Chapter XXXIII: Hunter

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Hi:) First of all, I'd like to say thanks if you have made it this far! :)

I know this book is not the best. But this is my first one after all, and English is not even my native language.  And I know that I need to get better at it. And I'll work on it of course. So, if you find any mistakes feel free to comment. And of course I'd be happy for suggestions, opinions about the chapters. That would help for sure. So, thank you!:)

Also, I decided to leave a little note from now on in each chapter. I thought it'd be better this way. 

But moving on, this chapter is very special for me. This one, and the following few chapters are one of my favorites that I wrote so far in this book. It was very fun and exciting. And I hope you guys will love it too. So, basically that's it. Have fun with reading! And tell me what you think of this chapter:)

-E.K

I have no idea how I got here. My mind just shut down. But here I am. In front of Gabe Fucking Miller's house.

Let's do this you motherfucker.

I walk into the house without even paying attention to what could be happening on the porch. As for the sounds, some idiot people are having sex. For Jesus Christ's sake. What is wrong with everyone?

There's a huge lobby as I enter the house. Many people are here that's for sure. I don't know how I'm gonna find Katie. But I'm gonna be looking for her until I find her. I need to make sure if she's okay. And I'm not gonna leave without her.

''Oh hello! Did you come from school or what?'' I stop and turn right. Gabe is standing with his stupid friends. ''Nerd.'' He says with a grin.

What the fuck is he talking about?

Then I notice that I brought my backpack with me.

Why did I bring it here?

''Fuck off Gabe!!'' I rage at him and walk off. I don't know where, I'm just going where my feet lead me.

''Someone get him a drink! He's super grumpy right now.'' I hear Gabe overyelling the loud music from behind.

I keep going ignoring these assholes. Honestly, this piece of shit wouldn't be such a big guy. Without his two big friends, he would probably be dead by now. I'm not a big guy myself either, but I could beat the shit out of him if I wanted to.

I can barely get through the crowd without someone spilling their drink at me.

I keep pushing everyone away. God I hate this. I hate everyone. I hate this party. But I need to check on her. I need to see her and make sure that she's okay or I'll go total crazy.

I take a cup out of someone's hand not knowing what's in it and drink it up. I wrinkle my nose and start coughing as the vodka goes down burning my throat. Seriously? Did it really have to be vodka? Jeez!!

I get a bottle of beer out of a random guy's hand and wash down this crap. I drink up the whole thing. Much better.

I put down the bottle at a small table as I get to the other side of the room. I have no idea where I am. This house is like a castle.

I pass by a couple making out. The girl's shirt is thrown onto the ground and the guy's hand is under her skirt.

What the fuck?

I never understood why people do this. I mean they are about to fuck each other under that picture of the Holy Family or what? Sorry Jesus! But these people apparently don't know how to show some respect.

I shake my head and roll my eyes as I walk past more couples like that one.

Jesus! Why can't anyone keep their dick inside their pants? I know I'm not a saint either, but this isn't anybody's business. If I want to have sex I do it behind closed doors without anyone watching. These teenagers clearly don't know how to do it right. And these girls...they are so surprised that some guys take advantage of them. You thank that to yourself. A) Don't dress like a bitch! And B) Don't drink yourself to dead.

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