Chapter 2

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Ella's P.O.V.

Chapter 2

I'm working on my newest manga and my phone buzzes.

'I'm coming over, 10,' Amber texts me.

'Whatever,' I respond. I know. I'm a great friend.

About twenty minutes later she gets here. I see her pull up in her cherry-red Dodge Challenger. Amber stumbles out of the driver's seat dropping her keys a few times. She walks -wait no- spins? over to my front door. I don't know how she made it here alive in her drunken condition, and in a car with such a powerful engine.

I open the door and Amber waltzes in screaming/singing, "I love him! I love him! I looooOOOOOoOoOOOOve himmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

She hiccups.

"Alright, how much did you have to drink?" I ask.

"Ella, babe, honey, sweetheart, you know me. Only a few shots," Amber says with slurred words.

"Mmmmm. How much is a few?"

"Like 20...."

"One sec," I say over my shoulder as I'm walking to the kitchen. I rummage through my medicine cabinet to find Advil. I find it and make my way back to the living room where Amber is.

I sit next to her and hand her 3 pills and a glass of water. She smells of alcohol and Ax Body Spray. She was dancing with a loser. Gross. She doesn't usually drink, but when she does, she drinks hard and it's for a reason. Either something really good or really bad happened.

"Your a godsend Ella," Amber slides out.

"I know. Now, back to you loving him."

"Yeah...?"

"You love Adam?" I ask kinda shocked. They have only been dating for, like, 2 weeks!

"WHAT?!? WHY WOULD I EVEN LIKE ADAM?!?!?!?!?" I don't think she realizes she's yelling.

"Uh... because he's you bo-" I start.

"NOOOOOO!!! I LOVE JAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaKE!"she yells, cutting me off.

"Right, okay. When was the last time you talked to Adam? Did anything happen between you guys to ruin your relationship?"

"Ummmmmm, er... Ooh! SHINY!!!" then she tries to poke my eyes out. One-she's high. Two-this is kinda normal. She likes to do my makeup.

"Amber, focus."

"Hehe. Right. Sorry. 3 days ago. And we just talked."

"M'kay, when was the last time you talked to Jake?"

"Last night."

"Where?"

"Jeez, awfully nosey, aren't we? Whatever. The lake. After the boating trip, YOU didn't bother showing up for. Yeah, he felt bad for giving me a hard ski ride so he offered to help me clean my boat"

"I don't need all the details, but did you fall into the lake with him? Just the two of you?

"...Yeah."

Oh no. The lake. Love lake.

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