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"How did you guys know that I was in Anton?" I asked as Hunter handed me a mug of coffee.
"Jackass over here," he pointed at Dylan. "heard those guys saying that before he passed out. We then managed to track you down with the help of Frankie and Zachariah." Hunter threw his arm over my shoulder.
I frowned. "You know. I still don't get Zachariah. First he wants to kill you, and then he doesn't. What a weirdo." I took a sip of my coffee.
"Zoe's right." Dylan said. "I don't get him either. Zachariah has serious personality issues." Dylan said, making me almost choke on my coffee because I had to laugh.
Hunter smiled and shook his head. I didn't expect Zachariah to help us out. Who knows what goes on in his head.
"I still think that we should have killed Tony." Dylan said bitterly.
I looked at Hunter. I was actually surprised that he didn't kill him. Even I wanted Tony dead, but I don't think that I'd be able to kill him. Hunter sighed and looked at Dylan.
"The only reason I didn't kill him was because I promised Blaze and Zoe..." he looked at me.
I looked at Hunter, completely speechless. I didn't know what to say. Hunter Adams still manages to leave me speechless and still has the ability to melt my heart with just one touch. I blinked a few times and finally smiled at him, and he smiled back. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and kissed my forehead. I rested my head on his shoulder and looked at Dylan, who was smiling at me. Finally everything was going to be fine now. Tony is in jail and I can finally be with Hunter now.
Dylan put his mug on the table and stood up. He stretched as he yawned loudly. Hunter sighed and rolled his eyes while I just stared at Dylan until he was done. Once he was done with his possession looking little moment, he looked at me and smiled.
"Since I'm in Anton again, I want to visit my aunt now." he grinned. "I haven't seen her for a while."
"Yeah, you should go." Hunter said as soon as Dylan finished.
Dylan narrowed his eyes at Hunter. "Fuck you, Hunter."
Hunter grinned. "Nah. I have Zoe for that. You should leave now." he said and I just looked at Hunter with a dropped jaw.
Hunter looked at me and chuckled. So did Dylan. I just crossed my arms over my chest and pouted. Dylan shook his head and kissed my forehead. "I'll see you later, Zoe." he said and I waved at him with a slight smile.
I got up and placed my mug on the table too. "I'll be right back." I said and Hunter nodded.
I walked to the bedroom and closed the door. A tear slipped down my cheek as I thought about everything Tony did to me. All the pain, all the scars, and all the abuse. I never thought a brother could do that. He hurt me so bad, that now I can't even face Hunter without feeling like a whore. The words Tony used. He told me I'm a whore and that I slept around with guys... It was true that I got raped by a few of Tony's friends, but apparently, he only found out about Brandon.
I wanted to kill myself for letting him do this to me, but then again, if I die, Tony would have another reason to smile about. Besides, Hunter is more important than my life right now. Right? I sighed. Maybe not. What if Hunter doesn't want to be with a whore like me? I am torn and broken completely. Would Hunter want a stained girl like me?
I sniffed and sat on the bed, just staring at the wall in front of me. Everything happened so fast. Everything just messed me up completely now. I didn't want this to happen at all. Who would even want this to happen? A sudden knock on the door made me jump at least ten feet in the air. I looked at the door as the handle was pushed down and the door opened. Hunter walked in and looked around before his gaze dropped on me. I bowed my head in shame as I stared at the floor.
I heard the door close and footsteps made its way towards me. I saw Hunter kneeling down in front of me, but I still didn't look up. I kept staring at the floor. I felt Hunter stare at me for a while before his index finger lifted my chin, making me look at him. His face held so much concern. He wiped the tears off my face, but obviously that didn't stop me from crying. He didn't say anything. I didn't say anything. We just stared at each other.
He sat on the bed and hugged me tightly. I hugged him back as I cried on his chest. He just comforted me as I cried. He just stroked my hair and rubbed my back gently. I sobbed and sobbed and sobbed, but Hunter never let go. Suddenly I pulled away and pushed him away from me. Hunter was shocked. Completely shocked.
"You shouldn't be with me..." I breathed out.
"Zoe, what—"
"No!" I cut him off. "I am too broken for you. You deserve so much better!"
"No, Zoe—"
"Why don't you listen, Hunter!?" I cried. "I was raped, not by only one man, but my many others! I'm seen as a whore, Hunter! And you don't deserve a whore!" I cried even more now. By now I was shaking uncontrollably. "I'm such a disgusting—"
"No!" Hunter his voice raised. I looked at him, tears still streaming down my face. "What do you even think!? I am with you because I love the way you are goddammit! I told you, didn't I? I take good care of what's mine! I deserve you, Zoe! You have no right to take my Zoe away from me!" a tear streamed down his cheek. He sat down on the bed and took my hand in his. "Zoe, you're not a whore. Nothing was your fault. Tony and his friends used you. It's not like you just walked naked in front of them and told them to bang the living hell out of you." he frowned adorably.
I just remained silent and stared at the sheets, avoiding eye contact. Suddenly I was pushed onto the bed and Hunter pinned my hands above my head. I stared at him and he stared back at me. I swallowed as his gaze got even more intense. His face got closer to mine and my heart started beating faster and faster. Soon enough his lips crashed against mine. I was shocked for a second, but then I started kissing him back. He let go of my wrists and wrapped my arms around his neck.
The kiss got deeper and Hunter his hands started to wander. His hand reached my thigh and slowly started going higher. We sat up again without breaking the kiss. I pulled away for a second, before kissing him again. I sat on his lap as I once again wrapped my arms around his neck. His hands rested on my sides as he deepened the kiss once again. Hunter pulled away and smiled at me, making me smile back. He took off my shirt and we once again started kissing passionately. Things got steamy and both of our clothes were soon on the floor.
This was definitely a night to remember...
I could finally say I felt safe and alive, all thanks to Dylan and Hunter. Thank you for making my life better, Hunter...
I love you...
THE END
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