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To the story........

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Chapter 14

Hunter

Sweat breaks out on my skin and I glance down to where Daisy was gripping me. She's asleep and yet she's driving me crazy. I had carried her from the floor to the bed because she was cold but that plan seems to have backfired now.

"Daisy stop doing th.........arghhhhh" I shout when she squeezes me.

Her eyes snap open and she looks down then immediately turns her head to face me, horror and mortification evident on her face.

I grow hard and her eyes widen more and she snatches her hands away. Well, what did she expect? A girl was touching me; a beautiful one at that and she expects my body to remain as still as a tree stump?

"I-I'm sorr... I-I didn't m-mean....This is n-not....I m-mean..........Ughh, It wasn't me!" She stutters and then finally exclaims out.

I open my mouth to talk but she interrupts me.

"I mean it w-was me but not me me, I-It's more like unconscious me. I was dreaming" She hastily adds.

I try to tell her that she should stop her rant but....

"Not that I was d-dreaming about you, why would I dream about you?" She then lets out a very high pitched giggle.

Now I'm amused, I place my hand on my chin and find it difficult to fight the smile making its way onto my face.

"I was dreaming about uhmm...... a bug! Yes that's it, a very big bug. It was crawling all over my leg and uhmm...... It moved down and I tried to catch it and then....." She covers her face with her hands and mutters something like 'embarrass yourself more, why don't you?'

"A very big bug, huh?" I ask aware of the smirk on my face.

She removes her hand from her face and gives me a disbelieving look "That's all you heard? I wasn't saying your....thing dong is big or anything, I was just........ you know what, good night" She says lying back down on her side of the bed and drawing the blanket over her head.

I chuckle and then lie down but can't stop smiling.

"Good night" I respond.

I don't know what came over me but I wrap my arms around her waist and draw her to me. I wait for her to move away but she doesn't, maybe she's already asleep. I don't know why I like it so much when she's near me but I do.

What am I doing?

Daisy and I aren't enemies, we aren't friends and we are most definitely aren't lovers.

At this point, I don't even care what we are; I'll just take advantage of the moment. I place my head in the crook of her neck and breathe her citrusy scent in. I then slowly drift off to sleep with Daisy in my arms and me feeling completely at home.

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In the morning

I wake up to find Daisy gone and the tent empty. She must have gotten up really early to have woken up before me because waking up at the crack of dawn and tidying up is a habit my parents have installed in me.

I get up, clean up the tent a bit, pet King for a while before he goes back to sleep, get ready for the day and then decide to go and continue with the project. For some reason, I want to get the project done with so I can have free time to spend with Daisy.

I stop by my friends' tents on my way to the river to greet them and chat about trivial stuff. I then proceed to the river and start to do as much as I can. After a while, I leave to get breakfast.

Everyone was already gathered at the table eating and chirping. The new dude is also there. I fucking hate him. I hate how he was touching Daisy yesterday, I hate how he had easily slid into Daisy's good grace, I simply hate everything about him.

As I approach the table, I notice that Daisy isn't there. Instead of sitting down and eating, I go off to try and find her and I finally find her by the tree with her legs folded up against her chest and her head resting on it.

Taking a closer look at her, I notice that there are tears streaming down her face. An uncomfortable feeling settles in my chest and I feel like hurting the bastard who made her cry.

I move to sit beside her and when she notices me, she tries to hastily wipe her tears away.

"What's wrong?" I ask in the gentlest voice I can muster even though I feel like killing someone.

"It's nothing" She answers not looking at me.

Why won't she talk to me? Okay, don't answer that question.

"I know that we aren't best of friends or anything of that sort but it's always easier to talk to a stranger and I'm here if you want to talk about what's bothering you" I try to make her feel comfortable with me.

She glances at me then looks away when more tears begin to fall from her eyes. The urge to wipe her tears away comes over me and so I do just that. I lift my hand to her face and wipe the tears from under her eyes. She jerks clearly surprised but doesn't say anything. I think I surprised myself too.

"Today is her death anniversary" She says quietly while looking at nothing.

"Whose death anniversary?" I ask calmly.

"My mother's" She clarifies.

She doesn't have a mother anymore? Something starts to ache in my chest for her and I clench my fist hard.

"I'm so sorry about that" I sympathize and pull her into my chest then enclose my arms around her.

She doesn't reject my hug probably because she was grieving; instead she rests her head on my chest and continues to cry silently.

"What happened to her?" I ask unsure if she would consider that question as too much.

"She was murdered" She answers and I wait for her to continue but she doesn't; making me understand that she doesn't wanna talk about it.

I don't even want to know anymore, I just want to make her tears stop.

I rub my hand on her back comfortingly and after a while, she finally stops crying but I don't let her go. She doesn't move away either and I hold her tighter for what seems like hours.

"Why are your friends not here with you?" I question her.

"They don't know, I never told them about it" She replies and then finally pulls away.

"Thanks Hunter" She says smiling and I smile back.

She then stands up but bends back down and give me a peck on my cheek.

"You're actually not that bad. So friends?" She asks.

"Friends" I answer making her smile at me widen.

She goes off in the direction of the tent leaving me sitting under the tree and watching her as she walks away.

While she was in my arms, I've come to realize one thing...

I care about her.

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I'm in love with Hunter, I think I might keep him for my self

*people throw stones, eggs and rotten tomato at me*

On the second thought, maybe I won't :)

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