Jack's POV:
I woke up to the sound of someone walking onto the bus. Everyone came back earlier, well everyone except for Zack. Alex and Vinny said he wanted to have another beer and watch a game that was on the bar's tv with someone people they met. It was normal to hear that though.

The next morning we were all tired from the day before. Zack walks out from the bathroom, he looked hung over. "You okay man?" "Yeah," he groans. He was shirtless and I patted his back, "just shake it off." I looked at his back and saw that there was some scratches on it. Not big ones. Just some small ones. "Zack, you okay? You have scratches on you."

He tensed up a bit, "oh that? Its nothing. Lets just say a girl from the bar last night went really crazy." I laugh and walk off, Zack loves having a good time.
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Later that day, Zack left to go somewhere. I missed what he said though. Maybe he went to go take pictures.

But then I thought back to those scratches on his back... He's been a little distant lately. Actually.. he's been a little distant a couple days before Amilia was kidnapped. I'm not assuming anything, its just a thought maybe he know something about what happened.

I tell the guys I'm leaving to go shopping, to find something for Amilia for when I see her again. They believed me. Really I was following Zack.

I take a taxi into the main part of the city, I see Zack walking on the side walk. No camera. I tell the taxi driver to pull over and pay him before getting out. I follow Zack carefully through the crowded side walk, trying not to lose sight of him. He takes a couple of turns and I keep following him. He then reaches a fancy hotel that I've never heard before and he goes inside. What?

Why would Zack come here? I walk into the hotel and I see him go in a elevator. Fuck, I lost him.

But why would Zack come here?
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Zack's POV:
I walk into the bedroom where Amilia was and I smile at her, "hi Amilia." She jumps at my voice and looks up at me. "Now why are you scared?" I get into bed with her and pull her close. "Zack please... Don't..." "You know, you left scratches on me last night," I growl in her ear. "I'm sorry Zack..."

I hold her down and straddle her. "Jack noticed," I growl. "I'm sorry Zack, I promise I won't do it again." "Sorry isn't good enough. Now you'll be punished."

I bind her wrists together with my belt and tie to the bed frame. I was lucky that the bed frame were bars. I take her shorts and panties off at the same time. "Zack please," she cries. I spread her legs open and stare, licking my lips. "Never tried this before have we, I wonder how you taste." I lean down and slide my tongue in, she started moving but I held her waist down with my hands.

I keep going and pull away after a minute, licking my lips. "Mmm... You got wet, admit it I turn you on." She shakes her head, she was biting her lower lip and her eyes were closed. I lean over her, my hand near her entrance, lightly rubbing it while I kissed her. "Do I turn you on now?," I whisper against her lips. She shakes her head and I got pissed.

I forced two fingers in her and she lets out scream. "ZACK PLEASE STOP!!" I ignore her and continue to slide my fingers in and out, harder each time and changing my angle. "ZACK STOP!!!," she screams out. I hit one point and I see her back arch a bit. I grin to myself, found it. I keep hitting that same point and she starts moaning. "ZACK," she moans out load. "Thats what I wanted to hear." I feel her get wet more and I pull my fingers out.

I kiss her one more time, "don't ever leave me another mark again. Got it?" She nods weakly and I get off her. I untie her hands and her arms drop onto the bed. "I'll see you tomorrow."
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Amilia's POV:
'DO IT!! DO IT NOW!! YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO!!!' The voice screamed in my head. No. I won't. Jack wouldn't want me to. 'IF JACK LOVED YOU HE WOULD BE HERE RIGHT NOW. HE WOUDLN'T HAVE LET ZACK TAKE OVER YOUR BODY. DO IT. FORGET THE PAIN THAT ZACK GAVE YOU.'

I slowly make my way to the bathroom, the voice screaming at me in my head. I look in the shower and see my razor. I grab it and stare at it, I was still crying, my vision getting blurry.

I put the razor to my skin, but then I think of Jack. Jack smiling at me, tickling me and I hear him laugh. The little moments I had with him that always made me smile. I drop to my knees and throw the razor across the bathroom. I lay on the tile and just cry, I feel used.

I need Jack here. The thought of him is the only thing thats keeping me alive.