The Bad Boys Want Revenge

Chapter 11

"Where are you," Hunter asked in a casual tone. I had to stop myself from throwing my phone on the concrete. The fucking audacity, the arrogance, the ignorance...

"None of your fucking business," I answered as calm as possible. He sighed, sounding annoyed as if I was a child that was being difficult.

"Let me guess, you're at that cafe you always go to, right?" How did he know me so well? Standing in front of the cafe, I looked at my terrified expression reflected in the window. Being so completly baffled I forgot to answer.

"I'm gonna take that as a yes. Listen we need to talk, alright? And I don't care where but I guess you wouldn't like to have that conversation somewhere where we are alone, so why don't you just wait at the cafe, we talk and then I'll leave you alone." He was right,at least with the part that I didn't want to be alone with them.

"But why do we need to talk anyways," I finally said.

"Just be there." And with that he hung up.

It took me at least a minute to start thinking rationally again. Fear was fogging my brain and made it very difficult to have a clear thought. I went inside the cafe and sat down at one of the tables, while my entire being screamed at me to get up and run until my legs couldn't carry my any longer.

Five minutes later Hunter walked inside the cafe. Alone. I didn't know if I should be relieved by that, I certainly was surprised. He came over to me and the closer he got the sicker I felt. Settling in the chair in front of me, he took of his sunglasses, gave me a wink and asked:

"How did you sleep, princess?" When I didn't answer he continued mocking me. "You look a little exhausted if I'm honest, some concealer would do you good."

"What do you want?" My voice was shaking and I starred down at my hands.

"First of all I want to give you this," he said,reaching inside his jacket and pulling out a small box. It was Plan B and he put it on the table in front of me. Quickly taking it and hiding it under the table I hissed:

"What the fuck, Hunter," while nervously glancing around if anybody had seen it.

"Calm down ok? I'm just taking care of things. Now, onto the second thing we need to talk about." But he was interrupted by the waitress that asked us what we wanted to drink.

"Two coffees,"Hunter said without even aknowledging her presence with a glance and when she was gone he continued: "Since you just left last night we aren't exactly even. You still owe us but you know, since you are being such a fucking tease I don't think I had enough of you either. So there are two options. One is you keep being a bitch and make things worse for yourself and two is you do what I tell you and Jacob will leave you alone."

I starred at him completly flabbergasted.

"What in the living hell," I said slowly, "would make you think that I would consider either one of these options. The only option I'm considering is going to the police." His reaction was even worse than I anticipated. He just laughed at me.

"Oh please Angel, you would never go to the police. If it wasn't for fear that they won't believe you, it's because you're afraid of your reputation. Once you tell peolple they won't see you as this innocent, little girl anymore and that would kill you."

Once again I asked myself how he knew me so well. I had always assumed that when we grew up together since I had been so quiet and private all the time they never really got to know me. Apparently I was wrong.

I was yanked out of my thought when our coffee arrived and I managed to thank the waitress.

"Seems like I'm right about you, since you are so disturbed," Hunter said before taking a sip of his coffee.

"I don't...I mean how or rather what," stammering for a few seconds I finally stopped and starred into the cup in front of me.

"Honestly I would prefer you choosing option two because it took quite some time to convince Jacob that you aren't worth the trouble. But I guess I'm a little biased since I can't get it out of my head how your pussy felt so..." he trailed of watching a girl walking out of the cafe and I decided that I couldn't take it any longer. Without having one sip from my coffee I got up and hurried outside.

I almost walked into several people before Hunter pulled me to the side and into a sidealley. He gave me a soft slap on the back of my head and then pulled me close to him.

"Stop it,"  I mumbled weakly while trying to wipe away the tears that had started to fall down my face. "Why can't you just leave me alone? You did so many horrible things to me we are definetly even. You took the joy out of my childhood and my first kiss and my first time and I only did one thing."

"Yeah, and that was very stupid of you to do," he answered with a sweet smile on his lips. "Besides don't act like you didn't enjoy the attention you got from us and I remember you being pretty wet when I fucked you." This caused me to look up to him in distugst but before I could say anything he wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and kissed me.