Chapter 12

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Hunter:

My mother is driving me nuts. She's only been in my apartment with me for a couple hours and already I'm not sure how much more I can take. I know she is just trying to make sure I'm alright and that I have everything I need but her checking on me every 30 seconds is getting a little old. Luckily there is a knock on the door and I find myself hoping that it's Grey even though I shouldn't be. I find out it's not her though when I see Daniel and Sam come walking inside. They aren't Grey but I'm still happy to see them. They will be a welcomed distraction and maybe my mother will leave me alone for five minutes.

"Hey man" Daniel says as he comes over and lightly slaps me on the shoulder.

Sam is following right behind him and she comes over and hugs me the best she can in the position I'm in. "Hey Hunter" she whispers into my ear. "How are you feeling?"

"Good" I tell them. "Thanks for coming guys."

"Of course man" Daniel says. "If you ever need anything I'm literally right down the hall so don't be afraid to call."

"And that goes for me too" Sam says. "I may live a little further away but that doesn't mean that I wouldn't drop what I was doing if you needed me."

I stare at them both and I wonder once again how I had become friends with such great people. I had friends like this before but then they died because of me and after that I kind of cut myself off from people. I was poison. So why had I allowed these people into my life? I think I knew the answer to that. She's a cute little brunette with incredible dark blue eyes who I just can't seem to say no to.

"I appreciate that guys" I tell them softly. As I look at them I wonder if Grey told Sam about me leaving. If she had Sam wasn't letting on about it. "Have you seen Grey?" I ask.

"Yea I saw her when she came back to the apartment earlier" Sam says.

"Did she tell you what happened?" I ask and I don't elaborate on what because if she told Sam then Sam will know what I'm talking about.

"She did" Sam says reluctantly.

"Is she ok?" I ask and I'm not sure why I am asking. It's not my business but once again I feel that need to protect her and make sure she's alright kick in.

Sam looks thoughtful for a moment like she is debating if should say what she wants to say or not. "She doesn't want you to go" she finally says and with those five words I feel like a piece of me has been taken away. I don't want to go home either. I have no desire to return to the place where I lost everything and my father and the rest of the town hates me. I also realize then that I just don't want to leave this place. I may not remember a damn thing from my time here but it's clear to me that I have started to create a life here. I have a job, an apartment, and great friends. I also have a girl who I was willing to get hit by a car for. I have a feeling these are things you just don't walk away from. Not without a fight. So I guess it's about damn time I started fighting.

I look Sam deep in the eye when I say what I say next. "Tell her not to worry Sam because I'm not going anywhere. Not if I have anything to say about it."

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