The Tattooed Bad Boy

Chapter Twenty-Six

"What?" I shrieked and he glared at me, making me glare back at him. "You did what?" 

"I shot Zachariah's son." Hunter repeated annoyed. 

I was silent for a few seconds, trying to take all of this in. "Is he dead...?" I asked, scared of his answer. 

"Yes," he said carelessly. 

I blinked a few times. "You... You're kidding, right?" I asked, hoping that all of this was indeed a joke. 

Hunter looked me dead in the eye, his cold stare boring into mine. "Does it look like I'm kidding, Zoe?" 

I didn't say anything. I just stared at him as he stared at the street, driving the car. I didn't know what hurt more, the fact that he got colder, or the fact that he broke a promise that he made. He promised Blaze that he would never kill again, but yet here he is, running away after killing Zachariah's son. I slumped down the car seat and stared out the window, processing what was going on at the moment. Why was it so hard to believe that Hunter killed someone? And why is all of this so shocking? 

But then again... What would I do if I was in his shoes? What would I do if someone shot my sister dead? The sister that just got herself a new life. The sister that was going to see the outside world after more than three years... Wouldn't you want him to suffer too, Zoe? 

I looked at Hunter and thought about all of this. Would I help Hunter get away with all of this? What would I do to help Hunter get out of this? What would I do if one day Zachariah appears at our home and attempts to kill one of us? What if Zachariah attempts to kill me? If I die, it's clear that Hunter will have no one else anymore. The only people he had were Blaze and me, but now that Blaze is dead, I am the only one Hunter has. If Zachariah kills me, Hunter will be lonely again and he'll probably end up in the mafia again. 

He'll end up killing people again. 

I blinked and took a deep breath. This is it then. I am going to get Hunter out of this; even if it means killing people. I am willing to sacrifice that if it makes Hunter become a good person again. If it makes Hunter never kill again. 

Suddenly my phone started ringing and I looked at the caller ID. "Hunter..." I breathed out and he looked at me. 

"What?" he asked. 

"Dylan..." I showed him the caller ID. 

Hunter looked at me. "Tell him everything." Hunter said. 

"What?" I gasped. 

Hunter didn't want anyone to know about Blaze, nor did he want anyone to know about Zachariah. Why would he want me to tell Dylan everything? 

"Look, I trust him, okay? It's because of Dylan we made it alive from Tony." he looked at me and then back at the road. "Zoe, we need Dylan's help. Not for me, but for you." 

"I'm not a little kid, Hunter." I said slightly annoyed by what he just said. 

"I know, Zoe. But understand. By the time we teach you how to defend yourself, we will need someone to keep you safe while I'm not around." he said, hoping he wouldn't offend me. 

I sighed and picked up. "Dylan?" 

"Zoe? Where the fuck are you!? I just walked into your house and everything is fucking all over the place!" he breathed out, frustrated. 

"We're moving." I said bluntly, still annoyed by what Hunter said. 

"What!? You can't just fucking leave me! Who the fuck am I supposed to talk to and be afraid of then!? Get your fucking ass back over here!" he yelled over the phone and I giggled.