"So where did you guys go after you left the park?" AJ asked teasingly in our last period as she sipped the soda from her can. I let out a frustrated sigh, not wanting to talk about it. "Did you guys go on a date?"

"No, we didn't," I answered snappily, but it was the truth. I was quickly able to get away from Hunter after we had left the park, and I had no idea where he had went after that. But really, I didn't care very much. As long as he was away from my friends, I didn't really care where he was.

"A date, Emery?" a familiar voice now said, riding up to where we were sitting on one of the dirt bikes. "Who would go out with you?"

It was kind of strange having him call me by my last name again. He had been calling me Jordan and hadn't even said my last name since the time we had confessed to each other. But he had to keep up the enemy act in front of other people...

"It doesn't really concern you," AJ scowled, crossing her arms over her chest. "I highly doubt that you even know Jordan's boyfriend anyway. None of us but Jordan know him."

Oh, Jesse knew him. And Alex did as well. I just hoped that Jesse didn't get the wrong idea...

"He's not my boyfriend," I groaned, covering my face with my hands. Why did they have to press on and on until I was pulling my hair out? They didn't even bother me this much when it came to Dallas... "He's just a... friend."

What else was I supposed to call Hunter? He was a psychopathic killer that had murdered my grandmother. But it wasn't like I could say that...

"That's why you totally ditched us yesterday at the park for him," AJ smirked, and I really wanted to just tear my hair right out of my head. She was going to make Jesse think things! Things that he definitely shouldn't have been thinking...

Jesse was definitely interested now. I wouldn't say that he was angry, but more confused. He didn't think I was seeing some other guy, did he? Oh, I could only hope not...

I thought he'd ride off, but Jesse only smirked. Letting out a laugh, he said, "Anyone who'd go out with you has got to be crazy."

I knew he didn't mean that, because then he would have just been calling himself crazy. I had to keep up with the enemy act, so I bit my tongue before shooting back, "And anyone who would ever go out with you have to be completely out of their mind."

I wanted to laugh; I just found it too funny. We were purposely insulting each other while insulting ourselves at the same time. And AJ didn't even suspect a thing.

I could get used to this.

"Well, as much fun as it would be to make fun of you for the rest of the class, I don't feel like failing the class by doing absolutely nothing," Jesse finally said, straightening the bike back up and taking off before AJ or I could say anything else to him.

"This class bites," AJ grumbled, taking another sip of her soda before slamming it down on the bench we were sitting on. "We don't even do anything and Mr. Craven doesn't even care. I'm still getting an A in this class and I haven't even gotten on a bike since we've started."

I shrugged, kind of preoccupied with watching Jesse ride around and around the dirt like I was in some type of trance. I didn't really mind very much, since I could watch Jesse all day and be perfectly fine with it. But I couldn't in front of my friends...

"Jordan?" AJ said for the fourth time, now waving her hand in front of my face. "Jordan? What they heck are you staring at?"

"N--nothing," I stuttered nervously, shaking my head quickly as I turned back toward her. "I just zoned out, that's all. Nothing important..."

"Were you thinking about the brown haired guy?" she asked, nudging me in the side teasingly. "I bet you were! Come on, please tell me his name!"

"Eric," I blurted without even thinking. Where the heck did that name come from? Out of every single name on the planet, I chose Eric?

"Eric?" AJ asked, her nose wrinkling at me. "Like the penguin that you made in woodshop in seventh grade?"

"How do you even know about that? I met you in high school."

"Lexi told me about it," she shrugged, laughing a little at the thought of a little wooden penguin that was sloppily painted. "She said you carved out a penguin, painted it blue, and you carried it around in your backpack for the rest of seventh grade."

I crossed my arms over my chest, looking away from her in embarrassment. I felt like such a child. "That was five years ago. I don't even know where it is anymore."

"Whatever," AJ smiled, waving her hand in front of her face before scooting closer to me. "Tell me about this Eric guy. Is he sweet?"

The exact opposite.

"Sure," I shrugged, not knowing what else I was supposed to say. If I gave away too much, she would definitely suspect something.

