Hunter and I looked at each other. Tony... Tony was here... But how? How would he possibly find out?
"That bitch. I'm sure Alyssa told him." Dylan said and I just stared at the girl.
That did make sense though. Alyssa might have been the one who told him about me being alive. I mean, she is the only one that can tell Tony, right?
No, that is not right. Alyssa is not the only one who is still in contact with Tony. The second and only possible person who might have told Tony is Brandon. Of course it's Brandon. Who else could it be? It was not Alyssa. I can be a hundred percent sure that it was not Alyssa who told Tony about me still being alive.
"It wasn't Alyssa." I said.
Hunter and Dylan frowned at me, but of course, Hunter his frown turned into a resting bitch face again. "What do you mean?" Dylan asked, and obviously Hunter his attention was glued on me too.
I blinked a few times. "Alyssa didn't tell Tony. It can't be Alyssa. The only person that could have told Tony is Brandon." I said and Dylan almost choked because of nothing.
"What!?" Dylan his eyes grew wide.
"What does Brandon have to do with this!?" Hunter sat up again.
I licked my lips. I didn't want Hunter to know about this. I didn't want Dylan to know about this either. Brandon was the one who ended up in my room that night. Brandon was the one that raped me that day. I know I used to get raped by Tony almost every day, but that doesn't mean that getting raped by any other male makes it less painful. I have a huge scar on my dignity now, and I feel like a complete and utter whore. Now that Tony was here, I felt fear rise in me. I didn't want Tony in my life again. I want Hunter. I am happy with Hunter.
"Uh... Guys?" the girl fidgeted with her fingers nervously.
"Hunter..." I breathed out, grabbing his elbow. "I don't want to... Hunter, please..." a tear slipped down my cheek.
Hunter cupped my cheeks and wiped my tears away. "Baby, listen. I'm not going to let anything happen to you. I promise." he kissed my forehead and looked at the girl with his dangerous eyes. "What is your name?"
The girl pursed her lips and swallowed. Yeah, Hunter had that kind of effect on people. "M-my name i-is Violet..." she looked at the floor.
Dylan got up and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Hey, don't be scared. No one is going to hurt you. You just have to do one thing for us." Dylan smiled at her and she looked up.
"W-what?" she asked, clearly shaking.
"I told you, don't be scared. The only thing you have to do for us is go to the principal and tell her that you searched the whole school, but couldn't find Zoe." Dylan said and the girl her eyes grew wide.
"B-but... I-I can't do that." she said, sounding a bit scared.
Hunter got up and walked over to her. Not in a scary way though. He just walked up to her and looked down at her, since she was too short. "Do this one thing for me. I'll do anything you want." Hunter said and my eyes grew wide.
What?
The girl looked at Hunter with huge eyes. She licked her lips. "I-I'll just go tell her what this guy told me to tell her. And I don't want anything. Bye!" she ran off.
Dylan grinned and looked at me. "Guys, we should go."
Hunter nodded and I got up from my chair. I grabbed my bag and the three of us practically ran towards our car. Dylan got into his car while Hunter and I in ours. I had no idea where Hunter was going to take us. I practically didn't care. As long as Tony didn't find me then I would be all good.
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The Tattooed Bad Boy
Teen FictionHighest Rank: #1 in Teen Fiction!! VERY CLICHÉ! And written by a fucking 16 year old then who did not know better. *** "He is well known." "He is bad news." "He is dangerous." "He is a criminal." "St...