Chapter Three

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Hunter's POV

I can't believe she said all those nice things..I thought she hated me.. When she turned around and got done proving her excellent point, I walked back up to my room and slammed the door.

Cassidey's POV

Why the hell would anybody say that to their child?! I walked upstairs to go to my room when I heard crying...was that hunter? I walked into his room, and what do you know? He's crying. "Hey, what's wrong?" I seriously don't think he heard me, so I knelt down and asked him again. "Nothing's wrong," he said. "Lie again, I dare you." I prompted him. I looked at him. He looked beautiful.."what's wrong with me?! My fucking adoptive mother hates me, and you just stood up for me! When the fuck does that happen!?" "You heard that?" "Yeah, I heard everything, when did you start standing up for me?" He asked..he actually looked genuinely curious. "I've stood up for you every time that whore talks shit!," then he said something I didn't expect.." Thank you. Thank you so much for standing up for me.." I nod, motioning he's welcome. A few minutes of plain silence pass. "Come here," he motions toward the bed. I get up and sit down when he pulls me on my side and pulls me close to him. I nestle my face into his chest and sigh..this is good..really good.

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