"Is he special?" she now asked, and I really wanted to gag. Hunter sure was special, but not in the way AJ was insinuating. He was special in a whole different kind of way.

"He's... sure something."

"Something special?"

"... Sure."

This conversation was getting awkward quickly, and I wanted to get out of it as quickly as I possibly could. I didn't want her thinking I was actually going out with Hunter--or Eric, in this case. I knew that she'd tell the rest of the girls, and now they'd know as well. As long as they didn't know who he really was, I guess it was fine.

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"Alexandria wasn't in class today," Molly informed the girls of the cabin as I pretended to be asleep. "It's really strange. Even her friends didn't know what was up."

"She's probably just skipping," Cindy shrugged, not caring in the slightest as she examined her nails. "She used to do it all the time back at Adeline."

"But she used to do it with a friend," Emily pointed out, plopping down next to Cindy on her bed. "She didn't ditch with anyone this time."

"Can we just stop talking about Aimee's chauffeur?" Lexi asked, referring to what Aimee had said the day before. "Jordan's asleep, so let's talk about her mystery guy!"

Oh, my goodness.

"His name's Eric," AJ giggled, and I could just imagine her bopping up and down on her bed. "Jordan finally spilled in seventh period."

"Eric? That's such a cute name!"

You have got to be kidding me.

As the girls of Cabin C went on and one about how cute the name Eric was and how cute Hunter actually was, I continued to lay in my bed like a motionless zombie. They thought that I was asleep, at least I hoped they thought, and they continued to blab on and on about Eric.

Eric this, Eric that. It was starting to get seriously annoying after a while. They all had boyfriends that they could have talked about! Why did they have to talk about my boyfriend?

More like my fake boyfriend.

When my cell phone started to buzz in my pocket, I wasn't about to pull it out to answer it. I knew that if the girls knew that I was awake, they would press on and on about Hunter. And I did not want to talk about the boyfriend that I didn't even have.

I hated that I couldn't even talk to them about Jesse. The only person I could talk to about him was Alex, but it just wasn't the same since he was a guy. And I was sure he'd tell Jesse everything I said to him, which I definitely didn't want.

I missed having girl friends to talk to.

When my phone continued to buzz over and over again, I finally got fed up and dug into my pocket for the stupid thing. Pressing it to my ear, I stopped myself from letting out a groan. Who was calling me nonstop? I highly doubted it was anything important. I swear, if it was Alex that was calling just because he was too lazy to come over, I was going to walk all the way to his cabin just to throw my phone at him.

"Hello, Jordan."

This voice made me freeze. How did he get my number?

"Wh--wh--" was all I was able to say, trying my best not to sound scared. Not only did I not want Hunter to know that I was scared, I was in a cabin filled with my friends that couldn't know anything about him.

"Surprised?" he asked, sounding smug. I could just imagine him smirking... It disgusted me. "I'm glad. That was what I was shooting for."

Jumping up from my bed, I quickly made a beeline toward the door. I wouldn't be able to talk to Hunter with all the girls around... I'd need to be in private.

"Where are you going, Jordan?" Lexi asked, but all I did was wave over my shoulder to tell her that I couldn't be bothered right then. She and my friends let me go, and I couldn't be more grateful.

But what the hell did Hunter want?

"How the hell did you get my number?" I demanded after I had shut the cabin door behind me and made my way down the steps. I didn't know where I was going, but I couldn't let anyone hear me. "I'd really appreciate it if you lost it."

"I have my ways, Jordy," I could imagine him grin. "I have my ways..."

"Why are you calling me?" I demanded once again, cupping my elbow as I dodged a rock that would have caused me to trip.

"I need you to come see me," Hunter informed me, as if it was normal for psycho murderers to ask the granddaughters of their victims to come visit. "I miss you, Jordy."

"What? No way! I'll never come see you!"

"Aw, come on, Jordy. You don't want to see me?" he teased, and now I wanted to throw my phone at him and not Alex. "I'm hurt."

