บททั้งหมดของ Hunted By The Player: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

“What?” I ask. “Twelve hours of flight without connection is also tiresome, you know?” I give him a tired, sarcastic smile.He just lies down on the small space left, and we are silent for a long time. We were absolutely exhausted and travellingThis time we travelled in a conventional plane, though first class, of course. When Hunter came up with the idea of ​​the jet, I immediately refused because I didn't want to draw attention anymore, as the photo I posted yesterday generated more news than NASA's global announcement. That post created new gossip, titled "The girlfriend who parades around with the player's car". We were together, dammit! I have decided to leave such nonsense gossip aside. I want a little peace away from paparazzi, lying journalists, bets I lose, abusive people and the entire combo that has come together since Hunter and I started dating.I am so tired that I fall asleep. Even when I hear Hunter calling me to dinner, I am so comfortable that I say no.When I do ge

It is three o'clock in the afternoon, or nearly so, and we’ve been walking the mall for two hours and have yet to enter to any stores. We can't even walk right by so many people bombarding us with pictures and autographs. It's funny because people know who I am, well, at least my name, and they are embarrassed when they come to talk to us. Usually, I end up being the photographer, taking the pictures for Hunter and his fans.After almost another half hour of surrendering to the fans’ needs, we enter a store. I am so desperate to start shopping to get out of the autograph craze that I don’t even notice the store we walk into. When I realise which one, I find out that Hunter likes this store. Unfortunately, I am starving, so my mood is on edge.“What about this?” Hunter comically shows off a pink leather jacket, making fun of it.It's impossible not to laugh; even the employees are laughing. I look at him, denying the choice.“Right, not this one.” He puts the scandalous coat back on th

Nerves hit me because of Jennifer panicking. People inside crowd around her. Hunter’s cellphone continues to vibrate frantically in my hand. I look at the screen and see a Dr. Pedro is calling.“Hello,” I answer, not sure what to expect. I stand up, alone in the hospital’s corridor.“Is this Hunter's cellphone? Could I talk to him?” Based on the man’s voice, he seems to be older.“Yeah… uh… He won't be able to answer now. Want to leave a message?” I ask.“Who am I talking with?”“It's Selena, his girlfriend.” Girlfriend? For how long? Will I still be his girlfriend once this is all over?“Well, in that case, it occurs to me to tell you I'm his physical therapist. Are all the papers crazy for saying you're pregnant or that he got hurt?”“You’re his what?”“Physical therapist.”He sounds a little harsh. He seems impatient.“A family friend is hospitalized in a coma state and he is accompanying the family,” I reveal.“Well, if it’s nothing to do with you, just tell him that Pedro called.

The elevator soon opens, and I jump inside. Only, I bump into someone and I smell his unmistakable scent. I cling to him and hold him tight.“Selena? Selena, what happened? Are you okay baby” he asks concerned.He tries to unglue us, in vain... He gives up and finally hugs me. The elevator doors close us in.And what am I going to tell him now? That his ex-girlfriend didn't do what he thinks she did but did it for his good, and she still loves him, and she wants him back? Damn, I can't think straight. And if I start talking, I will sob even more, and when I do, I can’t speak properly, and I don't like crying in front of someone because that's a sign of weakness.What do I say? What do I say?He walks me to the car and helps me inside. I take a deep breath, preparing for the barrage of questions that will follow. I take a deep breath once more and watch him settle into the driver's seat and stare at me.“Now tell me what happened.” His face is calm and patient. I stare and finally spea

Hunter’s POVI smack the glass hard, and the bouncer holds me back. How can she walk away like this? Without even letting me explain.“Sir, we have to go,” warns the security guard. “First of all, keep calm.”I exit the airport and get in the back of Sophia's stupid car. I have to sort this out ASAP. Damn, why is this happening? If only... I fucking need to drop that fucking word "if only...". And why does she make me so mad and so confused, when she is just as confused herself?Since I met Selena, I’ve no longer been myself. I’m a better person. But I haven't had time to think about how this new self should express itself. So, I'm here, not knowing what to do. My God, I used to always know what to do and why. Now I don't? I look like her talking. I smile to myself.“To the hospital,” I tell my security guard who’s gotten behind the wheel. “ASAP.”Almost half an hour later, I arrive back in that horrible place.“I need to talk to you.”Jennifer looks up at me in shock. “Now?”I take h