Running With a Bad Boy Rewrite || COMPLETE ||

Chapter 9

Zoe

I finally had a break when the bar started to slow down so I just stood there wiping down a counter with the damp rag. Now that the secrets between Hunter and I were out I felt a weight lift itself off my shoulders. I no longer had to lie and didn't need to worry what type of shit Hunter was hiding from me. And now that I knew Tasha wasn't against me I was relieved.

The only question that bothered me now was where Hunter and I stood. My friends keep filling my head with the thoughts of Hunter having feelings for me but I always thought he didn't catch feelings. He even said it himself. I didn't even know if I was catching feelings for the bad boy. The kiss we shared was intense and made my heart flutter but it was a one time thing. It hasn't happened again since that time and it hasn't even come up in a conversation.

But I'm not sure I can complain because having a relationship with a roommate wouldn't be the best route to take knowing now about his fathers rules. And what if he kicked me out if we ended things? Where would I go?

"Hey there." Brandon popped up behind me and stood next to me at the counter. Remember him? The one who totally disappeared when I was being stalked by Blake and Tristan and Hunter had to come after me. I haven't even seen the kid since the incident!

"Where have you been?" I chuckled with a fake smile.

"Oh you know here and there." His reply made me feel uncomfortable by the way he laughed lowly at the end.

"I haven't seen you in a while. Not even at work," I told him. At this point I wasn't making eye contact and instead looking down at the counter and I picked at a crack with my finger nail.

"I took some time off. Had some things I needed to do that were important."

"Oh," was all I could say. Talking with Brandon used to be easy but now it was just awkward. It was as if something were trying to block me from him and made me not want to have a full on conversation. Like he was dangerous.

"Hey," Mark stepped into the room and I thanked the Gods he did. "Brandon I need you to wash some dishes and Zoe I'd like to have a word with you."

As Brandon disappeared in the kitchen Mark led me to an empty booth where we sat across each other. He looked as if he needed to tell me something but didn't want to.

"So Hunter informed me how you know about the gang now," he began and I nodded to show he was right. "So he told me you would understand when I have to tell you you're fired."

"What?" I exclaimed.

"Hunter believes it's too dangerous for you here seeings he can't be around at all times and the gang usually comes through here."

"That's ridiculous. I am perfectly fine here and I don't need him telling me what to do. Plus I'm not completely alone."

Mark went from a serious expression to a look of relief when he bent over and let out a breath I didn't even know he was holding in. He wiped a hand across his forehead as if wiping sweat away.

"I was hoping you'd say that. Finding a good waitress now a days that won't flirt with every guy that comes in here is hard." I only laughed. "Shall you be the one to break the news to Hunter or should I?"

"You can," I grinned, refusing to deal with another argument with my roommate.

Hunter had finally been on time to pick me up from work but he seemed as if he were anxious to get home by the way he sped out of the parking lot and continued to tap his fingers against the steering wheel. I wanted to ask why we were going so fast but Hunter was like a ticking bomb and I never knew when he'd go off so I just stayed silent.