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"Leave me!" I cried as I hid in the corner of the bedroom.

Tears streamed down my face as I stared at Hunter, whimpering in pain.

"Come on, Zoe! I have to get the fucking bullet out!" Hunter breathed out.

I whimpered. I could feel the blood dripping out of my shoulder. The pain was nearly unbearable, but I couldn't find myself to move. I was too shocked. I breathed heavily, and I felt myself panicking. Who were they?

"H-Hunter." I breathed out heavily. "W-who were they?" I looked at him.

"Baby, come here. I know you're scared, but we have to get that bullet out. I promise I'll tell you. Please." He grabbed my hand and this time I didn't protest.

I let him carry me to the living room. I knew that this was going to hurt a lot, but if I want to stay alive, then this bullet will have to get out. Hunter placed me on the couch and took my tank top off. He lowered the strap of my bra and I saw him gulp. For a second I saw fear in his eyes.

Is Hunter Adams really scared?

I breathed. I felt as if I was floating. I felt my chest moving up and down. It felt as if someone placed a heavy stone onto it. Who were they? I looked at Hunter as he tried getting the bullet out of my shoulder. I felt the object he was using enter my skin, but I couldn't see what he was using to take out the bullet. I could only focus on Hunter and his expression changing whenever I flinched. I stared at the ceiling as I thought about what happened a while ago.

Hunter and I had just arrived at home. I was still devastated about him telling me about Blaze. I still couldn't believe it. I have no idea how Hunter has been coping with all this. Blaze is Hunter's world. How was he going to make it without her? If Hunter is already like this with her in his life, how much worse will he get when she leaves? She can't just die!

Hunter was silent for the whole ride. He just didn't say anything. Somewhere I felt guilty for bringing it up. I shouldn't have asked him, but then again, if I hadn't asked him, then I would never find out. I feel really bad for them. I chuckled as I thought about how fucked up the teenage life can be. There are people who have never known what depression is, and I hope that those people never find out. Depression is just something that slowly sucks all the life out of you.

Blaze and Hunter had a fucked up teenage life too, since they're both eighteen now. Hunter can still make something. He can still become something. Will I ever be able to become someone? To be honest, I don't know the answer to that. I just wish that I was one of those people who can get over shit easily. Dreams of Tony torturing me still haunt me at night. Hunter does not know, and I am lucky I don't scream or cry in my sleep. That would be pretty messed up though.

I followed Hunter into the house and closed the door behind me. "Do you want me to cook something for you?" I asked Hunter.

He shook his head and sat on the couch. I sat next to him and lay down, resting my head on his lap. We were both tired. Very tired. Not just because of school, but because all the things we are facing right now. I have no idea how we would be able to handle all this if Blaze was gone. Blaze deserved to live. She didn't deserve to be in the hospital. Hunter told me that Blaze was going to be checked out of the hospital within a week, and I was grateful for that. But somewhere I have this feeling that Blaze won't have enough time to live her dreams.

I sighed and Hunter placed his hand on my belly. I looked at him. "You know, we could give her the time of her life." I looked at him.

He sighed. "I know, Zoe. I've been working hard to do that." he said.

That's when I noticed the cut on his cheek. I bet it was caused by the fight he had this morning. I sighed and placed both of my hands on his hand on my belly.

"Hunter, I wish I could do something to make you feel better." I said, feeling myself getting down.

He shot me slight smile. "Don't act like this, Zoe. I know you still die a little inside everyday." he said and I just stared at him.

He was right. I was still not okay. Yes, I was happy, but was I okay? No. We never deserved any of this. We're teenagers and we deserved to see the best of life. I don't know if we'll have time to do that once we have our own lives. We'll be too busy taking care of other stuff, than taking care of ourselves. If only we ever got the chance to change everything. If only we had the chance to live our lives.

"You're right, Hunter. I do die a little, but the best part is that I have you before I die completely." I smiled at him as he stared at me.

"You shouldn't get too close to me." he said. "You'll get yourself hurt."

I smiled at Hunter. I sat up on the couch and took his hand in mine. "Hunter, I know I may die a little everyday, and the truth is just that you're dying along with me. I don't care if I get myself hurt. Besides, I can't die if I'm with you. You saved my life so many times, that the thought of dying fades away little by little. I don't care if life takes a huge U-turn, it's life, and life's a bitch. We have to be assholes to compete against it." he grinned when I repeated what he said the first time he showed me his house.

