"The Sketcher." (A Jacksepticeye Story.)

I'll Show You Who The Real Boss Is

"Douchebag until proven nice."
-Sean William McLoughlin

Chapter Thirty-Three

    Amber drove home as slow as she could, she wanted to take her time. Her clothes soaked the car seat, her hair was dripping, and her skin was chilled to the bone. She didn't seem to notice that though, only the bruises standing out from her pale skin. She looked in the mirror a few times, the sight of the handprint never failed to shock her.
    Her car glided down the road, her radio silent and her heat blasting. Cars passed by her and the town was alive with activity, but Amber's mind was somewhere else. Luke expected her not to say a word to anyone, keep their little meeting on the downlow.

Amber couldn't and she wouldn't.

   She would make sure he never gets out of prison. She could only hope. How he got free, she didn't know, but what she did know was that he was a very well known guy.
   Nobody looked past the cheesy smile and beautiful blue eyes with his perfect blonde hair. Everyone else saw a perfect professional football player, a star. Not Amber, she saw the dark and twisted side of him that's been itching to get out for years.
It was Amber's fault it was set off. She willed herself to focus on the road. She knew what Jack's reaction was going to be, and it wasn't going to be good.
   As she parked the car, her hands never stopped shaking. She gulped, feeling Luke's hand wrapped around her throat again. She got out, ready to tell him everything. She quietly let herself in, shutting the door as slowly as possible.
She knew she must've looked like a mess. Her hair was plastered to her head, her clothes were just as ruined and she was tracking in water. Peeking into the living room, she saw Jack was still asleep. He was on his stomach, his face planted into the pillow.
   She breathed a sigh of relief, quietly heading upstairs. She grabbed a change of clothes and climbed into the shower. She forced herself not to take very long, she needed to tell Jack. She scrubbed at her skin, trying to get the feeling of Luke off of her.
When she felt clean enough, she turned off the water and dried herself off. Changing into sweatpants and a sweatshirt, she looked into the mirror.
   She's changed over the months, the things she's been through. She reached up and touched the scar running across her forehead. It was from Luke's class ring. She ran a hand through her wet hair and took a deep breath. She's been through hell for so long, all she wanted was peace. She looked at the bruises on her neck and winced.
   Long and slender fingers could be seen wrapped around her neck, his palm imprinted on the base of her throat. It had grown worse during the drive home. The bruises were evident now, no hiding.
She went downstairs, rubbing her tired face with her sleeve and walking into the living room. Jack snored away, his hoodie up and covering his head. Amber bit her lip and sat next to him, touching his back. She shook him a little, willing for him to wake up. She knew what to say, but she didn't want to see his reaction.

"Jack? Jack, please..wake up." Amber said firmly, shaking him harder.

   Finally, after a few minutes of shaking, Jack's eyes fluttered open. He sat up, groaning grudgingly as he scratched his face. He blinked a few times, stretching his arms. Amber teared up, he was so innocent.
He looked at her for a few minutes, eyes dazed and seemingly confused. It took a few seconds but his eyes widened once he looked at the expression on her face. Then gradually, his eyes fell to her neck that was on display. He looked so confused.

"Amber!? What the hell?" He breathed, pulling her towards him.

   He pulled her onto his lap and hugged her tightly. He wiped away the tears and gingerly touched her neck. His anger started boiling as he gritted his teeth. Amber saw his face and sighed. His eyes softened and he kissed her hand.

"What the hell happened while I was asleep?" Jack asked tensely.

   Amber looked at the ground until she felt his hands intertwine with hers. She looked up, seeing him stare into her eyes.

"Luke..." Jack's mouth dropped open as he looked around sharply.

   He clenched his free hand and cursed under his breath. He was shaking from the anger he was feeling. Amber placed her hand on his chest, willing him to calm down. He took a deep breath, his jaw clenched tightly.

"He called after you fell asleep. He said if I didn't follow him..that he would hurt you. He would find some way to cause you pain. I believed him Jack, I don't want you to get hurt because of me.
So I went to where he wanted to meet me. He told me to go to a gas station on the other side of town. He said he would come back. I don't want him to come back. He escaped Jack, he escaped and just walked right back in our lives." She cried out, covering her face with her hands.

He frowned and pushed her into his neck. He cradled her, kissing her head and whispering comforting words to her. He hated to see her go through so much when all she wanted to do was not be scared anymore. He looked out the window, almost wanting to see Luke waiting outside.
He wouldn't let him go this time. He wanted to feel his teeth break underneath his own fist. Jack was so pissed off that he didn't feel Amber's nails digging into his arm. He was shocked that he had escaped prison, just like Amber had predicted. That was his worst fear, that he would escape and go straight for Amber again.

"Just wait until I see that bastard's face." Jack growled.

   Amber sniffled and wiped at her eyes, clutching his shirt. He helped her to her feet, leading her to the kitchen. It was nearly 3:00 A.M, and he saw how tired Amber looked. He made her eat something warm to put in her stomach. She explained the rest and Jack listened to every word.
Their plan was to tell the police in the morning, tell them everything that happened. Her mother was going to blow a gasket, that was for sure. Jack couldn't get over the bruises wrapped around her neck.
Luke had put his hands on her, slammed her against a wall, choked her. He slammed his fist on the table, startling Amber.

"I'M GOING TO KILL HIM." Jack shouted, gritting his teeth.

"That is not going to solve anything."

"Oh, but it will give me the satisfaction of giving that dick a taste of his own medicine. It'll also make me feel better."

"I know, but It will not fix any-"

"I don't care! I want him to know how much he hurt you. How much he hurt us! This is bullshit that you have to endure this. I'm putting an end to it." His voice lowered as he glared out the window.

Amber grabbed his hand tightly, resting her chin on his shoulder.

"We'll make it through this. I want you in my life, I won't let Luke take you away from me. Your mine, and I'm yours." Amber whispered, feeling his arms circle around her waist.

   He nodded, his eyes closed as he tightly hugged her. He wouldn't stop fighting until Amber can be finally safe. He would do anything it takes.
Jack kissed her forehead before he saw headlights in the window. They both walked towards the lights, hearing a door slam. Amber knew her mother wouldn't be back until morning.
Jack held her close as he opened the door and looked around. He spotted the truck parked in the driveway and the driver standing a few feet from Jack. They both stood at a standstill. Jack standing on the porch and the stranger walking up the sidewalk.

"I knew she wouldn't keep her mouth shut. Nice to see you too, babe."

   His voice made Jack's blood boil as he narrowed his eyes at Luke. Amber gasped, shaking her head and clutching the phone to her chest. She had 911 typed in already, all it took was one push.

"Jack..."

"I got this, Amber. It's time to teach Luke here a little lesson. Stay here, do not follow."

   Jack slipped his grasp from Amber's waist and kissed her cheek. He smirked at Luke, cracking his knuckles loudly. He slowly walked over to Luke, looking back at Amber. Her thumb was on the enter button, but she hesitated. Jack chuckled and shook his head at a smiling Luke.

"Come on Luke, show me what you got. It ends here and it ends now. So come on..let's see who the real boss is."