"What?" I shrieked and he glared at me, making me glare back at him. "You did what?" 

"I shot Zachariah's son." Hunter repeated annoyed. 

I was silent for a few seconds, trying to take all of this in. "Is he dead...?" I asked, scared of his answer. 

"Yes," he said carelessly. 

I blinked a few times. "You... You're kidding, right?" I asked, hoping that all of this was indeed a joke. 

Hunter looked me dead in the eye, his cold stare boring into mine. "Does it look like I'm kidding, Zoe?" 

I didn't say anything. I just stared at him as he stared at the street, driving the car. I didn't know what hurt more, the fact that he got colder, or the fact that he broke a promise that he made. He promised Blaze that he would never kill again, but yet here he is, running away after killing Zachariah's son. I slumped down the car seat and stared out the window, processing what was going on at the moment. Why was it so hard to believe that Hunter killed someone? And why is all of this so shocking? 

But then again... What would I do if I was in his shoes? What would I do if someone shot my sister dead? The sister that just got herself a new life. The sister that was going to see the outside world after more than three years... Wouldn't you want him to suffer too, Zoe? 

I looked at Hunter and thought about all of this. Would I help Hunter get away with all of this? What would I do to help Hunter get out of this? What would I do if one day Zachariah appears at our home and attempts to kill one of us? What if Zachariah attempts to kill me? If I die, it's clear that Hunter will have no one else anymore. The only people he had were Blaze and me, but now that Blaze is dead, I am the only one Hunter has. If Zachariah kills me, Hunter will be lonely again and he'll probably end up in the mafia again. 

He'll end up killing people again. 

I blinked and took a deep breath. This is it then. I am going to get Hunter out of this; even if it means killing people. I am willing to sacrifice that if it makes Hunter become a good person again. If it makes Hunter never kill again. 

Suddenly my phone started ringing and I looked at the caller ID. "Hunter..." I breathed out and he looked at me. 

"What?" he asked. 

"Dylan..." I showed him the caller ID. 

Hunter looked at me. "Tell him everything." Hunter said. 

"What?" I gasped. 

Hunter didn't want anyone to know about Blaze, nor did he want anyone to know about Zachariah. Why would he want me to tell Dylan everything? 

"Look, I trust him, okay? It's because of Dylan we made it alive from Tony." he looked at me and then back at the road. "Zoe, we need Dylan's help. Not for me, but for you." 

"I'm not a little kid, Hunter." I said slightly annoyed by what he just said. 

"I know, Zoe. But understand. By the time we teach you how to defend yourself, we will need someone to keep you safe while I'm not around." he said, hoping he wouldn't offend me. 

I sighed and picked up. "Dylan?" 

"Zoe? Where the fuck are you!? I just walked into your house and everything is fucking all over the place!" he breathed out, frustrated. 

"We're moving." I said bluntly, still annoyed by what Hunter said. 

"What!? You can't just fucking leave me! Who the fuck am I supposed to talk to and be afraid of then!? Get your fucking ass back over here!" he yelled over the phone and I giggled. 

"Idiot, we're moving to Florida. And I wanted to ask you if you wanted to be here with us.." I said nervously. 

"Florida..." he breathed out. "Yeah... Sure." he said shortly. "I'll be there in a few days then..." he said and I smiled. 

"Thank you so much, Dylan." I said gratefully. 

"Anything for you guys, Zoe." 

--- 

"So this is it?" I threw myself on the bed. 

After hours of flying, we finally made it into our new apartment. I was very tired to be honest. Hunter managed to cheer me up, but I was still shocked at the fact that he had killed Zachariah's son. I didn't know what to think of this whole situation now. Everything was just all over the place. 

"We can't escape from Zachariah, Zoe." he sighed. "He will know where we are. I just brought you here, so we could buy ourselves some time and teach you how to defend yourself. Zachariah can be here anytime. We have ourselves longer than a week until he finds out where we are. Until then, you can get yourself some moves." he winked at me, making me roll my eyes. 

"Okay then." I said and just stared at him as he lay down next to me. 

He moved a strand of hair from my face and pressed his lips against mine, kissing me lightly before pulling away. I opened my eyes and looked at his beautiful face. He grinned and kissed me again, but this time it was more passionate. 

I seriously think that I am in love with Hunter Adams. 

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"No, Dylan, you fucking idiot!" Hunter rolled his eyes at him. 

I laughed as I looked at Hunter and then at the laptop screen. We were video calling with Dylan, and he was doing the most stupid things that were probably written in history. Just this morning I received a call from Dylan, saying that he wanted to see us, so I suggested video calling and I couldn't see a more cheerful Dylan. 

"Zoe, Zoe, Zoe, Zoe, Zoe!" he kept calling my name and I looked at him. 

