A/N: We have yet another chapter from Domo out of the generosity of her heart. Soo yeah.
Hunter POV
My fingers fumble for the keys in my pocket. I take a deep breath, "I'll do it." Once as the words escaped past my lips, I soon felt regret. I rest my head in the crook of my shoulder blades, letting it hang.
"Go get the boy now," Vincent's malicious voice calls. I nod my head in return. I force myself to lean away from the wall. I step out the door.
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I'm sorry... I what I want to say. I finally face him. "Suve, I need to tell you something important."
"What's happening?" He asks warily. His eyes avert to my hands, which they hold Vincent's car keys.
It takes me all the courage to work up a small smile and respond to him with a lie, "Remember those times when we would always ride our bikes to random places? Like we were riding to nowhere in particular?" I practically lied to him, even though that was not a lie. It's a lie because I have decided to keep Vincent's and my plan away from his mind.
His eyes gleam with joy from the old times.
"Maybe we could live off this way: Away from the world. Our past. Our present. Our future."
"Maybe," Suve answers honestly. "So, what's been going on lately?" He hides his hands in his jean's pockets. I look fast enough to see a few cuts and bruises on his knuckles.
I shiver. My mind has suddenly went back to overdrive. I feel the urge to capture him. I need to.
I stare at him intently and
The words "I'm sorry" Appear in mind. I ignore the thought and
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I sprint towards him and leap onto him, the chair falling backwards, causing us to stumble on the floor. My target is now under me, perfect.
He is a traitor. He is now my enemy.
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"I'm back!" I giddily shout, dragging Suve's tied up body with a rope.
He comes toward me and claps his hands together, "Great! Now shall the ceremony begin?"
"Sure."
"Follow me, I'll show you guys to the 'auditorium of celebration'."
I don't regret anything.
Not at all.
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