"Well, then I'll do it. Who is it?" Hunter looked at him, taking out a cigarette.
"It's Brandon." he said and my heart started beating faster.
Brandon?
"Uhm, excuse me, are you Zoe Rainey?" the girl looked at me with a scared look on her face.
Obviously scared of Hunter. Where did she appear from though?
"Yes..." I said. "Do you need something?"
"Uhm..." she fidgeted with her fingers nervously. "The principal called you. She says that a man named Tony is here to pick you up."
Chapter Twenty-One
Hunter and I looked at each other. Tony... Tony was here... But how? How would he possibly find out?
"That bitch. I'm sure Alyssa told him." Dylan said and I just stared at the girl.
That did make sense though. Alyssa might have been the one who told him about me being alive. I mean, she is the only one that can tell Tony, right?
No, that is not right. Alyssa is not the only one who is still in contact with Tony. The second and only possible person who might have told Tony is Brandon. Of course it's Brandon. Who else could it be? It was not Alyssa. I can be a hundred percent sure that it was not Alyssa who told Tony about me still being alive.
"It wasn't Alyssa." I said.
Hunter and Dylan frowned at me, but of course, Hunter his frown turned into a resting bitch face again. "What do you mean?" Dylan asked, and obviously Hunter his attention was glued on me too.
I blinked a few times. "Alyssa didn't tell Tony. It can't be Alyssa. The only person that could have told Tony is Brandon." I said and Dylan almost choked because of nothing.
"What!?" Dylan his eyes grew wide.
"What does Brandon have to do with this!?" Hunter sat up again.
I licked my lips. I didn't want Hunter to know about this. I didn't want Dylan to know about this either. Brandon was the one who ended up in my room that night. Brandon was the one that raped me that day. I know I used to get raped by Tony almost every day, but that doesn't mean that getting raped by any other male makes it less painful. I have a huge scar on my dignity now, and I feel like a complete and utter whore. Now that Tony was here, I felt fear rise in me. I didn't want Tony in my life again. I want Hunter. I am happy with Hunter.
"Uh... Guys?" the girl fidgeted with her fingers nervously.
"Hunter..." I breathed out, grabbing his elbow. "I don't want to... Hunter, please..." a tear slipped down my cheek.
Hunter cupped my cheeks and wiped my tears away. "Baby, listen. I'm not going to let anything happen to you. I promise." he kissed my forehead and looked at the girl with his dangerous eyes. "What is your name?"
The girl pursed her lips and swallowed. Yeah, Hunter had that kind of effect on people. "M-my name i-is Violet..." she looked at the floor.
Dylan got up and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Hey, don't be scared. No one is going to hurt you. You just have to do one thing for us." Dylan smiled at her and she looked up.
"W-what?" she asked, clearly shaking.
"I told you, don't be scared. The only thing you have to do for us is go to the principal and tell her that you searched the whole school, but couldn't find Zoe." Dylan said and the girl her eyes grew wide.
"B-but... I-I can't do that." she said, sounding a bit scared.
Hunter got up and walked over to her. Not in a scary way though. He just walked up to her and looked down at her, since she was too short. "Do this one thing for me. I'll do anything you want." Hunter said and my eyes grew wide.
What?
The girl looked at Hunter with huge eyes. She licked her lips. "I-I'll just go tell her what this guy told me to tell her. And I don't want anything. Bye!" she ran off.
Dylan grinned and looked at me. "Guys, we should go."
Hunter nodded and I got up from my chair. I grabbed my bag and the three of us practically ran towards our car. Dylan got into his car while Hunter and I in ours. I had no idea where Hunter was going to take us. I practically didn't care. As long as Tony didn't find me then I would be all good.
"You know what? You get out of the car." Hunter said and I frowned at him.
"What!?" I asked. Is he really going to leave me here!?
Hunter rolled his eyes at me. "Stupid, I'm not going to leave you here. Go, get in the car with Dylan." he pointed at Dylan's car with his thumb.
"What about you then?" I asked and he chuckled.
"I have business to take care of. No questions, get in Dylan's car now, or else it won't end nicely." he gave me a look.
I didn't even ask anything further. I just got out of the car and walked over to Dylan's.
"Wait, what?" Dylan raised his eyebrow at me as I got into the car.
"Don't ask. He just told me to get into your car. Now, drive me home." I said and he nodded.
Dylan started the car and we were soon on the road. I don't know if I was right, but I had a feeling that Hunter was going to mess with Tony. And if he messes with Tony, things won't work out great for neither of them. I had no idea what he was going to do, but I just want to get away from Tony as far as possible. Tony was just the worst part of my life. I was just forgetting about him and embracing my new life, but no, he has to make an appearance again.
