Society Killed The Teenager

Chapter Eighteen/Me

"Hi Hunter! What in the hell are you doing here?!"

Hunter looks at me and lowers his sunglasses, smiling widely and clearing his throat. 

"Well queen of Bitch Town, my sincere mother demanded that I come and pick you up from your second home."

He pushes his sunglasses back up, turning his sight away from me and towards the big boobed big butt blonde that was walking out of the front doors. 

"And when I refused that she told me that she would cut off my dick if I didn't leave now." 

He takes his eyes off of the girl and smiles at me with his poisoning smile. 

"So here I am." 

His keys keep swinging and I smack them out of his hands. 

They go flying across the air and land on a silver Volvo 5 cars down. 

Hunter whips off his glasses and glares at me. 

"Now what the hell was that?" He says, getting close up to my face and I could feel his spit hitting me in the face. 

He looks at me for a while and then his attention turns back to the blonde girl. 

"Don't you have a girlfriend?" I say, my voice strong and fierce. 

Hunter shakes his head and takes off his sunglasses, stuffing them in his pocket and stepping out from in front of me. 

"I broke up with her." 

I almost jump for joy, but I manage to hold myself back while he heads for the hoe. 

"Why?" I yell out so he can hear me. 

He turns around (still walking) and shrugs his shoulders, a sly grin on his face. 

I roll my eyes and open the car door, almost being thrown back by the music.

I manage to put my hands on the volume and turn it down to a tolerable level: silent. 

I shut the car door and look at Hunter and the girl through the window, trying to figure out what he's saying to her, but I can't quite figure it out. 

It seems to be going well though because she's twirling her hair and blushing and he's touching he's getting closer to her, putting his hands on her hips, bending down to kiss her but he puts her hand over his lips. 

She says something and walks away, Hunter staring at her butt while she does so. 

Finally he walks back to the car and gets in to it. 

"So how did it go?" I say, putting on my seat belt. 

He looks at me and smiles, a little of his old self showing through. 

"She told me that I had to take her out before she let me kiss her." 

He puts the car in reverse and starts to drive to my house. 

"So did she give you her number?" 

I look out the window, trying not to show that I actually care. 

"She said that she would find me." He laughs. 

I look at him and see the sparkle in his eyes again, the old sparkle. 

"I love a girl that plays hard to get." 

I stare at him and his smile fades as he meets my glance but he shakes it off and the smile returns but this time his eyes don't sparkle so I know the smile isn't real. 

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Getting home in Hunter's car used to make me feel sick with love, but now I feel sick with disgust.

I can still smell the Old Spice but his clothes and everything else is wrong. 

He has weed socks on pastel shorts (which doesn't match). 

I can see a penny board in the back of his car as well as a bra and a whole Costco box of Magnum condoms. 

Wait, Magnum condoms? That means he has a big-

"So how's Star?" 

Hunter stops me from mentally finishing my sentence and from the mirror I can see my cheeks are a brilliant shade of pink. 

"S-She's fine." I stutter out, not being able to stop thinking about those Magnum condoms. 

Hunter nods his head as he turns on my street and clears his throat. 

"I wasn't sure you would remember where I lived." I say playfully. 

He laughs lightly and looks at me. 

"How could I forget where my biggest crush lives?" 

I gulp and look out the window, trying to avoid the fact that he might have meant that he still loved me. 

But did I still love him? 

Do I still love this Hunter? 

I pull my eyes away from the window and see that he's looking at me with a huge grin on his face. 

"Chill, bro. I was kidding with you." 

He pulls in to my driveway and turns off the car. 

"I used to be in love with you, but since my accident all those feelings have gone." 

I try not to care. I really do, but somehow those words are stronger then Tyler's punch that one time he dislocated my jaw. 

Maybe even more painful the day I finally realized that my dad was never coming back home. 

I think I start to tear up because Hunter grabs my hands and holds them. Like he used to do when I was sad. 

"I'm sorry." 

I nod and sniffle, looking in his eyes but they look different. Not as worried for me and not as...in love. But that makes sense because he isn't in love with me. 

I take my hands away and wipe my nose on my sleeve, opening the car door and stepping out. 

"Bear, wait." 

Hunter gets out of the car and runs over to me. 

"What do you think I should do about that girl?" 

I laugh and let a couple tears run down my cheek. 

He looks at them and starts moving around like he's uncomfortable. 

"I don't care. You could go in a plastic bag and that hoe would till sleep with you. So don't over think it because the girls you 'love' now, they don't care about how you act and how you are, they just care about how you look."

Hunter looks at the ground and I laugh. 

He looks up at me again. 

"You know, I actually thought that I could change you back to the way you were but I don't care anymore." 

I start to walk away. 

"Bear-" 

I hold up my hand and show him one of my personal favorite fingers. 

"I don't care, Hunter. Keep your first world problems to yourself."

Hypocrite. 

I don't turn around but I can hear the car door open and close an then his car start and drive away as I open my front door. 

I lean up against the closed door and close my eyes, letting the tears run down my face. 

He doesn't love me anymore. 

He will never love me ever again and I'm going to die alone. 

Tyler has someone, Hunter has the world's whore's and I just have...

Me. 

(Crystal Walsh, Tyler's girlfriend, pictured)