All Chapters of The Only Survivor: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Amelia's POV"You going somewhere?", my ex, Andre, asked. A smirk etched into his seething lips. The same lifeless eyes that I remember from months ago, staring back at me. "What are you doing here?", I growled. "Awe. You didn't miss me?", he feigned sadness. "Not for a fucking second", I deadpanned. He placed his hand on his chest as if I hurt his feelings. "You aren't supposed to be here", Katy said, standing behind me. "yOu ArEn'T sUpPoSeD tO bE hErE. Heha. Shut up, bitch", he mocked. "Hey! Don't fucking talk to her that way", I snapped, taking a step towards him. "He really did a number on you didn't he, sweetpea", he said, reaching up and touching my bruised cheek. I slapped his hand away. "Don't touch me, or call me that", I growled. I watched as his eyes grew darker. There's the real him. Never going to change. "Oh. You have nerve now. It's only been four months. You've changed that much?", he sneered. "Why are you here, Andre?", I asked again, doubling down on my boundaries

Amelia's POV"I'm ready", I said, facing Jaxon. He nodded his head, still staring at me in a trance. I smiled as I took a step towards him. "Jaxon", I uttered softly. "Of course, yes", he said, shaking his head. "When did he get out?" I asked, as Jaxon opened my door. He shook his head with a grim expression. "I'm not sure. But I'll find out", he assured me. "Buckle up", he instructed, closing my door, and walking around the vehicle. "Amelia, a protective order is just a piece of paper", he sighed, putting his seat belt on. I didn't respond because I knew where this conversation was headed. "I don't know how long he will be in there this time. It's not up to me, it's up to a judge. If it was up to me, he would be in prison for life, for what he did to you", he said, peering over at me. My anxiety spiked and I started bouncing my leg. An action that didn't go unnoticed by Jaxon for a second. "Amelia", his voice softened. "I hear you, okay. I don't know what you want me to do", I sna

Amelia's POVI made my way to my tables to check on my guests. Mrs. Burch had me covered though. She kept my customers happy while I was pulled away. I walked back to the counter as Jaxon was coming out of the back. He gently touched my side as he stopped next to me. "I'll bring this back when I come to pick you up", he whispered, holding the phone in my view. "Okay", I nodded. The diner closed at 8, but I was scheduled till 9 so that I could help close the restaurant down. "Are you okay, dear?", Mrs. Burch asked, concernedly, as I washed dishes. "Yes ma'am. Just a little distracted", I mustered her a gentle smile. "That's understandable. But, don't let it make you forget to live the life you have been blessed with", she spoke with love and wisdom. "I'll try", I assured her. "You're ride is here", she smirked, nodding at the door. I looked behind me to see the Chief waving to be let in. I walked over to the door and unlocked it. "You're early", I greeted him. He looked at me confuse

Amelia's POV"Did you enjoy the show, princess?", he winked. Without thought, I drew my fist back and clocked him in the jaw. "Put your fucking shirt on, or you can fucking go home", I hissed, as he stumbled backwards and clutched his face. "You just going to let her do that, Chief?", he asked, looking up at Jaxon in disbelief. "I don't know what you are talking about", Jaxon's voice was void of emotion. I pushed past Nate, shouldering him out of the way. I went to the kitchen and started pulling a meat out to cook."Amelia", Jaxon said, walking up behind me. "I know. I need therapy", I said, placing a frying pan on the stove. "Actually, I was going to say that was a good jab. But your form needs some work", he voiced. I turned around, catching sight of his panty-melting smirk. "How?", I asked curiously. "Put 'em up", he instructed, holding his fist up. I did the same. "Swing", he commanded. "What?", I questioned, confused. "You heard me. Swing", he reiterated, raising his brows at

Amelia's POV"Damn it. You have to be careful with that", Jaxon sighed, relaxing his hand by his side. "Easy killer", Katy chuckled. "Did you say something to Nate?", she asked, concerned. I shook my head with a frown. "No, not really. Why?", I asked. "He just seems off. He's acting like he wants to go home now", she commented, walking over to the fridge to get a drink. I jumped down from the counter and started making plates for Jaxon and I. "I'm sorry to hear that", I said, feeling bad for my best friend that her boyfriend is a piece of shit. Jaxon placed his hand on the small of my back, as he reached around me to take the plates from my hand. Katy sighed as she ran her fingers through her hair. "I think we are going break up, Ames", she whispered. "Why?", I asked. I had a feeling on why, but didn't want to speculate. She shrugged her shoulders. "Call it a gut feeling", she said. "Goodnight", she called out, walking away. "Why haven't you told her?", Jaxon asked, sitting at the