His Beautiful Witness.

⭐ Chapter 10: Cross My Heart, Hope To Die

I was standing infront of the same house that I so avoided for weeks now. It was still creepy enough to get away from. The bleak curtain was moved aside, as the man took a peek outside. I waved at him.

The same husky voice returned. 'What are you doing here? I thought we discussed that your life is in danger. If your seen here again, you will be dead in no time. And I will be forced to take your delicate life away so soon.' 'Before you decide to do that. I have some questions.' He smirked. 'When do you don't, my curious girl.' My. Did he just claim me? He immediately picked me up and threw him over his shoulders. 'Hey! I can just walk.' 'Not this time.'

He placed me back on the same sofa, where we established becoming friends. He disappeared before I could protest.

He returned back with a beer bottle as he passed it to me. Our fingers slightly touched, as his electric touch sparked. 'What do you want?' He sat next to me. There was a dangerously close gap next to us. 'Why did you lie?' 'About what. Look if it is about your teacher's death. I have nothing to do with it. Yes. I am doing some research on him. But I did not kill him. It was probably them.' 'Them?' 'The ones I work for.' 'It's not about them.' 'Then?' 'Kate received an text about extra tuition being cancelled. And not just her, but many other girls too. Except me. May I know why?' Hunter looked at me. 'I didn't think they needed it.' 'Well Mr Hawke said I didn't need it either. So who should I trust?' Hunter stayed quiet. 'Did you really had to risk your life coming to my house to ask me if you need extra classes or not?' 'No. I risked my life to ask you, why me? Mr Hawke said that there was never any decisions made on my work ethics. You lied. And I don't understand why?' 'Is it that hard to figure out.' I crossed my hands over my chest. 'I wanted to keep an eye on you.' 'Don't you always.' 'What other reasons do you expect to find?' 'Nothing. I just thought you wanted to annoy me or something.' 'Or you thought that I was in love with you.' He said it as if he was disgusted by the term. Or me.

I got up irritated. 'I'm sorry for coming over like this. I guess it wasn't worth the risk.' I wanted to cry, but I didn't want him to see me vulnerable. As if he would care anyway. I was just a walking burden that stumbled on him that needed protecting. I was the damsel in distress that needed saving. Love? Yes I was intrigued by him, but could we really love eachother. I was too busy trying to make a love story happen between me and Josh. Hunter was only the villain in my life. One that I am sometimes drawn to.

I walked towards the back door, when he grabbed me from behind. Before I could step out, he pushed me against the wall. His grip was on my hand tight, as he neared his face to mine. 'You deserve better. I will only bring pain and danger in your life. I don't think you can afford that.' 'I think I am already aware of that.' 'Good.' There wasn't a serious threat reflected in his eyes, but that of longing and pain. I wanted to ask him what those eyes were hiding. 'It's okay. I really don't expect anything from you.' I let go of him. I walked off when he grabbed my hand. 'Can I atleast make you dinner? I will make up for that night.' I sighed.

I watched him chop up the vegetables as quick as an skilled Ninja smashing boards in two halves. He had skills in everything; killing, cooking, touching. He had all the perfect ingredients. I was impressed. Except the killing bit. That was cringe worthy to think about. I spun around on the kitchen stool, occupying my time. I wanted to eat something in the time being. I decided to attack his fridge, looking for any potential goodies. I saw a packet of strawberries that were lying open. Hunter was watching my every movement, because he was right behind me. I jolted. 'Shit! Even if I know your there. You still scare the living daylights out of me.' 'Why are you raiding my fridge?' I waved the strawberries in his face. 'Oh. So your really hungry.' 'I guess.' 'Hmm I am too.' 'Wanna share?' 'With pleasure.' I noticed the stove was still burning. 'You should focus on your cooking.' 'Or I could just focus on you.' His hands slid around my waist. 'Excuse me?'