Behind The Mask

Chapter 22 : Yummy!

If I'm late I apologize. Had a rough week :)

Enjoy!
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I close my eyes and breathe the scent of the ocean.

The car door slams again.

Approaching footsteps.

A shirt?

I look next to me to find Hunter's shirt next to me on the ground. Gosh damn it! He seriously has to be shirtless all the time!

Show off.

I look up at him as he takes off his jeans too. Um ok what the fuck?

"Are going to rape me or what?" I deadpan.

"Yeah, to rape people you take off your own clothes right?" He says while rolling his eyes. He is wearing black calvin Klein boxer briefs that are too tight.

GAAAHHH! I swear these past hours I've been acting so weird around him for some reason. I'm not being me. I'm being such a girl.

"Come on, let's jump." My eyes widen at him as his words process through my head. Is he suicidal?

"Are you crazy? Do you want to die?" I say as I get up from where I was sitting. He chuckles and gives me a challenging look. Oh boy! That can't be good.

"You scared shortie?" He smirks at me. Why does he know that I'm extremely competitive.

"Scared?" I scoff, "please."

"I don't know, you look pretty scared to me." He shrugs and stretches. And Of course I'm staring-I mean- how can I not he is so HOT. And I kindda am a sucker for abs.

Yummy.

"Eyes up here young lady!" He snaps his fingers at my face with a huge smirk.

"I'm not taking off my clothes in front of you douche." I change the subject smoothly and give him a haughty look as his eyes shifts from my face to the rest of my body. His pupils darken and he licks his lips.

"Shame." He croaks. "Wear my shirt." He says and shifts his eyes from my body to the ocean. I rub my arms and look at my covered wrists. Would he notice the scars ? I mean they are obvious, But we're swimming.

No I can't do this. This- this is dumb why would I jump from all this distance and reveal my scars to this asshole? To prove a point ? To show him that I am in fact not scared?

"See I knew you were scared." He gives me a smug look.

Oh well fuck it.

I smoothly take off my shoes and run towards the edge of the cliff.

Then I fall.

I hear a "What the fuck!" While the cold air slaps me in the face. I can feel the air through the strands of my hair. Then I take a huge breath and hit the water with a big splash.

I sink real deep in the water though. I mean it was a big jump; but I'm not scared though. The ocean was my favorite place growing up and I ,at least, know that he won't betray me like everyone else did.

I stay still under water and close my now open eyes. I love the silence here; the way the water holds you. I feel my t-shirt sticking to me uncomfortably but At that point I dont really care.

I wish I can breath under water.

Then I hear a big splash, so I open my eyes and see Hunter swimming over to me.

My lips curve upwards on their own accord and I swim up casually. Bad boy isn't that bad after all.

"What the fuck Emma!" He screams when we resurface.