Dick.
I wish I wasn't this shocked. I wish I could've just walked up to him and beat the fuck out of him. But somewhere I still feel like doing something like that to your big brother was very wrong. It didn't matter if he tortured me for years. My parents raised me to love and be loved. I wanted the best for all of us. But then again, there is this other part of me that wants Tony dead.
To be honest, I don't even know how I would feel if I killed Tony. I don't know if I would feel horrible, or if I would feel satisfied. Probably both. What Tony did was terrible, and now I don't think that I'll ever be able to forgive him. Screw the love and to be loved. I can't wait to beat the fuck out of Tony. The day I see Tony begging for mercy will be the day my revenge will finally rest. I never thought that I would ever think like this.
What has happened to me?
I guess that all the kicks and all the blows made me protective over myself, kind of. I've become this dark teenager that wants her own brother dead. I am a horrible person. How can I even think about something like that!?
"Hey, Zoe. Are you okay?" I heard a voice and I snapped out of my thoughts.
I looked at Dylan who had a worried look on his face. "Yeah, I'm fine." I sighed.
"Zoe, I'm not as stupid as you think I am. I know something's up. Well, it is kind of obvious that it's Tony though, but you're still talking about it." Dylan said and I smiled.
"I don't know, Dylan. I feel like a total psychopath. I feel like I've gone bonkers." I said and Dylan looked at me for a second before focusing on the road again.
"What?" I saw him raise his eyebrow.
"I feel like I'm going insane. My parents always thought me to over-win hatred with love, but now... Now I'm just thinking of different ways to kill Tony. This is not who I am..." I blinked a few times.
I wasn't like that.
"No, Zoe. You became the person you are right now. You're just going through a phase where everything around you is dark. The only thing you see right now is Tony and his torture, and honestly, I would help you kill that motherfucker. Even if I go to jail, I won't care as long as he's fucking dead." Dylan scrunched his nose out of hatred.
I didn't say anything. I just stared out of the window like I usually do. I recognized the street Dylan was in and immediately waited for him to pull over once we reached home. As soon as Dylan pulled over, I opened the door and ran towards the house. I felt kind of paranoid. What if Tony had men everywhere? I quickly opened the door and went inside with Dylan following me. Once I had locked the door, I went into the living room and tossed my bag on the couch where Dylan decided to sit down.
I went to the kitchen and got myself a glass of water. I leaned against the wall as I drank my water, feeling myself drift into my thoughts. I don
't want Tony back in my life. I never thought that he would be back. Well, I knew he was going to be back, but I didn't know that it was going to be this fast. It had been months since Hunter made me live together with him. Till today, I have no idea why he accepted me. I have no idea why he chose me. I have no idea why he wanted me.
A loud groan made me snap out of my thoughts. What the hell?
I placed the glass of water on the counter and ran out of the kitchen, only to see Hunter entering the house with a knife stabbed into his side. What the fuck? I ran over to him and grabbed him by his face.
"Hunter, what happened to you?" a tear slipped down my face. "Dylan! Fucking get over here!" I yelled, hearing his footsteps immediately after that.
"What's wrong!? Are you okay!?" he ran towards Hunter and I. His eyes grew wide once he saw Hunter. "Holy motherfucking shit!" he swore as he ran towards Hunter.
Hunter threw his arms over my shoulder and we helped him to the living room, making him lie down on the couch. I ran to our bedroom and took the first aid kit. I just hope that this would be enough.
"Holy shit, Hunter!" I heard Dylan yell.
I reached the living room and saw that Hunter pulled the knife out. Explains Dylan's random swearing. I ran over to Hunter and kneeled in front of him. I felt myself shivering as I took out the needle to stitch the wound up. I saw Hunter blinking slowly and my eyes grew wide. I placed my hand on his cheek, my heart beating faster.
"Hunter! Keep your eyes open! You are going to make it. Just stay with me!" Even though the wound wasn't that bad, I still panicked.
I took off his shirt, revealing his tattooed body with the wound in his side. I bit my lip as I started stitching him up. I could feel his heartbeat getting slower and slower, scaring me even more. I have no idea how I was going to manage this. After stitching him up, I cleaned the wound. I didn't even know if I was doing this right. I just hope he was going to be fine.
I need Hunter in my life.
"Uh, Zoe... I think I heard a car." Dylan said, looking at the window.
I didn't focus on that. I just cried as I cleaned the wound. "Hunter, how did this happen?" I asked between sobs.
"B-Brandon..." he breathed out as I finally bandaged his wound. "Don't worry. It's not that bad. Still hurts like a son of a bitch."
"Zoe, I'm fucking serious! There is someone here!" Dylan got up and ran towards the window.
