WARNINGS: 

- 1️⃣ INTENSE MAKING OUT... MAYBE A LITTLE MORE THAN THAT... 🤮

- 3️⃣ UNDERAGE DRINKING

- 4️⃣ MENTAL/ PHYSICAL ABUSE MENTION (NOT EXACTLY ABUSE)

(a/n, hi, i wanted to say this chapter has quite a lot of things i have personally never had to face in my life so it may be inaccurate or unbelievable or offensive. If you think it is please, let me know i will immediately delete it or modify it. If any of the topics above may trigger you in any way, please skip this chapter or at least skip the emoji i gave each one. 

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Avery is currently somewhere reading Tobias Hawthorne's will, whilst im at the home gym with Danny. He is lifting waits whilst i play with a yoga ball. "You know in gyms people usually exercise?" Danny jokes. "You know theres a much faster way to burn calories" I smirk, "Oh yeah?" He puts the dumbbells down and walks towards me with the same smirk i have. "Yeah" I flirt. 1️⃣We are now in front of each other, he leans down slowly and our lips connect. The kiss deepens with every second, his hands move towards my butt and mine to his back. His hands grasp at my waistline and and wriggle round to the ties and try to untie them. I don't know what to do in the moment as he is my boyfriend and i can't exactly say no but i dont feel comfortable doing this, especially considering we're in a gym in someone else's home, with glass windows and a wide open door. 

He tugs until the ties undo and suddenly my shorts are loose, he wriggles his fingers inside and starts moving down slowly. My hands stay there on his back doing nothing whilst my tongue mixes with his. I need to somehow say no but i cant. 1️⃣

Cough.

I turn quickly to the door and see Jameson awkwardly standing at the door trying to enter. I immediately grasp my shorts and tighten them again. Danny laughs a little and i elbow him, "Sorry man" Danny chuckles. Jameson walks passed us and goes straight to the weights. Danny goes back to lifting weights next to Jameson and I make my way to the middle flooring right in front of them both, directly centred in between. 

I start stretching as the two boys lift weights. Once having stretched I start what i came here to do. I bend over my back all the way until im upside down on my two hands, i start by separating my two legs in the opposite direction. Next i straighten one to face sideways and the other bent above it like a hook. Then i bring my legs together and bend them to reach my head. 

I get down on two feet now and make my way to the corner and start practicing stunts. I start with an aerial. I land it and walk back to the other corner but I stop when i notice the boys staring dead into each other's eyes. I notice they are now holding different weights to before. They moved from 20kg in each hand to 50kg in each hand. I stop and watch them, they both stop and get a heavier dumbbell as if in need of proving something to each other, they are now on 70kg which to my understanding basically means really fucking heavy. "Stop trying to prove your stronger than each other, your both strong ok?" I sigh, they swap again to 80kg. "Well you continue that shit until someone breaks something, if im lucky it'll be both of you" i conclude before walking towards the corner again.

When i reach the corner i hear my phone buzz so i walk towards my bag and remove it, i hear a buzz from Jameson's phone on my way over and he removes his phone at the same time as i do.

Ave 😈: Finished reading the will. 'Westbrook, Davenport, Winchester and Blackwood' thats all. 

I look towards Jameson who is looking at me, we pass over the same urgent look before he texts her back. He puts his phone away along with the weights. "Teddy bear? Im heading away, I'll be back soon, text me if you go somewhere else" i say rushed. "Where you going?" He asks, "Girl things" i lie. Jameson walks out the door as well and i give Danny a hug before leaving as well. Jameson stands outside waiting for me and we walk together to the solarium. When we arrive i leave him there to change.

In my room I throw on a baggy beige sweater and leggings (outfit 20). When I'm dressed I take time to redo my ponytail and add some makeup. I head back to the solarium after 25 minutes hoping Avery isn't back yet. When I arrive back, I see the same boy standing alone. Missing a shirt Right enough but hes still here, meaning Ave hasnt been back yet.

Thats when i notice the bottle, the bottle of bourbon. "You're drunk" i realise. "Join me dearest Eiffel Tower" he smirks. "I'll pass" i say, "Try it, it feels great" he says quietly. "You would know" i scoff, "Have you tried it before?" He asks, "Nope and i don't plan on it" i say, he picks up the bottle and brings it towards me, "try it or you're a wuss" he says. "This feels a little like peer pressure.." i raise my eyebrows. 3️⃣I take the bottle from his hand and sniff it, my face scrunches at the repulsively strong stench. I let my lips touch the bottle and lift it to touch my lips. A large sip slides down my throat then another, then another, then another, then one more. I remove my lips from the bottle and smile with the satisfaction of beating Jameson Hawthorne. Then a burn fills my throat, I gag painfully and Jameson smirks in amusement. "Glad to see my pain brings you so much joy" I glance at him. 

Ten minutes later Avery still isnt here, "Ask me something" i tell Jameson. "If you had to be stranded on an Island with one of your sisters who would you choose?" He asks, I laugh hysterically, "I can't answer that.. thats like asking who my favourite is" i laugh. There's a silence. "Libby" i laugh even more. "Why Libby?" He asks. "Shes kind and would probably have a lot of hope and keep me balanced. You know? My turn... Same at you but with your brothers" I say. "Xander" he replies too quickly, "Why Xander?" I ask, "He's smart an shit.. he'd build a rocket or something and fly us the fuck out of there" he speaks in a raspy voice. 