"I'm glad," was all I could say back, turning around and taking a few uneasy steps before pacing right by the lake. "Now if you excuse me, I have to go now."

"To see Jesse? Now I'm even more hurt."

"Just screw off, will you?"

"This is actually a very important phone call," Hunter informed me before I could hang up on him. "I would advise you to stay and listen."

"What do you want?" I scowled, still cupping my elbow as I continued to pace. "Just tell me, will you? You're getting seriously annoying. Even more than usual."

"Remember your friend Alexandria?"

I blinked, stopping dead in my tracks. What about Alexandria? Even though she wasn't my friend, I had told Hunter that she was...

Oh, my God.

Alexandria hadn't come to class that day. No one had even seen her. And if Hunter was talking about her...

Oh, no. Oh, no, no, no!

"Where is she?" I snapped, now pacing around like a complete maniac. If anyone could see me, they'd think I was insane. "What did you do to her? Is she alright? Hunter, answer me!"

"J--Jordan," a new voice said, causing me to stop pacing once again. "Please... please, help me."

Oh, my God. No, no! This was all my fault! How could I do this to her?

"Alexandria, don't panic, okay?" I asked, not knowing what else I was supposed to say to her. "I'll be there as soon as possible, I promise. Don't worry, okay?"

"O--okay," she stuttered, and I knew she was shaking almost uncontrollably. "P--p--please... hurry."

I nodded. "I will."

"Make sure not to call the cops," Hunter sing-songed when the phone was passed back to him. "You wouldn't want anything bad happening to her, right?"

I nodded once again, even though I knew that he couldn't see me. "I won't call the police," I spoke truthfully. "Just tell me where you are. I'll be there."

"The abandoned warehouse, a mile away from where we first met," Hunter reminded, and I felt sick to my stomach. I didn't exactly feel like being sentimental with him. "I expect you here in twenty minutes. Don't let me down, Jordy. Or more like... don't let Alexandria down."

The second he hung up the phone, I shoved mine into my pocket before taking off toward the parking lot. Digging into my other pocket, I grabbed the keys to my rental car and unlocked it as quickly as I could. Hopping in, I sped out of the parking lot and into the street as quickly as I could.

I was going  to save you, Alexandria. I wouldn't let Hunter hurt someone else just because of me.

Fifteen minutes later, I was pulling up next to the abandoned warehouse. Before jumping out of my car, I grabbed my phone from my pocket and stared at it for a second. This was so stupid... Surely Hunter wouldn't know I called the cops, right? There was no way he'd know...

No. I couldn't risk Alexandria's life like that. I knew that this was stupid of me, but it was something I had to do. I wasn't going to let her get hurt.

Letting out a breath, I typed out a message as quickly as my fingers would let me.

Come to the abandoned warehouse a mile from where we first saw Hunter together. Don't text me back. Just hurry.

Pushing send, I shoved my phone back into my pocket and jumped out of the car. I could only hope that Jesse got the message... I'd be lucky if he did. He usually always answered my messages, since he was Jesse and everything, but there was always the possibility he was doing something...

Pushing that thought from my mind, I yanked the door open and made why way inside. I was already breathing heavily, which wasn't a good sign. There were so many doors that I could have took... Where were Hunter and Alexandria?

Shaking my head, I ran through the first door to see there were even more doors that led to more rooms of the warehouse. There was no way I'd be able to find them like this! But this place was completely silent...

Suddenly I heard a scream, causing me to almost jump out of my skin. More and more screams filled my ears, and I quickly ran through more doors, following the bloodcurdling sound. But when the screams suddenly stopped, I wasn't about to stop. I was getting closer and closer until I finally pushed open a door that brought me into a gigantic room, machines scattered all around.

Going around each machine as if there was a trap behind them all, I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw red liquid on the ground. As poorly as this room was lit, I knew exactly what it was.

It had to be blood.

Following the trail with a sick stomach, I had no idea what I might have found. But I had to keep following until I found--

Getting to the end of the trail, my stomach absolutely dropped into my gut. Slapping my hand over my mouth and grabbing onto my stomach, I had to tell myself not to puke.

