HUNTED: Chapter 14

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: Chapter Thirteen

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

HUNTED: Chapter Eleven

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: Chapter Ten

“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.

HUNTED: Chapter Nine

When I open the door I hear Jaxon Hart’s terrified voice, “Lennox? Lenny? Come back to me, come on…come on…come on!” He is on the floor draped over a very blue looking Lennox.

“What happened?” I bark moving towards them and touch Lennox’s neck. She has pulse but she is cold as ice and completely out of it. 

HUNTED: Chapter Seven

My mom always told me that beauty is achieved, not genetic. In other words she was firm believer in self-made, store bought perfection. I think she said this because her daughter was born just shy of beautiful, a mutant if you well. It was her way of trying to make me feel pretty but never once have I taken her actions as a compliment. Dad tells me I’m the green apple in a sea of red ones. A unique find, an acquired taste. In the end all I ever felt was less then. Never greater then. 

HUNTED: Chapter Six

I replayed her story in my head when the wheels starting turning, “You two weren’t planning on coming home that night?”

She shook her head, having spent the last hour talking, it was easy to see that she was drained. Easy for me to tell that she was ready for quiet. 

I bit down on my lip again, “Interesting.” 

Lennox furrowed her eyebrows in a question, what?