"I thought the point of alcohol is to get you drunk, im sober as a sausage!" I defend. "A sausage?" He asks sceptically. "As a sausage!" I repeat. He is sitting on a couch and im on the floor against the couch opposite him. 

"Ask me something" he asks "Whats your biggest fear?" I ask. "Easy, failure" he says. "Really? A billionaire is scared of failure? If anything goes wrong just fall back on your Mommy and she'll give you anything you want!" I scoff, "Not now" he reminds. "Fine, what yours?" He moves on. "I have a lot" i say, "I have time" he responds, 4️⃣ "The dark, My sisters boyfriend.. sometimes my own boyfriend as well, driving.. shall i go on?" I sigh. He looks deeply into my eyes for a moment with a serious face, "Your scared of your boyfriend?" He asks worriedly as if he was magically knocked sober. "I mean not scary. Just a little worrying.. like when hes angry hes like really angry.. you know? Like hes only hit me a couple times but what i mean is he shouts a lot, its fucking scary" i laugh but this time he doesnt join me. 

Im at a loss for words, unsure how to redeem myself. There is a long silence.. "He's hit you?" He asks a little too serious for my liking. "No.. I was just kidding." I laugh it off, hoping I've played the whole thing off well enough. 4️⃣ "Im tired.. im going to sleep" i say. "Here?" He asks, having left the last few comments behind. "Here" i reiterate. "Well don't start choking on your own vomit or anything, Im too drunk to give cpr." He finishes before I flop onto the couch i was previously leaning on.

I doze off pretty quickly but not for too long as i soon notice Avery back, i don't move a muscle as i try to listen to the conversation. They are talking behind the couch i lay on. "What's the occasion?" Avery says, referring to the now empty bottle of bourbon. Has Jameson drank all of that since i fell asleep.

"Westbrook, Davenport, Winchester, Blackwood.. Tell me, Heiress, what do you make of that?"

"They're all last names, Your fathers'?"

"Skye doesn't talk about our fathers," Jameson replies, his voice a little hoarse. "As far as she's concerned, it's an Athena-Zeus type of situation. We're hers and hers alone."

"She told me that she had four lovely conversations..."

"With four lovely men," Jameson finishes. "But lovely enough for her to ever see them again? To tell us the first thing about them? She's never so much as answered a question about our damned middle names, and that" he picks the bourbon and takes a final swig of the last few drops "is why I'm drinking" he pauses and i peak over the top of the couch, his arms spread and I watch Avery check him out. 

A moment later he adds something else, "Plus I got a brand new drinking partner" he says. "Who?" Avery asks, Jameson turns his head to me on the couch, Avery turns as well. I army salute Jameson. "Pear?" She asks me. "Nope, pomegranate!" I joke and burst out laughing at my own incredibly funny joke. "You did not get my little sister drunk!" She warns. "What? Im not drunk!" I ask offendedly. "Really? Spell synonym" she orders. "I wouldnt be able to spell it regardless.. S I-" i try before being cut off. "For fuck sake Jameson!" She sighs loudly. 

"Shall we go?" Jameson asks. "Go where?" Avery asks. "Come now, Heiress," Jameson says, stepping towards Avery. "You're better than that." She finishes her own question. "We're going to see your mother."

"I wanna come!" I say in a groany kids voice. "You need water!" Avery says pointing at me. "You need to chill" i fire back. "Your definitely not coming!" She says. "No! Please?" I beg. 

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1️⃣Flashforward about ten minutes im walking back to my room alone. "Hey" I say when i notice Danny sitting on my bed scrolling through his phone. "You were gone an hour!" He says angrily. "I'm sorry" i say. I walk towards him and kiss him before the conversation can turn into an argument. He pulls away, "Have you been drinking?" He asks, "Maybe" i wink. 

He shrugs, clearly fine taking that as an answer and leans back in. His kisses start trailing my neck and i let him. A ping makes make jump and i look at the bed where he was just sitting. I close my eyes as he moves towards my T-shirt rim. Both of his hands are on my shoulders and they slide down to my hips. Ping. I open my eyes and see the same phone. His hands grasp my T-shirt and begins removing it, separating his rough lips from my neck. Ping. My eyes open again. I sigh in frustration. He connects his lips again and moves down. Ping. "Can i silence that?" I ask quietly. "Leave it" he sighs into my chest. Ping. "For fuck sake, im just going to silence it." I say.

I move away and towards the phone. "No!" He yells a little too loud. I turn and give him a questioning look, "just... stay with me and don't let any distractions in" he says panicked. "Relax it'll just take a second" i chuckle. I walk closer and he grabs my hand, "don't" he warns, "Danny your scaring me" i say. I break free from his grasp and move towards the phone. The notification seems to have been coming from the same one person, Dearest Jay ❤️.

(a/n Its a pretty short one that i will probably end up deleting tommorow nut please seriously let me know what you thought as its a very hard topic that i wasnt sure if i should add of not.)

(New a/n I wanted to let everyone know this has been heavily modified so if you are reading this, you are getting the new version and if you read the next chapter where i say it's been changed you don't have to go back.)