awake.

And once they reply I call them.

"Hey Joey,  what's up?" He says.

" can you sing that one song you used to sing me when we were young and I couldn't sleep. Amber really needs it." I say.

I put him on speaker and I hear him clear his throat. I climb on Amber's bed and sit on top of the covers, putting the phone inbetween the both of us.

Austin starts singing and before I know it, I'm out like a light.