Held hostage

{Chapter 2}

~ Little Hunter ~

As I said before, Hunter was dorky, skinny, and pale. I don't know why he would of forgiven me for all the things I've done back then. Actually, I remember I took it too far one time. In 4th grade I was around popular kids as usual, and Hunter came around to ask me if he would like me to be his partner for a science project we were doing.

Of course being my stupid self, I told him awful things that I still couldn't believe I said. It....it was.....it was just horrible and mean. I told him that he should go die in a hole because no one wanted him here in this earth. Man, that was so dumb of me.

After school I went to his house and knocked on his door. His mom let me in. She told me he was in his room. So, I went upstairs and ran into his room to apologize. I knocked on his bedroom door. "Hey Hunter, could you let me in?" No one answered. I got nervous. "Hunter... I know I have been horrible to you today, and I totally regret saying any of that. I just have to keep a reputation, ya know??" All I heard was silence. I grew even more nervous and scared.

I just opened the door slowly and saw him on the ground like he fainted or something. He looked beaten up, because he was bleeding all over with bruises and marks all over him. I screamed so loud that his mom came rushing to his room. She looked disappointed, but not surprised..... I wonder why. ?

She told me that I should go home and come back later. I agreed and ran home. It was like 5 houses down.

A while later, I came back and knocked on the door. No one answered, so I guess no one was home. I just sat there on their porch thinking of what could of happened to Hunter. I just sat there thinking for a while.

Finally I saw there car park in the driveway. I saw Hunter come out with bruises all over him. "Umm, hi Hunter." His mom gave him a concerned look and walked into the house.

"Hey, I'm sorry, but we can't be friends anymore."

"WHAT?! WHY?!!!"

"Friends aren't mean to other friends."

I quickly changed the subject, trying to forget about today."So why are you all bruised?"

" I did this to myself."

"Why?"

"Because I'm tired all of this anger in me. You know some of the things you say really hurt me and I just feel.... like I have to punch you. But I don't want to hurt you."

"So you hurt yourself instead."

"Exactly."

"Well don't hurt yourself. I don't want to see you beat up."

"I can't control my anger...I just can't. My mom says we shouldn't be friends anymore. Im going to go now, bye."

"But..."

"I said bye!"

"Bye."

"Bye."

After he went inside his house, I walked home crying. He was the only person I could open my only real self to. Our friendship was officially over then.

He later moved, and a few years later I went to high school where I met new friends, but they weren't like Hunter....they were a lot different...