Running With a Bad Boy Rewrite || COMPLETE ||

Chapter 7

I knew I had to discuss this situation with Hunter but I had no idea where to start and I had not a clue as to how he'd take it. There was the possibility he would be relax and have a normal conversation with me but on the other hand he'll probably only flip out and accuse me of searching for answers. So as I sat on the couch biting my nails I decided now wouldn't be the time to talk to him. I was shaken up enough, Hunter adding more to my stress wasn't going to be helpful.

I nearly jumped from my skin when something buzzed in my back pocket but I realized it was just my phone. A text was sent from Tristan.

'Zoe can we talk?' It read. I rolled my eyes and quickly typed back.

'About?'

Within the minute he replied.

'What happened the other night.' I groaned and threw my phone on the cushion next to me to stand up and head for the kitchen.

I was already annoyed enough with the situation at hand that I had no time to deal with Tristan. I had no feelings for the kid anymore. He showed me his true colors which made me know that I wasn't ready for a relationship. So I reached into the freezer and grabbed a tub of ice cream I had bought. Ice cream usually helped calm my nerves.

When a knock came to the door I froze where I stood with ice cream dripping from my lips. Where was Hunters gun when I needed it?

Another knock.

I set the ice cream and spoon on the counter and slowly but quietly crept towards the door and stood on my toes to look through the peep hole. I scoffed and pulled the door wide open.

"What do you want Tristan?"

Tristan stood there looking like a sad lost puppy with his head hanging down and his hat dangling from his fingers. He had black circles under his eyes as if he wasn't sleeping and his mouth was formed in an upside down smile.

"Well you never answered my text...I needed to make sure you were alright."

"Have you been sitting outside this entire time?" I thought out loud wondering how he had gotten here so quick. The only reason for that would have to be he was waiting outside while texting me.

"Zoe can you just listen?" He changed the subject and stepped forward to be closer to me but I took a step back.

"About what Tristan? I already told you that meant nothing to me I don't care!"

"Then be my girlfriend." His words caught me off guard as I blinked a few times with my mouth parted slightly. In that moment I had wanted to slap him across the cheek and call him an idiot. But my hormones took a turn and I realized that night did bother me, and I was heartbroken as I walked away from him. I lied to him and to myself when I said I didn't care. And that's when I flipped.

"Be your girlfriend? How insane are you? I felt something for you Tristan and you took that for granted! You broke my heart without a care! You had another girl on your lap and you weren't even thinking about me."

"Zoe I am so sorry-"

I cut him short, "just get out!" I pushed against his chest and slammed the door as hard as I could. I thought the next thing I would do was cry and eat more ice cream but instead I felt relief wash through me. I now felt the courage I needed to confront my roommate next. If I had the strength to tell Tristan off without breaking down then I could talk to Hunter about our problem.

The front door being pushed open about an hour later had me regretting I knew any of this. Just looking over at Hunter had me realizing I had no where else to go, nowhere to run to. I was stuck in this situation.