Jet's POV
I laid there, eyes heavy, but sleep would not come. I have been arguing with myself for an hour now. My chest tightened in pain, a pain that did not belong to me, but to Amethyst. It has been less than twenty-four hours, but already I was beginning to feel our connection to each other solidify. I knew that she held a bunch of hate and sadness, but I never knew to this extent. It kills me knowing that I am the cause for Goddess knows how much of that pain.
It got to the point where I couldn't take it anymore. I left my old room, sneaking passed Alyce who had fallen asleep on the couch. I made my way to where Amethyst had amazingly built a tent which I wish I could have seen how she did. It seems I didn't have to call her out as she sat on a flat rock with her knees to her chest.
