Beyond the Shadow of a Doubt: Hunter x OC

Confrontation

The afternoon was beginning to lose its battle against evening as Hunter wove his way through the trees, his gut protesting each step along the familiar path. His mind was racing so quickly that he was utterly lost in it all, instead trying to simply focus on where he was going rather than what he would do when we got there. He pushed up the sleeves of his flannel shirt, then pulled them back down, then tugged at the waistband of his brown pants. As the sound of the sea grew louder, he emerged from the densely wooded forest into the meadows that sloped toward the cliffs above the ocean. The rickety white fence greeted him with its crooked posts grinning in a cruel smile, and he pulled the gate open with more force than he intended, stalking toward the cottage and trudging right up to the front door.

He knocked, three hard blows that sounded as angry as he felt.

No response.

He listened intently for any trace of motion or sound within.

Nothing.

He turned abruptly and walked around the side of the house, scanning the backyard and garden until his eyes settled on her form, bent over some vegetable plants as she pulled weeds without a care in the world.

Without a care in the world.

Hunter took a deep breath, setting his jaw with deliberation to avoid letting his emotions get the best of him. Strategy, he reminded himself. Everything came down to strategy. There was no point in abandoning reason, no matter how relentlessly the pain churned his stomach. He approached slowly, making a point to step on some dry twigs to announce his presence. Lyra stood up, shifting the basket on her arm as she glanced around the yard. Her brown hair was in a loose braid, her soft form covered by a rather shapeless cream-colored dress with a long brown cardigan on top.

Then she saw him.

The basket almost slipped from her elbow, but she caught it with a white-knuckled grip as she stared at him, mouth falling open slightly as a myriad of emotions flashed across her face. Hunter was surprised to see how they mimicked his own, and the sheer amount of thoughts and feelings attacking all at once created a sudden wave of nausea. He came within a few paces of her and stopped, keeping a healthy distance between them as his hands fidgeted at his side before he stopped them with tightly-crossed arms.

"What are you doing here?" he growled, a million critical thoughts besieging him immediately at his question.

"I live here," Lyra pointed out, eyebrows drawing together. "But you've got a lot of nerve just tromping right into my backyard... after what you did." Her anger felt brittle, a thin veil over the sadness that threatened to spill out along with the tears in her eyes.

"What I did?" Hunter echoed, dropping his arms to his side as he stared at her in disbelief. "What I did?! That's rich. Why didn't you just turn me in from the start? Why drag me to some other planet? Why just me, and not all of us?" The questions were flowing freely now, and his frustration at his own lack of control made it all feel that much worse. "You call it in and then disappear, like a coward... Couldn't stand to watch the consequences of your own actions?"

"What?" came her dumbfounded retort, and the shock in her eyes gave him pause before the dragon in his chest rose again.

"Now you're going to play dumb?" he challenged, relishing her flicker of hurt before charging onward. "Came back to finish the job and you're still pretending like you don't know what's going on?"

"Hunter, you left me!" she exclaimed, eyes glistening. "I cared for you, let you in... And you turned around and sold me out without even knowing all the facts!"