Running With The Gang Leader

Twenty Two

We had officially moved into the new clubhouse, which was nearly double the size of our old one. The front doors led off of the parking lot and into the conference hall\games room. The building was two stories, rectangular in shape , with a basement below. I noticed as soon as we entered into the hall, that there were two sets of stairs leading to the second floor, and that a glass balcony over looked the room, with doors leading into rooms of some sort. The balcony went the whole way across. The stairs stood against the wall on either side of the room, with the right side leading into a hallway. I counted four doors on the second floor that faced the hall. I figured those were for Jason and Zamon, and others. I decided to put my clothes and stuff in my room before looking around, so I headed up the right side of the stairs.

Jason was heading towards the stairs as I reached the top, so I smiled and stepped past him to go down the hallway. 

"No you don't." He yanked my arm and pulled me back around the corner. I blanked, thinking this was about Zamon and I, but he just dragged me to the second door closest to us and stood me in front of it. I frowned as I read my name on the brass plate.

"Remember when we had the vote of who'd be the temporary third?" My jaw dropped.

"No! No, Jason come back! I don't wanna be third! I don't wanna be anything!" He disappeared around the corner. I frowned and smacked my head on the door a few times, before opening it and walking inside. It was huge, like a little apartment. A kitchenette sat on the right side, with a little table right next to it. A TV was mounted on the wall to the left, with a coffee table in front of the 2 seater couch. Two doors led to the bedroom,  and amazingly, a bathroom. I nearly squealed in delight. No more communal showers. I smiled as I spun in a circle, before groaning.  The only reason I had this room was because I'd been voted into third position.

***

I had been ignoring Zamon since lunch time today, it was now 6 pm. I still had no idea if Hunter was back or not, but I knew he wouldn't speak to me.

I exited my new room and looked over the balcony. Members new and old conversed below me, laughing and smiling together. I leant my elbows on the cool glass as I spotted Zamon among the crowd. He was talking to a group of boys with a smile on his face.
"You lied to me." I tensed and quickly stood. I turned to Hunter and swallowed. He gave me a small smile.

"What do you mean?" I asked, worried about his answer. He looked down at the crowded room, his eyes flicking about as he stood next to me.

"When we were in the diner after I... Anyway, I asked you if you loved Zamon, and you said no. Even then, I knew that you lied to me, but I don't even think that you knew back then.Maybe you've loved him since the beginning,but you never admitted it. Your still denying it now, but I can't blame you." My eyes widened. I took a step closer.

"Hunter, I don't-" he cut me off with a glare.

"You do. You just won't allow yourself to stop and think about your feelings." We both stayed silent as we stared at the people below. I thought about what he'd said as my eyes caught sight of Zamon. I reminiscied about all the things I'd been through with him, all the good and the bad, the intimate and the boring. Hunter was right. I'd always just passed my feelings for him as a silly little crush, or lust, but maybe I loved him. Maybe I had, even when I was with Kyle. I denied myself of love because I didn't want it, but, now I did. I groaned and placed my head in my hands.

"Im sorry Hunter. For everything I've put you through." He pulled me to him, and wrapped his arms around me.

"I'm not mad at you. Everything we've been through has been worth it, because I fell in love with an amazing person. I was just too late. I'm always going to love you Rebecca, but it's time you accepted your own feelings." He let me go and walked away. Tears welled in my eyes. I turned and returned to my room.

***

I woke from my slumber to loud voices. I felt around the bed for my phone, wanting to know the time. 3:03 am. I groaned and stood, yanking my covers off of me. I pulled on some clothes and opened my door, ready to shout at someone. I followed the voices to the last door, which had Zamon's name on it. I reached for the handle, but paused.

"I thought you loved me! I made a mistake Zamon, I was drunk! You've made mistakes too, I've always forgiven you!" Tilly's shrill voice yelled angrily.

"I didn't cheat on you though! You fucked my best friend! You can't make excuses Tilly. It doesn't matter anymore, I don't love you, I haven't for years." Zamon yelled back, then quieted down, like he was giving up.

"It's because you love her, isn't it?" Tilly wasn't getting any less angry.

"Yes, I love Rebecca, but she's not the only reason. Did you not hear a word I just said?" My heart warmed at his words.

"You're going to regret this Zamon." my eyes widened as her footsteps hurried to the door. I slipped as I skidded into my room and quietly closed the door. My heart pounded as I heard her walk down the stairs. I turned and slowly walked back to bed. I heard something smash in Zamon's room as I settled back into bed.

I was half asleep when I heard his door open and him walk towards my room. The door opened. I pretended to be asleep as the bed dipped, and he pulled me towards him.