I sat next to Hunter and cupped his cheek. "Please be fine..." I breathed out.
I got up and ran over to Dylan. There really was a car outside our house. It was a third car. Who could that possibly be? My eyes grew wide. What if it's...
"Hello, Zoe..." I heard a voice.
Chapter Twenty-Two
I stared at him as he started taking steps forward with a gun in his hand. I gulped and backed up a bit. I had no idea what to do now. Hunter was not even stable enough to be able to handle this. I stared at him with this horrified look on my face. The evil smile on his face told me that I had a lot to be afraid of, but then again, when wasn't Tony evil?
"Hello, my disobedient little Angel." Tony grinned at me.
I gulped. Hunter stood up from the couch, wincing in pain as he held onto his side. He looked at Tony and Tony laughed nastily. Dylan helped me get up as Tony shook his head. It was silent. You would be able to hear a needle falling onto the floor. Tony his blue eyes scanned around the house before looking at us again. He walked closer and sat on the couch, placing his feet onto the coffee table as if he owned the goddamned place.
"I am impressed, Hunter." he shot Hunter an impressed look. "To be honest, I never thought that a scum like you would be able to own a cozy house like this. I thought that you would be living on the streets or something." he grinned at Hunter. Suddenly his gaze dropped on me. "Ah, haven't I missed you." he got up.
"Back off." Hunter stood in front of Tony.
"Oh, don't be so overprotective. I was just trying to make a friendly conversation." he looked at me with a look that told me that everything was just a deception. "We always have these, don't we, Angel?"
I gulped. I thought of all the times Tony actually gave me that look, and all of those were horribly terrifying. I blinked a few times. After all the tortures, abuse, and attempt of murder, Tony is actually here; standing in front of me with a gun in his hand. Of course, he wasn't here to make a friendly conversation. He was here to either take me back, or kill me. I'd rather have Tony to kill me than bring me back to the life I used to have. I was finally happy. I was living happy with Hunter. Heck; I was happy this morning, until...
"Shut the fuck up." Dylan glared at Tony.
"Oh, we haven't met." Tony faked a surprised look. "I am Tony, by the way." he grinned at Dylan and then looked at me again. "Who is this, Zoe? Another one of your pimps? I always knew you were a whore." and as soon as he said that, Hunter his hand formed into a fist and flew onto his face.
"That is fucking enough, you son of a bitch!" I yelped and hid behind Dylan.
Tony laughed as he wiped the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. "I didn't expect it to be that good." He nodded his head impressively. "I sure underestimated you, pretty boy."
"Well, I'm about to be fucking gorgeous in just a few minutes." Hunter clenched his jaw and his fist connected with Tony's face again, making Tony fall on the floor.
The gun slipped out of his hands as he fell. Tony looked up at Hunter with furious eyes. "Okay, now that was a bit too much." he growled, grabbing the gun and standing up again.
He pointed the gun at Hunter and I gasped. This was not happening. I felt Dylan tense as he watched everything that was happening in front of him. We had to do something. We couldn't just stand here and watch what they're doing. Hunter can get killed, and I can't live without Hunter.
"All this time I thought this little bitch was dead, but then Brandon, another one of her pimps, called me and told me that she's still alive. I really didn't think that she would've survived," Tony spat angrily. "But that's okay, because today you won't survive, bitch." he pointed the gun at Dylan and I. "Today you are going to die for sure."
I gulped as I watched his index finger linger over the trigger. This is it, I guess. This was going to be it. I looked at Hunter as he stared at me with wide eyes. Somehow it seemed as if he had forgotten the pain in his side. Dylan on the other hand, stood in front of me in a protective way.
"You won't get away with it. Hunter and I won't let you." Dylan said.
"Even if it means risking our own fucking lives." Hunter spat at Tony and Tony started laughing again.
"It's so cute. It's almost like a movie. This is very amusing." Tony looked at us.
"You're right, Tony. This is like a movie, and if you watch them, you must have realized that in most of them, the villains like you end up dying." Dylan said.
As soon as Dylan said that, Tony started laughing again. Dylan took the chance, grabbed the vase from the coffee table, and threw it on his head. My eyes grew wide as I watched Tony groan in pain, making the gun fall from his hands once again. (Note to self: Never laugh when trying to kill someone.) Hunter took the gun from the floor and kicked Tony in the stomach, making him fall on the floor. Hunter pointed the gun at Tony, ready to pull the trigger.
"Hunter! No!" I shouted and ran over to Hunter. "No please, don't do this." I breathed out and Hunter looked at me.
"Why the fuck not, Zoe!? He gave you nothing but pain. Why would I not?" Hunter looked at Tony again with no mercy at all.
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