He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

"Don't run from me Sweetheart!" I heard a whisper as a walked home from the bar. I don't know if it's because I'm drunk or if it was real. My phone read 1:00 A.M. Oh no. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I quickly turned around stumbling. "Hey baby!" There was a guy just smiling down at me. I squirmed away from him and out of his grip. That is until I stumbled and fell to the ground. "Your mine now baby girl!" The hand grabbed my foot and began dragging me somewhere. I dug my hands into the ground, but it was no use. What's going to happen to Kiestin? What will "The Hunter" do to her? Read this fanfic to find out! Copyright©