"Yes, Dylan?" I raised my eyebrows and he grinned widely. 

"You look creepy." he said and I glared at him. 

"No fucking shit, Dylan." I scoffed. "Every fucking girl will look this creepy if she was forced to wake up around six A.M and didn't have the chance to fucking shower or even brush her hair." I said the whole sentence in one breath. 

Dylan looked at me with wide eyes and showed me the Starbucks coffee that appeared out of nowhere. "Would you like some coffee?" he asked with a bright smile. 

"I swear, this cheerful motherfucker will make me sick." Hunter rolled his eyes for the hundredth time. 

Dylan frowned at first, but when he understood what Hunter said, he glared at us. "Shut the fuck up. I'm seeing Zoe after two fucking days." he scoffed. 

"Bitch, you'll be here tomorrow." Hunter shot him a flat look and Dylan just stared at the screen like a retarded seal. 

"So?" he raised an eyebrow. 

Hunter sighed, annoyed and stood up. "I give up." he said in a loud voice, making me laugh. "I give up on this fucking world." 

"Stop being a drama queen, Hunter." Dylan rolled his eyes as he drank some of his coffee. 

"How about you fucking off?" Hunter breathed out. "Please?" 

"I swear," I interrupted them. "You and Dylan act like a married couple." 

Dylan gasped dramatically. "Well, thank you so much for stating the obvious." he said and I started laughing so hard. 

"Dylan, you son of a—" but Hunter was cut off by Dylan his door opening, and someone shouting in the background. 

"Dylan, you fucking retarded son of a bitch," we heard a man's voice. "Get your good for nothing's ass over here and help me finish this paperwork!" the voice got louder by every word that was heard. 

Dylan sighed. "I'll be there..." he said in a sad voice. 

"Dylan, what happened?" I asked after hearing his bedroom door close again. 

Dylan shot me a weak smile. "Don't worry about it, Zoe." he once again drank a bit of his coffee, but this time very much less cheerful than he was before. "I'm sorry you guys had to hear all of that." he smiled. 

"Dylan," Hunter sat down next to me with a frown. "What's going on there?" 

"Nothing, Hunter—"

"Get down here, you fucking faggot!" the voice cut Dylan off. 

"You guys don't worry. We'll talk later. Bye guys." he smiled and hung up before we could even say bye. 

I looked at Hunter and Hunter looked at me. What just happened? One moment we were all cheerful and happy, insulting each other, and laughing our asses off, and then suddenly this voice is heard out of nowhere and insults the fuck out of Dylan, ending all the happiness in just the snap of a finger. I can still see Dylan's face that was plastered with pain in front of me. It's like nothing was the same anymore. 

"What just happened...?" Hunter said with a hint of shock in his voice. 

"I don't know." I said, still not being able to process it. "I guess we'll just find out tomorrow." 

Hunter sighed and lay down on the couch, resting his head on my lap. Something he does very often. I closed the laptop and sighed as I started playing with his fluffy hair that was all over the place. It's like we weren't in the mood to do anything anymore. I wonder who that was. Was it Dylan's father that was saying all kinds of horrible things to him? 

To be honest, I was getting really worried about Dylan now. He didn't do anything to deserve that. The words rang through my head again. "Get down here, you fucking faggot." How can you even say that to someone? Especially someone like Dylan? I sighed and looked at Hunter, whose eyes were closed, and he was soundly asleep. I continued playing with his hair as I looked out of the huge glass window in front of me. It was still a bit dark, but the sun was rising already. I sighed and as I started feeling sleepy, I closed my eyes, waiting to fall asleep. 

---

I woke up as the sun shone in my face. I looked at the clock and realized it was twelve already. I sighed and looked at Hunter, who was still sleeping. I smiled and left him like that. He needed some sleep. After Blaze passed away, he didn't have a good night sleep, so it would be better to just let him finally rest. He's had a tough week. And so did I. 

I carefully got off the couch, trying not to wake Hunter up. Once I successfully stood there without waking him up, I walked into the bathroom and tied my hair into a bun. I then started brushing my teeth, and as I stared at myself into the mirror, I realized how much better I looked compared to how I looked three days ago. I sighed and continued brushing my teeth. I just hope that Hunter starts feeling better. 

After brushing my teeth, I washed my mouth and wiped my face with a towel. I walked out of the bathroom, back into the living room. Hunter was still sleeping. I smiled and decided to make breakfast for when he wakes up. I grabbed my phone and walked into the kitchen. I unlocked my phone and saw that I had received a message. I frowned and checked who it was. As soon as I saw whose message it was, I felt myself getting nervous. I tapped on the unread message and gulped. This is bad. 

Hello, my rebellious little Angel. I am so excited to say that you will see me soon, and we'll be a happy family again. I will find you, Zoe. And what is mine, stays mine. -Tony. 

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