The air was heavy between us as we sat around the coffee table again. I took my usual place on the loveseat and he took his usual place on the floor, propped against the futon. I curled my knees to my chest and started to trace my teeth with my fingers while I waited for him to say something. Anything.
Hunted: Prologue HUNTED: Chapter One HUNTED: Chapter Two HUNTED: Chapter Three HUNTED: Chapter Four HUNTED: Chapter Five HUNTED: Chapter Six HUNTED: Chapter Seven HUNTED: Chapter Eight HUNTED: Chapter Nine HUNTED: Chapter Ten HUNTED: Chapter Eleven HUNTED: Chapter Twelve Thirteen. Lennox Rose: “Lenny Bee!” Cory shouts as I enter the coffee shop. “Hey.” I … Continue reading HUNTED: Chapter Thirteen
I reach out and cradle his face in my hands, my thumbs resting below his eyes, catching his tears. “Me too, Jax, me too.” He rests his forehead on my shoulder and wraps his arms around me tightly. My arms squeeze around his neck and I feel him start to shake. We stay like that for awhile, crying together, grieving together, trying to find solace.
Hunted: Prologue HUNTED: Chapter One HUNTED: Chapter Two HUNTED: Chapter Three HUNTED: Chapter Four HUNTED: Chapter Five HUNTED: Chapter Six HUNTED: Chapter Seven HUNTED: Chapter Eight HUNTED: Chapter Nine HUNTED: Chapter 10 Eleven. Officer Finn Holland: I watch the clip for the fifth time and I feel victorious. Yet, I also have a sinking feeling … Continue reading HUNTED: Chapter Eleven
“I just witnessed my best friend get murdered and survived two gunshots! If I feel like getting drunk I am going too.” I snap. They were right though, I never drank. It wasn’t my thing but hours ago we laid Juliet to rest and I realized that her murderer could have been watching us, or me rather, for awhile. Call me crazy but that was a hard pill to swallow.
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“Don’t tell me you love me,” I finally said.
“Why not?” He looked hurt.
“Because I am not a good person.” He was on top of me so it was hard to look away from him even though I wanted to.
“Ophelia Mae Micheals, I love you,” He said anyway.
“I told you not to say that,” tears were in my eyes.
“You can’t tell me how to feel.” He said kissing the tip of my nose.
“Those words should be protected and saved for someone you truly love,” A lone tear leaked into my ear. I hated myself more then I ever have at this particular moment.
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