《His weakness ; Her strength》

The ball pt 2

I was sitting in the corner of the ball room, everyone had left except for me, Hunter and the body. I kept replaying in my head what just happened, my body was still shaking in fear and denial. My vision was blurry, all I could make out was blood on the floor and Hunter standing over it.  Was this even real? I closed my eyes and I fell back into the scene that occurred 10 minutes ago.

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I watched him grab the gun from inside his waistband, I couldn't move yet before I knew it I was on the floor and so was Hunter. He had pushed us out of the bullet's way. I watched as the bullet darted across the room behind where I had been standing. My mother froze in shock and took a bullet to the chest. Throwing herself back on the floor, I felt my stomach sink and my heart was there with it. I tried to crawl to her but Hunter held me back. I looked back up at my father to see his trembling hands still holding the gun upright. His eyes darted around the room as the crown scurried out the doors, not caring who was partaking in the crime. Not like it was anything more than a normal day for the rest of the Mafia, people die every day. But this was my mom. I punched Hunter's chest, trying to break free from his grip but he didn't move a muscle, he has there and allowed me to hit him. I knew how strong I was, I knew I was hurting him and he didn't seem like he cared. 'why the fuck is he so calm'. I stopped hitting him and my father dropped the gun, stumbling back  he looked like he was in a trance. He took a couple steps back before turning around and walking towards the exit. He walked like it was simply the end of the party and that's why he had to leave, not because he just killed my mom. I could feel hunters grip slowly release on me and I ran to my mom. I dropped to my knees in front of her and screamed my heart out. I held her head in my palm and saw life slowly drifting from her. "Mom please don't leave me, please hang on" I cried out. I watched her eyes slowly shut and her try to mumble something. My eyes widened as I realized I couldn't hear her. I lowered my ear to her mouth, as she barely let out a whisper. "Mom what repeat what you said! Mom please! No! Mom please!" I shook her body, just as if I was waking her up on Christmas morning, or when she would fall asleep on New years. But this wasn't the same. She didn't wake up this time.

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I held my legs up to my body, my eyes were wide and my tears streamed carelessly down my cheeks. I didn't know how long it had been before I felt hunters presence behind me. He had sat on the floor with me, and wrapped his arms around my balled up body. My breathing calmed, I leaned into his chest and cried with more pain than I have ever felt. He picked me up and walked me out to the limo. I didn't question the limo, I really didn't care, I just wanted him to hold me. And so he did. The drive back was silent. I was sprauled across two seats with my head on his lap, he stroked my hair while I cried and i contemplated how I would go about the rest of my life, how it would feel know she wasn't there. She was the reason I met Hunter. I seen Hunter go on his phone, my raw eyes burned with the sudden white light, making me even more curious I seen him texting Sarah's babysitter. He was asking if she wanted to keep her longer for a $5 raise. I wasn't surprised when she accepted, I also wasn't surprised that he gave a her such a big raise so early, considering the circumstances. We arrived back home and before I could step out of the car I was being carried again. "I can walk" I sniffled quietly. "Doesn't mean you should have to" he responded with almost no emotion.

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I was laying on my side, my back to the door, the room was pitch black with a sliver of light form the hallway. Hunter was in his office, he said he had to make some calls, I wanted to listen to what they were saying but I couldn't find the energy.
About 20 minutes later, Hunter came into the room. I felt a dip in the bed behind me, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my head. I turned around and layed on his shirtless chest, with tears in my eyes I traced over his tattoos. I thought about how tonight was supposed to be the night. I thought about giving myself to him, I still wanted to but tonight was about my mom. I wondered what she tried to say to me. Maybe she wanted to tell me she was proud of me, or that it wasn't my fault, Maybe he just wanted to tell me that she loved me. My eyes were heavy and I slowly drifted off to sleep.

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I woke up the next morning to a breakfast in front of me and Hunter rubbing my back to wake up. The smell of French toast (my favorite breakfast) made me feel extremely hungry. I was mid stuffing my face when Hunter announced "we are going on vacation tomorrow" I looked at him with a blank expression. He hated going on vacation, every time I asked he ranted about how he would rather just take a couple days off of work. "But you hate-" "I want to go on vacation with you, it's already paid for" he interrupted. "Ok... Where are we going and for how long?" I could tell he hesitated on his answer, probably wondering if it should be a surprise or not. " Well I figured with everything going on, we would stay somewhere that would take your mind off things, I know thats how you like to cope" he stated which made my heart melt. I kissed his lips with passion. "Soooo..." he chuckled, "we are staying at a resort on a bioluminescent beach in California, we'll be there for 4 days" my jaw dropped. I remembered showing him my Pinterest board and Instagram feed of the bioluminescent beaches. The waves there were beautiful and I dreamt of swimming in them one day. Few of the beaches allowed you to actually swim there. "Your kidding, Hunter please tell me your not messing with me" my face lit up. He laughed, he rarely did and it was a beautiful sight. "I'm serious, we leave at 9am tomorrow" my heart fluttered with excitement, the numbness of my mother's death left my body, I knew it would come back but for now this was what I needed.
After last night I realized no matter how many connections I had with people, no matter how great my reputation was "it's only about who stands in the rain with you when they have a choice to be dry" My favorite quote, that finally came to life.

A/N
Hey guys, I'm sorry for taking so long, a lot has been going on at home and I felt really lonely so my book hasn't been my main focus. I'm gonna start writing as much as I can and post a bit more often. Please comment, I love hearing what y'all have to say!