Running With The Gang Leader

Ten

I woke up before Zamon. It was still early in the morning, and I knew that the others would still be asleep. But my mind was going haywire. I had just broken done about Hunter cheating on me, then I went and kissed Zamon. I was a hypocrite. Sure I didn't go as far as to have sex with Zamon, but I still kissed another guy. I quietly got out of bed, and got dressed, wearing a sweater to cover my arms.

I looked back at Zamon's sleeping form. I sighed. I had always been attracted to Zamon, but it just didn't feel right. He'd told me he loved me, and I turned my back on him. I went for other guys, while he stayed loyal to me. He'd been doing that for years, Hunter couldn't even do that for a couple months.

I slowly crept out the door, and shut it behind me. The first rays of sun were shining as I descended the stairs, and began walking across the road towards the 24 hour diner. The bell rang once I opened the door. I looked around the empty space, then spotted a familiar head of blond hair. My stomach dropped. I quickly ordered a coffee, then headed in the direction of the table. I sat down opposite him, but didn't look up. His sharp intake of breath was the only sound.

"Before you speak," I started, "I have to tell you something. Last night,  I fucked up, and Zamon helped me. I was angry and sad, so we kissed. Only kissed." I looked up to see his reaction. My eyes widened at his face, which was covered in bruises. His face was crestfallen. He swallowed, then coughed.

"Do you love him?" He asked quietly. I raised my eyebrow at him, the anger rising. He looked away.

"No, I don't." I didn't know if that was the truth or not. I didn't know how I felt about Zamon, but we had a past, so I couldn't act like I didn't care about him. "But I understand why you fucked that girl. You were upset, and I hurt you. Which in turn, you hurt me. But I love you Hunter,  it's you that I want. Not Zamon."

"And I love you. But I have fought for you, and stuck by you, all along. You went on the run with a man who loves you. Who you have history with.  How was I supposed to feel? I don't know what the fuck you guys did while on the run. And he was flirting with you when you got back, and all you did was laugh it off. You can't deny that that looks suspicious." My mouth fell open in shock, and tears sprung to my eyes.

"You thought, that while I was on the fucking run, that I was cheating on you with Zamon? Well,  in case you didn't fucking know Hunter,  I was running for my life!  I didn't exactly have the time to stop for a quickie with Zamon. I thought you trusted me?" The waitress awkwardly placed my coffee in front of me, before scurrying off.

"I thought you trusted me. Instead you accused me of murdering Kyle. What the fuck Becky?" We were both getting angrier by the second.

"So you thought fucking some chick was the best way to go about it? We hadn't even gotten to that stage of our relationship! You gave you virginity to some fucking random!."

"So did you!." My breathing stopped at his words. He opened his mouth to apologize, but I'd heard enough.

"You think I just let Adam..." I trailed off, then stood up as a sob escaped my lips. I tried to flee, but Hunter grabbed my arm, causing my knees to buckle in pain. Hunter said something, but I didn't listen, I just yanked up my sleeve and clutched at my arm. The cuts reopened, and fresh blood began to soak through the bandages. Hunter knelt in front of my, and grabbed my bleeding arm. He wasn't naive, he knew why I was bleeding.

"What have you done? Rebecca, why? This is all my fucking fault! I'm so sorry,  so, so sorry." We were both crying by now. I leant into him, needing his warmth. We were both so damaged. Which is probably why we got together in the first place.

"I love you." I whispered. A second later, he said the same.

***

We finally managed to get back to the motel, after effectively scaring the poor owner and waitress of the diner. Hunter dropped me at the door of my motel room. We were both so weary of each other. A little sob fest on the floor wasn't changing that. I watched him walk away.

The door swung open. I was surprised that Zamon was still here. Awkward.

"How did it go?" At my confused frown, he clarified, "I woke up when you left, and saw you sitting across from him through the window ." He stepped back and let me walk passed. He closed the door behind me,  and followed me to the bed. He sat beside me and waited for me to speak.

"I am so fucking confused." He frowned at my words,  so I continued.
"I love him, but he cheated on me. And well, we kissed. Which I told him about. But I don't know what to do. I love him,  but I also-" I quickly cut myself off. Zamon frowned again. But I just stood up and rushed to the bathroom, locking the door behind me.

"Are you okay?" He asked through the door. "Yeah, just uh, give me a minute. I think I just got my um, you know..." I trailed off, lying.

"Oh uh yeah, no, take your time." he replied awkwardly.

I sat on the toilet with the lid down, with my head in my hands. I nearly just blurted out that I also loved Zamon. But that wasn't true. Sure, I had feelings for him, and we had chemistry, but I didn't love him.  I groaned and stayed like that for a minute, before opening the door and going to face Zamon.