Hunters POV
"Hunter Kody Mills! Get your ass up here now!" My mom screamed at me. What the hell did she need now! She's gonna make me late!
I ran up the stairs and there she was standing over my open suitcases.
"Fuck." I mumbled.
"Hunter, tell me why the HELL you are packing your gun! Are you FUCKING CRAZY!?! Well of course you are!" She screamed in my face.
"What if I need it for, you know, hunting or maybe protection!? You don't know what kinda people are in Africa!" She looks at me like she's about to whoop my ass. "Really. THATS YOUR REASON!?! Fine you know what, I don't give a SHIT! Make some goddamn memories with that thing! Hell you spend more time with your gun than actual people!"
Hell I did because it never let me down. People do.