At least he smiled.

I smiled back at him and lay back on the couch, resting my head on his lap once again. He started playing with my hair and I giggled. Obviously, he didn't care and continued playing with my hair.

"You really are mental. How can you not care about your life?" he raised his eyebrow at me. He does that a lot.

"Yeah. Now you have a psycho bitch stuck in your hair." I smirked at him and he rolled his eyes.

"Probably." he grinned.

Suddenly the sound of gunshots came out of nowhere, shattering the windows of the living room. I let out a loud scream and fell from the couch, hitting my head on the coffee table. I heard Hunter shout my name, and I looked at him. What the fuck was happening? Hunter helped me up and by now, the gunshots suddenly stopped. Hunter grabbed my hand and dragged me to the kitchen. He rushed me under the wooden dining table.

"Listen, no matter what happens, stay here. You come out when someone sees you, or when I tell you to move. Okay?" He said, giving me a serious look.

I nodded slightly. "Hunter!" I called him when he attempted to walk away. He turned around and looked at me. "What's happening?" I asked and he gulped.

"Don't worry about that yet. Just... I'll tell you later." he said and ran off.

It was impossible to see me here unless you enter the kitchen. The table was against the wall, right next to the entrance of the kitchen. You really wouldn't think that someone is here. Suddenly I heard the gunshots again and I covered my mouth, doing my best not to scream.

What was happening?

"Go the fuck away from here." I heard Hunter yell and then suddenly the gunshots were heard again.

Oh my goodness. I hope Hunter is okay. I breathed out heavily as I leaned my back against the wall. I wish all of this would end. I felt my heart beating faster as well as the sweating of my body increasing. This is all a bad dream. I tried to convince myself. But was it really a bad dream? All of this seemed so real. I gulped as I felt the atmosphere grow thicker. Something was not right.

The gunshots erupted again, making me jump a little. I covered my ears as I whimpered in fear. This was all a bad dream. In just a few seconds I will wake up in Hunter's arms and he'll laugh at me, telling me that it was just a bad dream.

The sounds of the gunshots didn't get any less. In fact, it seemed like it was never going to stop.

"You're coming with us, pretty boy." I heard a heavy voice say.

"Fuck you, Eric." I heard Hunter say and I heard the gunshots again.

Suddenly I saw legs enter the kitchen and I immediately knew that they were looking for me. I pushed myself further to the back, covering my mouth with my hands, hoping that he won't find me. I gulped. Please don't find me. Please don't find me. But chanting that was no use. Suddenly the guy his ugly face appeared in front of me with an ugly grin on his face. He grabbed me by my arm and forcefully dragged me out from under the table. I was so shocked, I couldn't even scream.

"Come with me, you pretty little thing." he said as he dragged me out of the kitchen.

"Zoe!" Hunter shouted my name and my head snapped over to him.

"Hunter!" I tried yanking my arm out of the man his grasp, but it was no use. "Hunter!" I breathed out is name.

Hunter took a step towards me, but then the man pointed his gun at my head, making me freeze. Hunter froze and glared at the man. My breath caught in my throat as I felt the cold metal of the gun against my temple. My eyes grew wide and I felt my mouth go dry.

"Hunter!" I breathed out and before I could even think, the man pointed his gun at my shoulder and pulled the trigger, making me collapse.

My body hit the concrete floor and I saw how Hunter shot the man right in the head before running towards me.

I snapped back to reality.

Hunter was swearing as much as he could as he took out the bullet.

"The bullet is out." Hunter said and I looked at him. "Baby, you're going to be just fine."

I felt the needle go though my skin once again and I hissed in pain as he stitched it up. Hunter swore out loud once again and I looked at him. That's when I noticed that he was injured too. His forehead was bleeding and he had a deep cut on his lip and above his right eye.

"Hunter..." I breathed out and he looked at me worried.

"Fuck, Zoe. You're going to be just fine!" I heard him shout before my vision went black.

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"Hunter, who were they? And what did they want?" I asked as Hunter lay down next to me. "Hunter, you promised you'd tell me." I swallowed.

He wrapped his arm carefully around my waist and rested his head on my uninjured shoulder. "Yes, I promised. I know you need an explanation, and I will tell you everything." he breathed out as I waited for him to continue.

"Have you ever heard of Zachariah Anton?" he asked, confusing me.

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