Hunter's p.o.v.
" You seem scared to see me, what's the matter?" Her voice came out mockingly as she took the same position Chance had before he left.
" Diane what do you want?" I gritted out and prayed she had plans of leaving soon.
Who's Diane?
Well, how exactly am I going to explain this?
Diane is Soldo's first and only child. And apparently my first girlfriend too.
Back then we always went on deliveries together, giving us enough room for anything other than delivery.
She was my first everything.. from kisses to first sex. And apparently it was vice versa.
How Diane and I lost contact with each other?
When I was in ninth grade , Diane had to go for a delivery alone cause I had a test to prepare for.
Sadly the operation got intercepted by the police a
Third person p.o.v.Louie sat in the corner of the room, softly crying as she had been since yesterday. Her eyes were already puffy and reddened and her frail figure if possible, looked a lot more tinier than she had been two nights ago. She had deliberately refused to eat anything and it was slowly riling Santiago up. If she died of hunger in his arms not only would Soldo have his head but he would never forgive himself." You know... if you had a little something to eat, you might just fall asleep " He tried another tactic in wooing her into feeding. Santiago had sat on the floor a few feet from where Louisa had crouched herself and he watched her. He had assumed that leveling his height with hers would make himself seem a lot less intimidating, probably assuming that it was his size that frightens her. But it didn't work. She hadn't put any
Iris's p.o.v. After my conversation with Hunter's mom, her mood was severely dulled and soon enough our little hangout became awkward and we were already packing up to get home. On our silent walk back, Hunters mom's phone began buzzing and the moment she pulled it out of her purse, a smile fell on her lips." Been a really long time hun" she spoke into the receiver as we kept on going. I for one held my unfinished coffee in my hand and was slowly sipping on it.Her conversation was simply going on with a lot of 'oh' 'yeah' 'uhun' I think I heard some other sentences in between but I wasn't really paying attention." She's here with me" she said and I had no doubt that she was referring to me, so her conversation suddenly piqued my interest." Here, it's Phoebe " sh
An explanation to Hunter's mom's behavior in the previous chapter:Mrs McConnell was a woman who spent virtually almost half of her life training her son(Hunter), only to wake up one morning to hear that he was a bully and a rapist.No normal parent would believe such information immediately. Iris's parents worked for her, she had a part ownership with the school Iris had attended, yet not once did the news of her son bullying Iris come to her hearing.She wasn't trying to call Iris a liar but she's trying to get reasons why she should lose confidence in her own son ( typical reason why she was so questionable about Iris's own parents. No parent would have done what they did if Iris was truly going through pain) This explanation may not be enough to some of you but I'm simply trying to clear out any air of Mrs McConnell looking like she's tryna blame someone el
Hunter's p.o.v.' you have reached The Reid's voicemail, please leave a message after the b-'I put off the call before I was given the chance to record the message. Don't get me wrong, sure the message I've got to deliver is important but the problem with voicemails is that it's a hundred percent traceable to its source.And with my latest discovery on how my tails being watched, I can't risk it.Heavens know that the moment I lay my hands on whosoever is the snitch in our home, I'm gonna personally behead them.I dial Mr Reid's number one more time and I listened to it ring.." come on... come onnnn....." the words came out like a mantra as I used my left hand to control the steering wheel while the other held the phone to my ear.' you have reached The Reid's voicemail, pl-'"Arrghhh!!" I
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Hunter's P. O. V. "Wait. What do you mean by Pedro is the man after my life and how in the world is he Meredith's father, it doesn't make any sense! " I exclaimed, trying to keep my cool was failing woefully because with my heart rate, I should be suffering from a cardiac arrest in T minus five. " Deep breaths Hunter, I'm gonna explain it all to you but you need to take a deep breath. We can't have you dying before You even get the chance to save Louisa" Mr Reid stated ever so calmly with his eyes focused on me. But I adhered to his instruction. A deep breath could be the only solution to my state of mind. After inhaling and obviously exhaling, Mr Reid took it as a sign to carry on. "Pedro Ha'adith Gonzalez. A man of Brazilian, Arabian and Spanish origin. I think his roots are enough to trace how deadly he can be. Most young people join the clan today without k
Hunter's P. O. V. You know that feeling you get when it seems like you've acquired too much information in such little time space? Yeah, that one with the extreme headache and epiphanic stomach upset? Exactly.. I'm experiencing its worse case scenario at the moment. " Before we go further into any information, I want to know. Is Meredith spying for him? "I asked with a grip of fear around my throat. " If Pedro could get his hands on his daughter, I think his first plan would be to place her under his protection based on the number of enemies he'd created" Mr Reid contradicted my opinion and no doubt's, I felt relieved. " So what about Meredith? " better to know it now than never. " Ah.. Sa'adia" Mr Reid sighed and a small smile graced his lips as he took his seat. " After nine years of being trained and taught as my daughter, Pedro