Chasing Chase

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

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On with the story!

And read the A/N at the end. It contains some important info.

"So, what's the plan?" Hunter asks me an hour after boarding the plane while sipping from a glass of grape juice. Hunter hates alcohol. So does Chase. Their mother was a great drinker, which is all I know.

"Mister Genius, how am I supposed to know, huh? Charlie is your cousin. Besides, you are the brains of the operation" I reply while eating my mint flavored ice-cream.

"Oh so now I am the brains?" he asks with a voice dripping in sarcasm.

"Please, you were always the brains" I reply with a dead look.

"Oh really? Then what are you?" he inquires.

"I've always been the overall in charge" I look at him, daring him to argue any further with me on this.

"And who is the brawn then?" he narrows his eyes at me.

"Him" I reply with a venomous voice.

Hunter remains silent for a few minutes.

"Why do you hate him so much?" he asks in a curious tone.

"Don't you know?" I ask him.

"No, but, why? What did he do so wrong that it made you hate him so much?" he questions.

"Hunter, I don't want to talk about it" I reply with a warning in my voice.

"Why won't anyone tell me? Chase refused to tell me. You refuse to tell me" he states with a soft voice.

"Hunter, don't. It's none of your damn business" I hiss him and storm out of there and into the room in the back of the plane. His questions are raising ghosts of my pasts whose bodies I have long since buried. The questions are bringing about great pain on me.

Tears pool in my eyes.

No. I refuse to cry over him anymore. I won't cry over my past. Never again. If he thinks that I will forgive him and welcome him back with open arms then he is wrong.

I won't.

I pull of my shirt, leaving me in a tank top and leggings, and am about to go to bed when I hear the door open. I turn around to see Hunter standing there with his jaw dropped and staring at my arms which are the only uncovered body parts. He is able to see the grotesque scars on my arms that are very visible now. He also sees the unshed tears in my eyes.

"I-I-I'm s-s-orry" he stammers.

"It's okay. You can come in" I tell him while simultaneously moving to sit on the built-in sofa on one side of the room.

Hunter comes and sits in front of me, on the bed.

He opens his mouth and closes it a few times. I know he is itching to say something so I give him the green light "You want to say something?"

"I'm sorry" he blurts out "I should not have asked you that. It is none of my business"

"I forgive you" I tell him "And I am sorry too for lashing out on you. I didn't mean it"

He smiles, indicating that I have been forgiven, while extending a hand towards me "Friends?" he asks.

"Friends" I confirm while shaking his hand.

"Sooo........" he trails off.

"You still have something to ask, don't you?" I inquire.

"CanIknowhowyougotthosescars" he asks in on breath.

I laugh while saying "Hunter, slow down. You said everything at 300km/h and I did not understand a single thing."

"Can I know how you got those scars?" he asks carefully.

"That, my friend, is a story for another day" I reply with a soft smile.

It indeed is a story for another day.

Well?

How was it?

I updated every day for four days straight but I have exams sooo I may not update everyday but I'll try to update three times a week.

BTW, we had a Hunter and Sarah moment there. How was it?

Do any of ship Sarah and Hunter?

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