Bella's Hunt

FORTY-SEVEN

After school, I wait for my mom in my bedroom. She told me this morning that she was going to force me to go shopping with her today.

I lay silently on my bed as today's previous events flash through my mind.

After my breakdown in front of Vanessa, she decided to walk me to all my classes today and I let her. I didn't talk to anyone else today, especially Lydia, and I think she's mad at me for shouting at her. I don't know how to act around Vanessa now since she's seen me at worst.

I roll over onto my side and my eyes meet my window. I feel a pang to my chest and I quickly get up.

I walk downstairs and into the kitchen, finding it empty. I begin cleaning up as I try to get everything off my mind.

Everything meaning Hunter.

How could he do that to me? Like seriously?

I mean, how the fuck can you kiss the girl that has been in love with you her whole life many times, and leaving a giant hickey on her neck for the entire world to see, then just disappear into thin air like you did before?

Like... How can you fucking do that?

He knew that I liked him and... I thought he liked me back. So why the hell would he leave again?

Without saying goodbye.

Again.

He's broken my heart for the second time.

This is what I get though. I deserve this. I shouldn't have fallen for him again. I was supposed to stay away from him, far away. But I was stupid and reckless and I let him in. Again.

I was never supposed to let him in. He was supposed to be locked out. Forever. But I let him in despite the fact that he broke my heart. Far worse than my father did when he left us.

He told me that he hated my dad for leaving but hated himself even more for doing it to me again. But he obviously lied because he did it again as if were as easy as falling asleep.

I hate him.

I hate him.

I hate him.

"I love him." I mutter and squeeze my eyes shut to prevent any tears.

I jump slightly when I hear the front door open and turn to see my mom coming inside. "Hi, baby." She smiles at me.

"Hi." I quickly turn the sink off and wipe my hands on my jeans.

"Let me go get changed and we can go." She tells me as she sets her purse down on the couch. I nod slowly and she makes her way upstairs.

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We sit quietly in my mom's SUV. Cam is sitting in the backseat, playing on his psp, and I'm up in the front sitting next to my mom.

"So, Cammy," she calls back to him and he looks up from the screen, "how was school?"

"It was good." He mutters and looks down at the screen.

"Bella?" She glances over at me as I lean my head against the window.

Images of me crying in the bathroom, yelling at Lydia and Dustin, and Vanessa flash through my mind. "It was fine." I mumble.

She frowns at me and pulls into a large parking lot. My brows furrow as I lean up, "Mom, why are we at the mall?"

"Don't you remember?" She raises a brow at me.