There, lying before me in a pool of blood, was Alexandria. There was no way she could have been alive... Even though she had just been screaming a few minutes before, I knew that she would never be able to scream ever again.

I can't even explain the sight. I couldn't even recognize her... But I knew that it was her, because she was wearing the bracelet Aimee had given her before we went to the camp. It even had her name on it... But now it was stained with her blood.

I took a step back, absolutely disgusted with myself and everything around me. It was my fault this had happened to her, and I couldn't help but feel disgusted.

I continued to take more and more steps back until my back collided with something hard. Not being able to move, I knew exactly what it was the moment I touched it.

"Sad," Hunter started, his chest still pressed up against my back as he looked on down at Alexandria's mutilated body. "It wasn't as much fun as your grandmother was."

Spinning around to face him, I had no idea what I was supposed to do or say. I wanted to slap him, to hit him, to cuss him out, but I knew I couldn't do any of those things. As much as I wanted to stay calm, I knew that I couldn't as I continued to breathe heavily. I felt my shoulders heaving, and I had no idea what I was going to do or how I was going to get out alive.

"You said you wouldn't hurt her," I spat, my eyebrows furrowing as I glared at him. "I thought you were a man of your word!"

"I am," Hunter smiled, taking another step closer to me. "I never said I wouldn't hurt her. I had this intention all along, Jordy."

"Stop calling me that!" I shouted, stomping my foot on the concrete ground as hard as I could. I didn't want my childhood nickname to haunt my dreams for the rest of my life. "Just stop everything! Just leave me alone! Leave Jesse alone! Just get lost!"

"I can't do that, Jordan," he continued to smirk, taking another step closer to me as he ran his hand down my arm. I recoiled in disgust, not wanting anything to do with him. "I want you for myself, Jordan. I love you. But Jesse Jacobsen is in the way of that."

"Even if Jesse wasn't around, I still wouldn't want to be anywhere near you," I scowled, slapping his hand away when he reached out to touch me again. "Why would I ever want to be with someone who kills the people I care about? You're nothing but a monster!"

"Don't get me mad, Jordan," Hunter now threatened, half teasingly and half seriously as he grabbed onto my arm to stop myself from moving any farther away from him. "You wouldn't like me when I'm mad."

I sneered at him. "I don't like you now."

I was suddenly being thrown against a wall, catching me so off guard that it hurt even more than it was supposed to. Did he really just...? I couldn't even form the thoughts I was trying to think.

I stayed plastered to the wall, not really understanding what had just happened. The last time I had been pushed up against a wall was by Jesse, but it hadn't hurt nearly as much as this had...

That was the first time Hunter had ever actually hurt me physically. Emotionally and mentally, he had done that too many times, but this was the first time he had ever really... hurt me.

Before I even knew what was going on, Hunter had sashayed over to me and his lips crashed against mine. I tried to push him away from me, but he was way too strong for me. He finally let my lips free and trailed kisses down my jawline and down my neck, all the way down to my chest, which my shirt unfortunately showed a lot of.

"Get off of me!" I screeched, hitting him in the chest as hard as I could. "Don't touch me! Let me go! Get off of me right now, Hunter!"

"Why is it always Jesse Jacobsen?" Hunter demanded when he finally pulled away from me, letting me sink to the ground before grabbing onto my hair and forcing me to stand up. His hand still in my hair, he continued, "Why do you all always choose him?"

It was only Erica and me, but were we the only girls he ever loved? Not that I really believed Hunter was actually in love with me... He was just delusional. But he thought that he was.

"Maybe because he's a real man," I fought back weakly, causing Hunter to slam me up against the wall once again, but this time he was holding onto me so I wouldn't fall to the ground. Already I wanted to curl up in bed and rest, and all he had done was throw me against a wall.

"I'm stronger, I'm older, I'm better looking," Hunter started through clenched teeth, smashing me against the wall over and over again with every reason. "Why would you choose him over me?"

"He didn't kill my grandma," I swallowed, now trying my best to stay conscious. "He didn't kill someone who I didn't even really say was my friend."

