Page 94 of Hunter
“CRAZY? WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU CALLING CRAZY, YOU FUCKING PSYCHOTIC PRICK!” Payton’s gun waves in the air as she uses her hands to talk, and my stomach plummets to my ass. There are too many fucking guns here and not enough common sense.
“WHAT’S CRAZY IS THAT THIS BITCH,” she shouts, pointing her gun at my girl, “THOUGHT THAT SHE COULD HIDE FROM ME.”
“Alv, what’s going on?” Amy sobs from the doorway in a terrified voice. The way she says his name gives it all away, and who she is to him snaps into place in my head; she’s Alvi’s secret wife.
Chase and Max have to go, and they have to go fucking now. Like Chase needs to use his fucking super speed, and Max needs to keep the fuck up, because Alvi will choose to protect her over anyone else out here. I know, because it’s what I would do. Hell, it’s what I’d want my brother, and of course fucking Max, to do if shit was gonna pop off. And right about now, it fucking feels like it’s about to blow.
“AHHHH! FUCKING QUIET!” Dylan screams, and it grates on my last fucking nerve. I hear my brother mutter something under his breath, and it makes Max grunt in agreement. I don’t think they’re fucking leaving, and I’m gonna fucking kill them for it.
“Yell at her again and I’ll shoot out your fucking teeth,” Alvi says with a bulletproof voice before calming his tone, “Baby, I’m gonna need you to go back inside, now.”
“NOBODY MOVES UNTIL I SAY SO!” Payton screams with a trembling hand as she and Dylan yell over each other.
“NO! THEY STAY!” Dylan shouts with a strained voice and looks fucking disturbed when he rubs the barrel of the gun up against his temple. Not gonna lie, I fucking wish it would shoot off a round in his face so we can all go home.
He’s pacing now, and it’s making me more fucking jittery. I’m ready to crash the fuck out. I look over at Alvi, and I know he’s about to, too. He’s keeping his shit trained on this motherfucker with a fucking serious look on his face when he yells, “NOW, AMY!”
“GET INSIDE, ED!!” I shout because both these fucking women aren’t moving a fucking muscle, and now Dylan’s waving that gun around as he talks to himself.What the fuck did this guy take?
“OH MY FUCKING GOD, HER NAME IS NOT ED! OR EDISON! OR WHATEVER ELSE SHE SAID IT IS! HER NAME IS VALENTINE GARCIA!” Payton wails, and I swear she snapsa fucking vocal chord. “AND SHE’S TAKEN EVERYTHING FROM ME!” she cries out, “TIME I’LL NEVER GET BACK WITH GABE! MY FATHER –,” she rattles off while pointing the gun at Ed.
“Payton! No, baby, give me the gun!” Gabe shouts as he tries to step in front of her, but Ed has all her attention, and Payton’s eyes are locked on her target.
“YOUR FUCKING FATHER RAPED ME EVERY DAY AT THAT FUCKING SCHOOL AND I’M GLAD THAT HE’S FUCKING DEAD!” Ed screams while losing her fucking shit under the literal spotlight. “SAME GOES FOR THAT OTHER MOTHERFUCKER, I HOPE YOUR BOY FUCKING BURNS FOR TRYING TO RAPE ME!” She says while spitting as close to Dylan as she can get. She lifts her chin to him with absolutely no fucking fear in her eyes as she looks at me from over the two guns that are trained on her.Fucking hell, Ed.
I’ve never been more shook in my entire fucking life, and my fear flips to anger real fucking quick. I roll my fucking shoulders back, remembering that I have a fucking spine, and stand up straight.
“This shit ends now,” I grit out. My girl’s fucking brave badass. She deserves for me to not only man the fuck up, but show the fuck up. So that’s what I fucking do when I charge forward with Alvi. Chase and Max are close behind me just as a gun fires.
SESENTA Y TRÈS
I’m floatingabove the shelter, and I can see everything from up here, including the two fucking guns that are pointed at me. There was a fucking time when I would’ve begged either one ofthem to shoot me dead. But not anymore, not with him standing there. He’s why I want to fucking live.Mi vida.
I couldn’t keep all that shit inside any longer. I couldn’t have her shoot me without her knowing what her father did. I had to let it out, I felt it eating me alive like a fucking ulcer; I couldn’t keep it inside of myself for one more fucking second. If I’m gonna live a better life, then I gotta let my old one go.
It felt like I was cutting a cord, and I thought ofmi diosas, calling to them to set fire to the ties that chained me. In my mind’s eye, I could see the sparks dancing over the frayed rope that was tied around her father’s neck as he dangled from the rafters of the auditorium for all of Kings to see.
And there I was, breathing out flames from my chest when I screamed out my truth and let go of all my burdens once and for all. He was finally going to burn to death.
I’m not scared, but Amy is. She’s fucking shaking, and I hate that she’s caught up in all of this because of me. It doesn’t matter how terrified she is; she won’t go inside and risk her residents getting hurt. This woman would straight up give this motherfucker, who’sliteralmenteholding us at gunpoint, a bed for the night if he needed it. That’s who she is. She’s meant to do good work, and I’d never fucking get over it if anything happened to her. She’s on the same level as Ms. Santos.Estas mujeres son santas. These women are saints.
My man looks scared, like he’s fucking terrified, and I fucking wish he hadn’t even shown up. He didn’t come alone, and if anything happens to any of them, it’s on me. I’d never be able to look at Hunter, Evie, or Sloane again. I’d honestly fucking leave here if something happened to any of them and I somehow survived.
Gabe looks spooked, too. But not from the fucking guns that are drawn; that’s a way of life out in the X. Nah,mi primois scared for Payton.And of her.He knows that she’s fucking mentally ill, and right now, impulsive as fuck.
As much as I talk shit about Payton, the reality is that bitch needs professional help. And her being in a fucking duel with a coked-out, high as fuck, moron isn’t gonna end well. Gabe fucking knows it.
My cousin is a lot of things, but what I see right now is a man who loves a woman so fucking much that he’s willing to get into the crossfire of a fucking gun fight. That’s how fucking terrified he is right now. He knows that this bitch’s greatest threat to her safety is herself.
It makes me feel bad for both of them, and honestly, they deserve so much better than all this shit. They should have a real fucking life. Like, Gabe should be in fucking college, and Payton should be in a mental institution getting the help that she needs.Temporalmente, por supuesto. Temporarily, of course.
Dylan, on the other hand, deserves to fucking rot. No one on this fucking fucked up planet of assholes would miss him.Literalmenteno one. Not evenmi primo,he only fucking cares about Payton. He’d shoot his ass in a heartbeat if it came down to it. I know he would.
That’s why when I heard the gun pop off, I started askingmis diosasfor help again. I wished to Hecate that the bullet ripped through his throat because I’m so fucking tired of hearing him talk. He’s mourning some motherfucker who tried to fucking rape me.Ve y chingate a ti mismo. Go fuck yourself.
And then I looked to Lilith to make sure that Amy is safe as I try to shield her from what’s going on. If Alvi is who he says he is, he’s got eyes, ears, and fucking muscle out here ready to go. That gunshot triggered my muscle memory and sent me straight to the fucking ground, and I took Amy with me.Tattoo guy would kill me if anything happened to her.
It also stopped my heart, and I asked Aphrodite to protect my man. He was the last thing that I saw before I pushed Amy down, and I’ll fucking kill them all if he’s hurt.Maybe Nike can help keep watch over his brother and his sister’s boyfriend, too.
