H U N T E D ~ T H

33

"Have you told your parents yet?" He asked, his mouth devouring my neck.

We were meant to be cleaning the bikes at the shop but instead we are sitting on one of them, my back against the handle bars while my legs wrap around his waist.

I held his neck, pulling him into me more. I couldn't get close enough to him, I felt like I was never close enough to him. I needed him all the time.

It has been two days since I saw the writing on his cast, he keeping telling me to tell my parents about it but we both know what will happen then.

"Not yet" I breathed out, meeting his lips. The garage door was cracked open slightly, a small amount of light shining threw but a cold breeze hit my arm, sending chills up my back.

It was nearly October, the trees have started to turn orange and it's getting darker later. I'm starting to miss the sun.

"You need to tell them" He told me, biting down on my bottom lip and pulling at it.

"I don't wanna talk about that right now" I stood up from the bike, pulling off my jeans and dropping them to the floor before climbing back on the bike.

He pulled a condom out his pocket, sliding it on his hard cock. He pulled my pants to the side, slowly pushing into me.

He grunted, holding a hand on my back to keep me steady. I rocked my hips back and forth, grinding onto his dick.

His mouth hovered over mine, hanging open with silent moans. I held the handle bars behind me to keep myself up, he planted his feet on the ground to make sure the bike wouldn't fall.

"You look so beautiful like this" He ran his fingers threw my hair "Taking my cock like such a good girl."

I moaned at his words, my pace fastening as he held my hips. "If anything else- fuck, if anything else happens, promise me you'll tell your parents" He said threw groans.

"I said I didn't wanna talk about this right now" I held the back of his head, pulling at his hair.

"Mackayla" He warned threw gritted teeth.

"Fine, I promise."

It's been a month. Nothing else has happened, me and Tom have continued to see each other and our friends -minus Isaac- have been none the wiser.

There's been no writing on any walls, windows, casts or anything like that. So I haven't told my parents, I wasn't planning on telling them anyways.

I don't wanna be sent away, I don't wanna leave Tom.

"How about this" Tom turned his phone to me, showing a Pinterest photo of a doctor and nurse.

I crawled across my bed, settling beside him. "You know we can't do couple Halloween costumes" I sighed "I wish we could though."

He pouted. "But you would look so good in a nurses costume" He gave me the puppy eyes.

I went to reply but then my mother barged in, swinging the door all the way open. "I told you to keep this door open when Tom is here, no offence honey, are you ready yet? We need to leave in 10" She said quickly, too fast for me to even process.

"Not yet" I replied, glancing down to sleep shorts and Tom's shirt which I was wearing. "I won't be long."

"Hurry up" She groaned, turning to walk out "I can't be late for my own ceremony."

Sheriff Shaw finally retired and promoted my mother. Sheriff Greeves, has a ring to it.

I sighed, standing up from the bed and walking over to the wardrobe. I pulled off Tom's shirt, dropping it to the floor as I searched for something to wear.

My brows knitted together when I heard the door close behind me, I turned around seeing Tom had slowly shut the door over.

"What are you doing?" I said, watching as he walked back over to my bed, sitting down on the edge. He patted his lap, ushering me over.

"I have to get dressed" I sighed, shaking my head.

I turned back around, picking out an orange jumper and jeans. I felt his hands around my waist, trailing their way up to my breasts.

He kissed my ear, biting at my lobe. "Tom" I breathed out, pulling his hand down to my stomach.

"Just a quicky" He slipped his hand into my shorts, rubbing my clothes pussy.

"It's never quick with you" I rested my head back onto his chest, I couldn't help but grind into his hand.

"Mackayla!" My mum yelled from the bottom of the stairs "Hurry up!"

Tom let out a sigh threw his nose, scrunching his lips up as he removed his hand. "Your mine tonight" He turned me around so I was looking up at him "Come over after the ceremony?"

"Sure" I reached up on my tip-toes, placing a kiss on his lips. "If I survive."

"It's only a couple hours" He held my chin "Text me if you need me."

"Okay" I nodded.

*

The ceremony was total bullshit. All I did was sit in a chair outside while my mother got handed a badge and old men stared at her ass.

I kept picking at the food on my plate as we ate in the community hall, Issac was there but he was too busy getting pushed around my Nick for both of them to even notice me.

Nick was only here cuz his dads Mayor and he has to go to all of these dumb events.

"You seem like your enjoying yourself" Hiddleston sat down at the chair next to me, slouched down with his light brown police uniform on.

"What gave it away?" I kept my eyes on my plate filled with shitty microwaved fries and those tiny sausages you give to kids.

"Wanna sneak away, the range is open" He said with a grin.

"Hells yeah."

*

"Shoulder back" He tapped my shoulder as he stood behind me, my hands tight around the gun as I aimed it at the target.

"Deep breaths-"

"I know what I'm doing, Hiddleston" I shrugged him off me, letting out a long breath as I closed one of my eyes, taking aim at the cardboard person.

I imagined it being Annie's face, Nicks body so I can shoot his dick off.

I squeezed the trigger, the pop making my ears ring slightly before I lowered the gun. One bullet hole places right in the middle of the chest.

"Not bad, sharpshooter" Hiddleston nodded proudly. "So who's pissed you off this time?"

"Everyone" I mumbled, taking aim again, this time loading three rounds into the head, chest and dick area.

"Guy problems?" He raised a brow, resting against the wall beside me that split the two rooms "The Mayfrield kid? Or, what's his name again, Jake?"

"Jack" I corrected, shooting a couple more shots "And no, Jacks not been in town for a while and Nicks just... Nick."

"You know you can talk to me" He placed his hand on my shoulder, tilting his head to the side "I'm good at keeping my mouth shut."

"Thanks for the offer, Hiddleston" I nodded "But I'm good."

I can't trust you. I want to but I can't trust anyone.

I placed the gun down of the counter in front of me, leaning on the wood as I hung my head. I can't trust anyone.

"You sure your okay, Greeves?" Hiddleston asked with a sceptical look.

"God, I hate that name" I mumbled under my breath, squeezing my eyes shut.

"You know, it's quiet common to hate your own name" He said matter-of-factly.

"My own name" I repeated, speaking quietly that I'm surprised he could hear me "My name."

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What's the verdict? Who do you guys think it is, Iv seen a couple Kenner comments.