Hunter slammed me against the wall again, causing me to let out a loud shout. This was seriously starting to hurt now...

"Tell me you love me," Hunter demanded, slamming me against the wall again. "Tell me I'm the only person you ever want to be with and you'd rather die without me. Tell me that you want Jesse Jacobsen dead! Tell me you want to help me kill him!"

I stared at Hunter for a moment, a million things going through my head. He almost sounded... desperate. Like a little boy who just wanted love. Was that all Hunter wanted? Did he only want love from someone? And since he had lost both Erica's and my love to Jesse... Of course he hated him.

"I love Jesse," I swallowed, shaking my head at him. "And there isn't anything you can do that could ever change my mind."

Fury flashed through Hunter's different colored eyes before he ripped me away from the wall and threw me into a dusty old machine as hard as he could. Now lying down on my stomach, I tried my best to push myself off the ground, but found that it was impossible to. I didn't know if I had broken anything, but it sure felt like it. I couldn't even move a muscle in my body...

Hunter kicked me in the side once before clutching onto my hair and bringing my face up to his as he crouched down in front of me.

"Tell me you love me," he demanded once again, this time sounding furious instead of desperate. "This is your last chance, Jordan. Tell me you love me or you're going to die!"

"I love Jesse," I repeated, not afraid anymore. If death was my fate, then so be it. If I was supposed to die then, then I would. If Jesse didn't make it in time to save me, then it just wasn't meant to be.

Rage flashed in Hunter's eyes now as he gripped my hair even tighter and smashed my head against one of the machines. I bit my tongue to stop myself from shouting out in pain, causing myself to make a loud muffling sound instead.

So this was how I would die. I would be killed by a guy that was supposedly in love with me.

Even though Hunter was really incapable of loving, that didn't mean that he didn't want someone to love him. First it was Erica, and now it was me. I almost felt bad for him. Maybe, just maybe, if we had met some other way, if he wasn't in a gang, we'd actually have a chance. But this was how things were, and they weren't going to change.

"You stupid bitch!" Hunter yelled, slamming my head against the ground now. "What's so special about Jesse, huh? He's weak, and stupid, and he's been torturing you for the past four years of your life! Don't you remember how much it hurt when your other little boyfriend ditched you?"

He knew about Dallas, too? What didn't he know about me? He knew my phone number, my past, and pretty much everything! How could he get all this information on me? Yeah, he had a lot of people that were willing to do anything for him, but I didn't think they could get information about me...

"Jesse might have teased me for four years straight," I started, my eyesight going blurry as I stared up at Hunter, "but that was nothing compared to what you've been doing to me for the past two months."

"You're just a whore," Hunter spat, using my hair to whip me onto the ground, causing me to roll until I was stopped by a machine. "Jesse, that Dallas guy, and me. You just can't get enough, can you? Who are you going to leave Jesse for next?"

He made it sound like I used to go out with him, which I couldn't help but find disturbing. And I hadn't been together with Dallas and Jesse at the same time. As soon as Jesse and I had gotten together, I told Dallas that I didn't want to be with him anymore. Even though he thought that I was leaving him for Hunter, we still had broken up...

"Jesse and I... will be together forever," I strained, trying my best to stay conscious and not pass out. "Even if you do kill me."

Hunter kicked me in the stomach as hard as he could, and I now tasted blood. I gagged as it came up my throat, and I was scared now. Terrified, even. Even if it was only a little, I was bleeding internally.

Before he could say anything else to me, another voice cut him off.

"Jordan!"

The voice was far off and distant, but I knew that I wasn't just imagining it. Jesse was here. I didn't know where, but he was here.

Hunter kicked me in the stomach again. "You said you wouldn't call anyone."

"No, I said I wouldn't call the cops," I breathed smugly, staring up at him weakly now. "I'm a woman off my word, Hunter. You should know what that's like."

"Jordan!"

"Scream," Hunter demanded, grabbing and yanking onto my hair. "Come on, Jordy. Don't you want Jesse boy to come and save you? He'll only hear you if you scream!"

