*flashback*
"You are nothing to me. You've only ever been a friend. Deal with it (y/n)!" He yelled.
"I tell you how I feel in confidence and you treat me like this. Feelings are natural Hunter! Shame they get hurt too easily." I argued back.
"I don't have any towards you. I hate you (y/n). I pity you so much. Leave now." Hunter demanded.
It hurt me to know he feels that way. Kills me in fact. Knowing I won't speak to the person I love for a long time pains me. But, I've got to move on. Somehow.
*flashback over*
In this day, I still love Hunter. I still love him as much as I did before. But, I have managed to control my feelings and not cry every time I think about him.
I'm able to go outside without reminders of him, surprisingly. And, though the memories remain, his presence doesn't. I'm okay with that. I think.
-
I walk into walmart to grab some snacks for my film day with my best friend Jada. She'd been my rock over these past few months and still is. I couldn't of gotten over the situation with Hunter without her.
As I walked down the isle, I bumped into a tall male and fell down. He mumbled some inaudible words and lifted me up apologetically. I brushed myself off and looked at the strange figure that I recognised.
Hunter.
I tried to quickly walk away, but got pulled back by a strong hand. His. I managed to get his tight grip off of me but remained in my still state.
"Look, I'm sorry for what I did to you." He whispered.
"You damn well should be. You broke my heart." I exclaimed, with the scene coming back to me.
"You are nothing to me."
My breath became heavy as I tried to get my words out. Hunter looked confused but stayed silent. It was in his best interest to hear me out.
"Are you okay?" He asked, worriedly.
"I hate you (y/n)."
My knees got weaker by the second. My breath got heavier. Hunter placed his hand on my arm but I yanked away, not wanting him to see me this fragile.
"I pity you so much."
My head felt light and my eyes got blurry. I felt dizzy, as you do when you come off of a spinning ride. Hunter's words became slurred. He became more worried, but I couldn't see that. The only thing I could think about was the memory of our parting.
"Leave now."
I did leave. I fell onto the stone-cold, concrete floor and stuck there. Not a care in the world. People ran over to me to make sure I was okay. But, I wasn't. All I needed was Hunter. Yet, he didn't know that. He didn't care. He hates me. As I hate myself.
