Predator | 4 (unedited)

Okay, compared to the last three chapters, this one is horrible. Let me know what you think of it. If you like this chapter, tell me why, cause I don't. And if you have any suggestions of what I could do better, let me know! I wrote it in a hurry, there will probably be a lot of mistakes. This chapter is lacking everywhere, but it'll be edited later!

Her relief crumbled to nothing more than dust, when she watched him casually leaning against the door frame with his face pulled up into a smug smile. April found herself blinking several time.

Maybe, it was just the peering sun streaming into her eyes and playing tricks to her. But to her luck, it wasn't.

April never expected to see him again and her speechless state clearly amused him to no end.

"You- you two know each other?" Eric questioned after long moments of painful silence. A faint mimic of surprise covered his face with a mild smile, trying hide his shocked state by a cover of surprise.

"Yeah, he was the asshole who locked me up in the staff room at the bar!" April hissed angrily but it was impossible to hide the slight fear in her voice.

The bartender noticed that. He laughed and went into the living room, not bothering to speak to her. Eric brother gave her a look she couldn't really define and pushed her gently towards the living room.

"This asshole," the bartender begun, his face still pulled up into a very amused grin, "was the one who saved your cute ass," he continued as he rubbed his bottom lip with his thumb, watching April's expression waving between anger and fear.

"I already figured that she was your sister, executioner." A chuckle fell from his lips. "Same features and all." The bartender waved his hand around his face.

"What do you want?" Eric asked. The tone of his voice was cold and the bartender could detect the silent threat. "I don't remember inviting you."

While the bartender sat relaxed on the couch, Eric's posture was stock-stiff, tensed and he was slightly trembling in fury. This was one of the moments, were Eric's thinning patience could easily snap any second.

"There is no reason to make a scene in front of your cute little sister. I was just send to deliver a message." The bartender's face lost every hint of amusement and was replaced my a more serious expression.

Eric knew, whatever message he had to deliver wouldn't be pleasant.

"Then speak. I don't have all day to listen to your bullshit," Eric spat angrily. April flinched at hearing the cold voice of her brother.

Back then, at her hometown, she was used to hearing her brother hissing and barking at their parents.

But she never heard his voice being filled with so much venom. She couldn't help but shiver at his poisoned words.

"I would love to begin," the bartender began, sighing heavily. His eyes flickered towards April, who was just standing in the middle of the living room like stupid.

She shifted from foot to foot when she noticed that all eyes were on her. "But I would welcome some privacy. If you would be so kind."

"It'll only take a minute, alright?" Eric softly said to his sister.

April scoffed at the bartenders request. Her brother shot her an apologetic look but she chose to ignore it and left the men alone.

Whatever they wanted to discuss, she didn't want to hear it. She didn't want to be part of a discussion with that man.

She quickly grabbed her jacket and hurried outside to her car she parked near Eric's apartment. She drove around the empty area of the town.

The low population of the town was no surprise to her. It was known for being a small town, after all.

However, it was quite odd that the roads were empty. She'd expected a population of seven-hundred people, at least.

But now, she would've been surprised if this town was populated with around three-hundred. She expected a small area being filled with too many people.

After the short drive April found herself in an unknown area with what seemed to be a local café. She pulled over and jumped off of her car, hurrying towards the café she spotted.

Cold wind was piercing into the uncovered skin of her neck.

Wind blew her hair in all possible directions and made her eyes stinging in pain from the cold air constantly hitting her face violently ever so often.

Soft raindrops drizzled from the clouded sky above. She hated winter. Pushing her hair off her face, she took in the small size of the café in front of her.

The brown walls were clean from stupid graffiti quotes she'd grown used to at her home town. Ignoring the slight dirt on the walls, it looked pretty clean.

She pushed the wooden door open and stepped into the cozy looking and warm café.

Soft music welcomed her ears. The warm air around her made her feel comfortable already and she took in the sight of the small and old looking café.

The first thing she noticed was that the dim light. The only light that fell into the room was the streaming sun that peered through the huge glass windows.

The wooden ground beneath her frozen feet slightly cracked under the heavy weight of her body. The place was filled with some people from the town.

Not too many customers, though. Would've surprised her. A sigh of relief fell from her lips. No faces she was familiar with. .

She waltzed to a free table, away from the window under the dark shadows. The last thing she wanted to do was to drink coffee, but she knew she didn't want to be at her brother's.

The wooden table in front of her remembered her slightly at the night at the bar. She chuckled bitterly to herself and rubbed her temples softly.

She shrugged her jacket off her body and ordered a cup of hot chocolate when the waitress approached her to take her order. Barely two minutes later the waitress appeared again, with a mug of hot chocolate.

"Thanks."

"You are very welcome," the waitress said with her face pulled up into a warm smile. "You new here, aren't you?" She asked as she pushed a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear.

"Yeah, kind of. Just visiting." She shot her a small smile. Inwardly, though, she wanted to be left alone. April was thankful for the waitress kindness, but she was here to have some moments of silence, after all.

"Oh? Who?" The young waitress looked surprised.

"Eric Carter," she answered hurriedly, wanting to be left alone with nothing more than silence.

"Ah, yes!" Her eyes twinkled when April told her brother's name. The waitress obviously recognized his name. A small smile of adoration formed on her rosy lips.

"I know him. Make sure you'll greet him for me." The waitress spoke, without even telling her name. There would be no need anyway, as April wouldn't tell her brother anyway.

"Will do." April promised. The waitress quickly whirled around and left when the door bell rung and another customer came in.

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