I was not going to scream and give him what he wanted. I knew that Jesse would find me eventually, and I could tough it out until then.

"Scream!" he shouted, his fingers still tangled in my hair as he slammed my temple against the wall, causing me to bite my tongue to stop me from screaming. Jesse would come eventually, I knew he would. I wasn't going to worry him more and satisfy Hunter by screaming. No matter how much I wanted to.

"Scream, bitch!"

I wasn't going to scream. I was going to tough it out until Jesse got there and saved me. He'd find me eventually, I knew he would.

Hunter continued to yank me around by my hair, smashing my head into things now and then to get me to scream. I was bloodied and bruised, but I still wasn't backing down. Jesse would come and save me. I knew he would. He was going to stop Hunter from hurting me.

"Scream! Call for him! Beg him to come and save you!" Hunter shouted, yanking me up by my hair. "I know that he doesn't want his precious Jordy to die!"

I didn't know what I was supposed to do anymore. My body hurt; I was covered in bruises. I literally thought I was going to die. But I didn't know what I was supposed to do. I couldn't scream, because then I would have been giving him what he wanted all along. And I wasn't about to do that.

"I'm going to kill you! You're going to die! And all because of Jesse Jacobsen! Scream!"

He yanked my hair back, and I felt the tears fall down my bruised cheeks. Where was Jesse?

"And then I'll kill Jesse right after you," Hunter said menacingly, bringing my head up next to his face. "I'm going to make him watch me kill his beautiful girlfriend that he loves so much right in front of him, and then I'm going to kill him."

No... Jesse couldn't die! I didn't even care about myself anymore, but not Jesse!

Hunter yanked on my hair, and I finally couldn't hold it in anymore. I let out a loud, long scream, hoping that Jesse had heard me, wherever he was in the warehouse. He needed to come save me.

Hunter kicked me in the side as I continued to lie on my stomach. "Louder, bitch."

"Jesse!" I screeched, letting more tears fall down my face. "Jesse, help me, please! Jesse!"

Hunter then grabbed onto the side of my shirt and turned me around so that I was now lying on my back, staring up at him. He dug into his pocket and produced a shining blade, causing me to let out another scream.

I was really going to die. Jesse wasn't going to get to me in time...

Starting at the bottom of my shirt, Hunter brought the knife up and sliced it open, cutting my chin in the process. I hissed in pain, but didn't let out another scream.

"Scream again," Hunter demanded menacingly once again as he moved for my shorts. "Jesse isn't here yet."

I screamed once again, doing as I was told.

Hunter then sliced my shorts open just like he had done to my shirt. Before I even realized what he was doing, he was slicing my tank top open as well, exposing my bare stomach and bra. I looked down to see all the bruises I had, and I almost let out a groan when I could barely see the pale peach color my skin was supposed to be.

"What are you doing?" I croaked, not understanding why he had sliced open my clothes.

"Making Jesse Jacobsen just a little bit angrier," he smirked, running his rough fingers over my stomach, causing chills of disgust to shoot up my spine. "Why not let him think what it looks like?"

Trying to process this in my head, my eyes widened when I realized what he meant. I was just glad that Hunter hadn't touched my underwear... If my clothes were sliced open, Hunter could have easily--

The door burst open then, pretty much flying off the hinges. There I was, practically wearing nothing now as I began to fade in and out of consciousness. Those blows to my head really took a lot out of me... But I was expecting as much.

"You fucking bastard! Get the fuck away from her!" Jesse shouted, and before I knew it I heard grunts and punches being thrown. To my surprise, I felt someone clutch onto my hand, which I laid out on my stomach as I waiting for the fighting sounds to stop.

Even though I found it hard to keep my eyes open, I did it anyway. Looking over, I saw Jesse hovering over me. I could only offer him a weak smile, but that quickly went away when I realized something. If he was here with me, then who was...

I weakly turned my head in the direction where I had heard the grunting to see the messy mop of blonde hair dodging attacks coming from the darker haired male. If they could have, my eyes would have widened at the fight that Alex was actually fighting for me.

