Amber's POV
"Mom can we go sleeeepy?" Jordan slurred as she drooled on my neck.
"Sure." I rolled my eyes as I picked her up off of the floor. She was light; way too light to be healthy. No wonder why she got so drunk so quickly. I laid her down on my bed and slid her jacket off. I notice hickeys on her neck and my heart sank. She cheated on me. I sighed.
"I want beeeer!" She pouted.
"I'm getting it." I sighed. "Who put those hickies on your neck?" Like I'd actually get an answer from a drunk girl.
"Callie lynn." She laughed. I sighed as I pulled her boots off and dropped them on the floor, along with her jacket. I pulled the blanket over her and stroked her thin hair. I turned the light off and walked out of my room. Tears filled my eyes as I walked downstairs. She cheated on me. I don't know if I could forgive her. But she had to explain to me why she left her house and why she cheated on me while she wasn't drunk. I grabbed a blanket off of the chair in the living room and laid down on the couch. I pulled the blanket over me and closed my eyes. What if she puked and her stomach was so empty that she puked all that was left in her and got sick? I should've stopped her from drinking. But I didn't. I shouldn't have even showed her the box. But I thought I'd be fun for us to smoke together and maybe have a drink after. It just ended horribly. She was drunk and passed out and going to be waking up to us breaking up. I heard a loud thud and I jumped up.
"Jordan?" I called out. No response. I ran upstairs and burst into my room. No sign of Jordan, the bathroom door was open halfway. I pushed it open, walked in, and turned the light on. Jordan was on the ground beside the toilet. I walked over to her side. She was staring at the wall.
"You should've stopped me from drinking." She said.
"Shut the fuck up." I snapped. She looked up at me.
"Right I should've chucked the bottles out the window or stopped myself. I couldn't have. My mother is a fucking drunk. I'm gonna be just like her." She snapped. I sighed. I was hoping it was her being drunk saying that and that none of what she said was true.
"Just go back to sleep." I replied, unsure of what to say.
"I'm going for a walk." She struggled to get to her feet and almost fell in the process. I grabbed her arm for support.
"Why?" I asked.
"I'm going to talk to my fucking mother. I can't handle her anymore! I'm tired of her abuse!" She shouted.
"Jordan...she abuses you?" I swallowed hard. Why wouldn't she tell me?
"She fucking beats the shit out of my every fucking day!" Jordan snapped. A tear rolled down my cheek.
"Jordan." I said.
"And that's why I left home. I moved in with Peyton and when I found out she went to my uncle's house looking for me, I knew she'd go to my cousin's apartment so her roommate and I left. I was afraid and alone and Cailyn was there. We had sex Amber. Because she had no other way to comfort me. I fucking cheated on you. But I still love you. I made a really bad fucking mistake." She explained. Tears were falling from my eyes. I hugged her gently.
"I still love you too." I sniffled.
"I'm so sorry." Her voice was hoarse.
"Just don't ever do something stupid like that again." I said.
"I won't." She kissed me on my cheek.
"Don't go talk to your mom now. Let's just sleep and go when you wake up." I said.
"Alright." She let go of me and walked out of the bathroom. I followed behind her and helped her climb into my bed. I laid down beside her and kissed her on the side of her neck that didn't have hickies. Jordan fell asleep after a few minutes. She was peaceful for once. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted asleep.
Jordan was asleep when I woke up. The sun was beaming in through the blinds. I slowly climbed out of bed and yawned. I walked to my closet and looked through it. I pulled out a pair of white jean shorts and a blue shirt sleeve shirt. I didn't see anything that Jordan would wear, except for my black softball sweatpants and a white cheer tee shirt. I placed the clothes for her at the end of my bed and walked into the bathroom. I shut the door behind me and placed my clothes on the counter before turning on the shower. I stripped out of my clothes and placed them in the hamper. I was worried that Jordan would sneak out while I was in the shower. But she wouldn't leave without me hearing. I waited a minute before climbing into the shower.
I walked out of the bathroom after drying off and getting dressed. My hair was still damp, but I didn't wanna blow dry it and wake up Jordan. Jordan was still asleep. She looked cute with her hair all over the place and her arm hanging off the bed. She was sleeping on her stomach. Her mouth was open slightly. I walked over to her and sat down beside her.
"Jordan." I whispered as I gently shook her. She let out a groan.
"No." She turned onto her side and faced away from me.
"It's ten thirty. You should get up." I said.
"I don't wanna." She pulled my pillow over her head.
"Come on." I pulled it away.
"Go away. I'm tired." She pulled the blanket over her head.
"And hungover. Get up!" I shook her. She pulled the blanket off of her head and looked at me. She didn't look happy.
"Just let me lay here for a few more minutes." She pleaded.
"No. We need to talk." I said.
"About?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Last night you said your mom beats you. Is tat true?" I frowned.
"Yes." She didn't move a muscle when she spoke. I sighed.
"I just didn't wanna believe you when you told me. I thought you might've been drunk still." I said.
"I was just tipsy then." She said.
"I won't let her touch you again." I kissed her on her forehead.
"She won't." Jordan spoke with confidence, and I believed her, but deep down, I didn't. I was fearing her safety.
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Wow this took a lot longer than expected. I have writers block but i'm slowly getting to the end of the book. I have so many ideas for book two. It's gonna be a bit in the future, Jordan and Amber will be in their mid twenties, out of college. I'm so excited to begin working on it but I can't until i finish this one!
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A Lesbian Love Story
RomanceJordan Miller is just a 16 year old girl trying to graduate high school. Her abusive homophobic mother hates her and causes her to harm herself. Her best friend Cody isn't even allowed at her house because of her mom. It doesn't help that her father...