Broken

Chapter 10 ~ He's ... Dead?

Hunter's P.O.V.

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She didn't love me? My heart felt broken. I felt like tearing everthing in this world apart. I spotted a couple holding hands and having a picnic together under a big oak tree to cover themselves from the bright sun.

I imagined it was me and Hayley. But I quickly went back to reality when I remembered she told me to my face that she didn't love me. I stared at the couple. I feel like crying all day long and never stopping.

The sun in my was soon covered by Elijah's body staring at me.

"What happened," he asked.

"She told me...she doesn't love me," I answered.

"I told you," Elijah mocked.

"Don't rub it in. We're both in grief," I told him.

"You're right. Sorry," Elijah replied.

"She was the best thing that ever happened to me. I had butterflies whenever I spot her and my heart beats so fast, it feels that it will never stop," I said.

Elijah's concentrated face turned into a frown.

I knew that he knew that I was talking about Ella.

"I...I felt the same way with Ella," Elijah whispered to himself.

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One Month Later.

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I was packing my black carry-on suitcase because Elijah gave me my freedom. I could travel all over the world with nothing holding me back. We didn't get the Mooniest but Elijah said he'll call me if he needs me. But for now, he's letting me go. No more kingdom problems or war. Just me and only me.

My first step was France. I am going to stay with a friend of mine, Jesse, who moved there about a couple years back. Could this be really it? Am I free?

My brother is driving me to the airport tonight. In Paris, there's late night parties, drinking, dancing all night long, and no one to stop me. Paris is the city of love but I won't be looking for anyone particular.

Before I knew it, Elijah told me to get in the van. The airport was three hours away but I could wait.

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A couple hours later, I was already waving my brother good-bye. I didn't know if I would ever see him again but I got a feeling that I am. I entered the plane with pride and confidence. My seat was next to a man who already fell asleep. The man looked in his 30s but was very slick. He had a business suit on with a pillow on the left side where his head his resting.

While he's wearing his fancy suit, I was wearing a blue button down shirt, dark blue jeans and old gray sneakers. I sat down next to the 'window.'