"Did he touch you?" Jesse asked, running a hand down my bruised face. I was about to say no duh he touched me, and I was starting to think that he was either stupid or blind, but I then realized what way he had meant. Not in the physical assault way...

Before I could answer him though, I heard Alex call out tiredly, "Uh, Jess, I could use some help over here!"

"I'll be right back," Jesse assured me with a nod, soothing my hair back and out of my face. "You're going to be alright, okay? You're going to be fine."

I wished I could have believed him, but I truthfully didn't. I was afraid that, even though Jesse was with me, I was still going to die. I didn't want to die... I knew Jesse would do something stupid if I wasn't around anymore, and I didn't want that to happen. I wanted him to be safe. And yet he was risking his life right now to save me...

When his hand was finally pulled away from mine, I reached out for and tried to clutch onto it once again. I never wanted to let go of him, especially right then. I wanted to cling onto him forever, since I felt like I didn't have much time left now.

"I'm not going to stop until you're dead, Jacobsen!" Hunter shouted out, and I found myself glad when I heard how tired he sounded. I then started freaking out inside because he had just said what I had been keeping from Jesse for months. "Just like I told Jordan the first time, I'm not going to stop until you're in the ground! I won't stop following her, I won't stop hunting her down, I just won't stop! Not until you're in a casket!"

When I heard footsteps retreating in a quick paced run, I felt the breath I didn't know I had been holding slowly exit through my nose. Hunter was gone, and Jesse's hand was now back in mine a millisecond after Hunter had retreated.

"Man, is she going to be okay?" Alex asked worriedly, crouching down next to Jesse beside me. I was sure that he thought I was passed out, because he wouldn't say such negative stuff like this in front of me if he knew I could hear him. "She doesn't look good, Jess. I've seen people like this before after Hunter's through with them. None of them made it."

"Shut up," Jesse growled, and I thought I heard him choke on his words as he squeezed my hand even tighter. He soothed my hair back even more, leaning his face closer to mine. "You'll be alright, okay? We called the police and an ambulance is on it's way. You're going to be fine, Jordan. You're going to be fine..."

The way he was saying this terrified me. He sounded so broken, and also like he was trying to convince himself and not me that I was going to be okay.

As he lightly rested his forehead against my bruised one, I could feel him shaking. At first I thought it was because he was hurt, but I soon found out that that wasn't it. I felt a few water droplets fall onto my closed eyelids, and for a second I thought that it had somehow started raining inside the warehouse. But I knew the real reason.

"Jess, we have other problems," Alex informed him, hitting him on the shoulder to get his attention. I heard Jesse sniff as he looked over at our blonde friend, and I knew he had pointed behind us. "The girl that everyone thought had skipped class. She's... over there."

How did he even know it was her? I was barely able to recognize her, and I had known her since sixth grade. Yeah, her name was on her bracelet, but I didn't hear Alex go over to her at all...

The thought of her brought more tears to my eyes. It was all my fault she was like this... It was all my fault she was dead. I'd never be able to forgive myself for this.

As Jesse lightly stroked my bruised and scratched up cheek, he began to talk to Alex about Alexandria's body and what they were going to have to tell the police. We all knew that if we told the police about Hunter and he got caught, he'd just have someone from his gang come and take us down. So what were we supposed to do? We hadn't just run into Hunter again. Someone's life had been taken, and I was seriously wounded. We couldn't just go on with our lives and pretend nothing had happened.

I was now fully blacking out, and the last thing that I was able to hear were the sirens in the distance. And once everything was black, I was afraid that it was going to stay that way forever.

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This is the chapter that I've planned out before there was even really anything planned for this story. xD

I'm going back to school tomorrow. The inevitable high school. I'm not going to lie, even though this chapter's really long, I could barely write it because I'm so terrified about school. I had to force myself to write because I just couldn't focus.

And, if you've read a previous author's note (I believe chapter fifteen), you'll know Hunter's name was originally going to be Eric, so I just added that little thing in there for laughs. ;)

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