The Tattooed Bad Boy

Chapter Eight

The girl looked awfully pale and the look on Hunter's face told me that this actually was pretty serious. Although she looked so pale and sick, she was beautiful. She did have a few bruises on her face here and there and I wondered how she got those, but asking Hunter about it right now would be a punch in the face.

"She's my sister..." Hunter breathed out as he stared at her.

His sister...

"What happened?" I asked, taking a step closer. "Is she okay?"

"She's not," he breathed out as he sat down on the chair next to her. "She has a bunch of broken bones, serious brain damage, and internal bleeding. She almost went into a coma. She's in critical condition right now. If she doesn't get operated on time..."

I pursed my lips and rested my hand on his shoulder. "She'll make it, Hunter..."

"I know..." he held her hand. "I'll make sure she does."

"How old is she?" I asked after a few seconds of silence.

"She's about a year younger than me."

I smiled. I could see the resemblance clearly. I looked at Hunter again. This was what I meant. That look in his eyes. The care he had for his little sister was something no one else saw. Hunter Adams may be a criminal, but now I could see why and I don't blame him. Perhaps I would do the same thing too. I would want to save my sister any way possible too. This was the Hunter Adams I had feelings for.

Badump...

I removed my hand from his shoulder. "Why did you bring me here?"

He was silent. His eyes once again flashed some sort of emotion, but before I could figure it out, his gaze turned blank again.

"I don't know..." he licked his lips.

I didn't say anything. Instead, I watched as he just stared at her. I felt as if I was invading their personal bubble. I wasn't supposed to be here, actually. Not when this was going on. Hunter was stressed and depressed, and I had no idea what I should do to make him feel better.

"Blaze, wake up, cupcake. You've been sleeping for quite a while now." Hunter said in a low voice and I felt myself melting.

The care in his voice was clearly to be heard and nothing felt better than this. By now I had realized how misunderstood Hunter actually was. Hunter actually deserved the best. He didn't deserve anything happening to him right now. Life was just too cruel. I know that there is just so much more that I don't know about Hunter, especially the reason why Hunter acts so cold now. Something happened in his past –something only him and his sister know. I watched as the girl opened her eyes and grinned at Hunter.

"I thought you wouldn't be able to make it today." She said in a low voice.

Hunter smiled and kissed her forehead. "How can I not visit your pigface?"

This is not the Hunter I know.

"You're such a loser, Hunter." she shook her head at him and Hunter raised his eyebrow at her playfully.

"Is that a way to speak to the best person alive?" Hunter said in a sassy tone and she laughed.

"You really are a loser, Hunter."

The genuine smile on Hunter's face made me smile. I could watch this all day. His smile made me feel all giddy inside. I really loved this side of Hunter. Hunter cleared his throat and took her hand in his again. It was obvious that she hadn't noticed my presence yet. I just played with the necklace around my neck as I watched Hunter talking to his sister. This really was the best thing I had ever seen in my life.