Amanda's POV
"There has to be something wrong. Why are you crying then?" "Oh nothing I just remembered something" I whispered so softly I could bearly hear myself. I ran to my room and just cried until there was a knock on my door. "Can we talk Amanda?" I hear jack ask. I just nod my head yes. He walks in a closes the door and locks it. "So why are you crying? I promise not to tell anyone even Alex." He asks. "I was crying because a song came on that was played at me mums funeral. She also had cancer that's why she died." I spoke loud enough for jack to hear. "Oh sorry to hear that. Want to talk about it?" "No. But can we talk about Alex and how he yells and get mad when he's drunk?" "Okay. He is the angry type of drunk. He will tend to hurt people hit even." "He hit me and yelled at me the last time you and his friends were here. And you tried to pick me up because you where drunk. Let me guess your the sexual drunk?" I became comfortable talking to jack. "Yes, sorry about that. Let's go get ice cream and we can talk more if you want to?" "Sure just let me change out of my pjs. I'll be out in two minutes." I walked out of my room with a black button up shirt with matching skinny jeans on and a red tie. Almost like Gerard way. "Ready kiddo?" "Yes" as we walked out the door Alex came up. I hid behind jack because I was scared. "Where are you guys going?"
