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Hunter
Ispent the night talking to August and crashing at his bar, we had breakfast together and I drove around for a couple of hours to clear my head. I don’t want to be her friend anymore, or her occasional hookup; I want all of her. So fuck her and her perspective. I’m done playing games. My whole life is a game and I’ve had enough, reached my damn limit.
But why can’t I stop loving the way she whimpered when I held her in my arms? Why can’t I stop thinking about her laugh? Why can’t I turn the fuck around?
I skid to a halt in front of the porch where she’s sitting, and hop off my bike.
“Fuck this.” I grunt, getting angrier with each step I take toward her. Storming up the steps, I slam my helmet on the table in front of her. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
She peeks up at me through those thick black lashes of hers, resting her book in her lap, eyes all innocent. But she has another thing coming if she thinks she’s fooling me even one small bit.
I take a seat in the chair next to hers. “Don’t fucking play me.” I point my finger in her face, the same finger that disappeared inside her not so long ago. Stretching out my legs, I try to shift, not wanting to stare into her innocent doll-like eyes. I need to control myself. I’m fucking mad as hell. I am a total shit if that deer-in-the-headlights look of hers actually makes me want to smash my fists into a wall. “Did you spend the night at Timothy’s?” I drawl. “Didn’t take him long to change teams.” I motion to Drew’s place where Tim disappears inside.
“Fuck you, Hunter. I crashed at his place. I didn’t sleep with him,” she tells me, walking to the door. When she tries to open it, I’m right behind her, pinning her body with my own, making it impossible for her to move.
“Why did you sleep with me and walk away like nothing had happened?” I ask, and she shivers.
“Because,” she whispers, leaning into me.
“What?” I ask, turning her around, resting my palm flat against the door.
“Leave me alone, Hunter,” she grits out, pushing my arm away.
“No, I want you to tell me the truth,” I bellow, pressing her against the wood. Her body burning me. “I think it’s fucking obvious I want to be more than friends, Shorty. Even after Jay warned me to stay away, I couldn’t. This is the first time something has felt real in my life.”
“What do you want me to say?” she mutters, pushing me away from her.
“Tell me the goddamn truth, Sky. Do you feel the same about me?” I roar, drawing my brows together
“I-I-I don’t know.” She can’t even look me in the eyes.
“You don’t know?” I ask, exasperated.
“I can’t, Hunter. Just go,” she pleads, walking a couple steps, she grabs the railing and turns her back to me.
“Why not? I need to know the truth, and I’m not walking, so tell me.” I try to keep my voice level, but it’s hard with my heartbeat hammering in my ears.
“You want the truth?” she almost yells.
“Yeah, babe. Give it to me straight.”
“Damn you, it was fun. I wanted something to get my mind off what is happening to me, something meaningless, something quick and painless, but then you say shit like this to me,” she says, tearing my heart out.
“It was fucking fun, but it became so much more for me. I thought we were friends?” I ask, and I hate that my voice sounds hoarse.
“Then be my friend and leave me alone. I’m no good for you, Hunter.”
“You weren’t giving me the friend vibe when you were moaning my name, Shorty.”
She shakes her head. “You never quit do you?” she whispers, her voice a slow drawl.
Now, I only begin to register how her voice has changed over the last couple of weeks. It’s much slower, and hoarser than it was when she first got here. Why do I get the feeling she is still hiding something from me? I stare at her face, her pupils aren’t dilated like she’s been smoking pot the whole day. Maybe she’s just tired?
“I’m no quitter, babe.”
Sky
“Forget it, BMX guy,” I say, taking a deep breath. My throat hurts from talking.
