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“What’s your name?” he asks.
“Fuck you, creep!”
“I’m Julian Bowen,” he says, not phased by my vicious tone. “And we’re meant to be together.”
“You and the bullets in my chamber are meant to be together. Now, I’m not going to tell you again. Fuck off!”
He steps back into the light and my knees go a little weak. Holy hell, I almost forgot how good looking he is.
My body is betraying me. It should be in survival mode, but instead, it’s in curl up into those big arms and cuddle mode.
“Don’t!” I warn as he slowly starts walking toward me. “I shot a bear, I’ll shoot you too!”
“I know,” he says as his bare feet keep moving. “I felt all three shots.”
He points to the two wounds on his shoulder and I nearly faint. He has two bullet holes in his shoulder and one in his chest, exactly where I had shot that bear. What are the odds of that happening? They’re a bit bloody, but they look like they’re almost healed up.
“What do you mean, you felt all three shots?” I ask as I watch him curiously. “Stay back!”
I keep taking steps back because the creep keeps moving toward me.
“That’s what I wanted to tell you,” he says as he gets too close for my comfort. “We’re ma—”
I pull the trigger and a bullet explodes out of the chamber and sinks right into his beautiful muscular thigh. I hate to ruin a masterpiece, but he’s not leaving me much of a choice.
He stumbles back with a wince and stares at me with the same look of betrayal that the bear had in his eyes.
And just like I did with the bear, I start running.
Although, this time, I have all of my stuff and I’m not coming back.Chapter FiveMadisonI’m exhausted when I wake up in the morning. I ran through most of the night until I was sure that the naked creeper wasn’t following me.
I don’t feel bad for shooting him, but I do kind of feel bad for ruining such a beautiful, muscular thigh. It feels like a crime against humanity to destroy something that perfect.
With a vicious yawn, I crawl out of my deflated and broken tent, and look around. I pitched what was left of my tent off the trail beside a huge rock that is now covered in bugs. Ew.
I try to stay as quiet as I can while I look around for any signs of a naked man and/or a wounded grizzly bear hellbent on revenge.
I came out here in the wilderness to see what I was made of, and I must say, I’m pretty impressed with myself. I handled an attacking grizzly bear who wanted me for his lunch and I handled a sexual deviant who wanted me for his dessert. I’m kind of a badass. I’m the toughest girl I kno—“Ahh shit!!” I scream when a ladybug lands on my neck. I swat it off in a panic and then look around frantically to see if anything bigger was around to hear my screams.
It looks like I’m okay. Where was I? Oh, right. I’m a total badass. Unless you’re counting ladybugs…
After a quick breakfast, I pack up all my things and keep moving at a brisk pace. It’s always cool in the morning and it gets warmer as the day goes on. Right now, I’m feeling good as I move along the mountain path, watching the spectacular scenery that somehow keeps getting better every day.
The smell of pine needles and earthy moss on the crisp air has me breathing in deep as the ground starts moving up at a steep angle. I’m sweating out all of the energy drinks, the junk food, the alcohol, and all of the shit that I’ve been fueling my body with for the past few years. It feels good. When I get out of this path on the other end, I’ll be a new me.
If I get out of this path. I’m still not sure if I’m being followed by someone or something.
I take a nervous look around but there’s nothing to see except for craggy cliffs in the distance and tall Redwoods all around me. My hand strokes the gun on my hip as I take a deep breath and keep moving.
If he comes back, I’ll shoot him again.
It worked last time as a strategy and like my dad always said, “If it ain’t broke, do that shit again.”
My stomach starts grumbling around lunchtime, so I head toward the sound of the babbling river in the distance to eat.
That’s when I hear a masculine voice, mumbling something to himself. My heart nearly stops as I hide behind a tree and listen.
“Next time, you let me handle it,” the voice says. There’s no answer, but that doesn’t stop him from talking to his invisible friend. “No! You fucked it up! I told you.”
