Hunters POV:
I sat in her room staring at her. It had been so long since I had been this close. Since I was a kid. Five years ago. I was now twenty one. I had been released from the hospital two days ago and was supposed to be taking it easy. I had brought my mother to the old safe house, planned my sisters funeral, and consoled her girlfriend.
I had been by Ava's side nearly every free minute I had. Taking it easy was not on the fucking agenda. I get up from the plush chair and go over to her. She was curled in a tiny ball and a glimmer caught my eye. Marco's chain. Holy shit. After all these years she still had it.
I touch the chain and then I allow myself to touch her hair. Touch her face. Her perfect sculpted eyebrow and her plump lips. God, how I fucking missed her. "Your doing it again." Zach's voice floated to me from the set of double doors. I glared. "So fucking what?" I nearly snarled my words and Luke gave me a warning look. I ignore them and go back to admiring her.
"We don't know how she's gonna react when she wakes up. You might wanna not be here." Zach was trying to be gentle but all he was going was pissing me off. "You talk about her like she's a mental patient." Zach's steel look could cut ice.
"You have no idea what your talking about dickwad. While you were off on a killing spree she was a mental patient to us. We stitched her back together piece by fucking piece and each time she was doing good you would fuck it up again."
Being reminded of my fuck ups only pissed me off even more. I stand up and brush past Luke and Zach and head down the staircase. I slam the fucking door to prove my point. I didn't need to listen to that shit knowing me, I'd fuck it up all over again.
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The Secrets I wished I Knew
RomanceAva knew Hunter would leave her to go after his father. It was only just a matter of time. Now she fights depression and has good and bad days. She goes through highs and lows. When she thinks she's doing good he will somehow pop up in her life and...
