The Tattooed Bad Boy

Chapter Twenty-Eight

[NOT EDITED] 

The knocking got louder and louder, and I kept feeling more scared. Hunter held his gun in is hand and slowly moved to the door. He held the doorknob and looked at us, gesturing us to stay quiet. Obviously we were going to stay quiet. Why in the living hell would we even fucking talk? He opened the door and quickly pointed the gun at the person. 

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Calm down there with the gun, would you?" we heard a male's voice. But it wasn't Zachariah's. Neither was it Tony's. 

"Frankie?" Hunter lowered his gun as he frowned. "What the fuck are you doing here?" 

"I didn't have a choice. I need the money, Hunter." the guy said. 

"What money?" Hunter asked. 

"Don't act like you forgot. You know what money I'm talking about." the guy got frustrated. 

Dylan and I looked at each other, both confused about what was going on here. A guy just randomly appears at our front door and starts asking Hunter some money. What money was he even talking about? 

"I don't have it here." Hunter said. 

"What do you mean? I need the money, Hunter." the guy started getting angry. "I need the money for my mother's surgery!" he balled his fists. 

The guy his jaw clenched as I could sense his anger building up. I didn't know who he was, but I do know that he was starting to scare the fuck out of me. Me, being the coward that I am, I hid behind Dylan. I looked over his shoulder at the guy who raised an eyebrow at me, and then at Hunter who looked at me a bit worried. 

"I can only give you half of it." Hunter said. "Maybe a bit more than half of it. I still need to add five-thousand, but I don't have the money." 

The guy stared at Hunter for a while, not knowing what to say. After a few minutes he sighed and his shoulders sagged a bit. "Fine, but I'll need the other five thousand too." 

"Frankie, I promise I'll give you your money as soon as we're out of this mess." Hunter said and placed the gun on the couch behind me. 

Frankie ran a hand through his back hair and sighed once again. His blue eyes met mine, and he shot me a friendly smile. I smiled back and Frankie turned his head to Hunter. "Okay then." 

Hunter nodded and walked into our bedroom. Right then, Frankie looked at me again and smiled once again. "I'm sorry if I scared you." he said, making my cheeks go red in embarrassment. 

I walked from behind Dylan and cleared my throat. "No, it's fine." 

Just when I said that, the bedroom door opened and Hunter walked out with the money in his hands. My eyes grew wide when I saw the amount of money he was holding in his hands. When did he even get that? Where did he get that from? How did he get that? All these questions just started messing with my head. Dylan and I looked at each other and then back at the other two. Hunter handed the money over to Frankie and he smiled before waving at us. 

"Oh," he turned around before exiting the door. "Tony is really working on your location by the way." 

My eyes grew wide. Before I could ask anything else, he walked out the front door and slammed it shut. I just stood there; frozen to the floor. He was going to find us... Or did he already find us? No... That can't happen... Tony... Tony can't find me... If he does, he'll take me back. I don't want to go back there... All the torture, all the cuts... All the abuse... No, I can't go there. 

I can't go back there. 

"Zoe!" I heard my name. 

"Zoe!" I heard it once again and I looked at Hunter, then at Dylan.