Alpha's Hunt

42. Say something

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42. Say something

He doesn't come back the whole night.

Which is good. I really didn't want him to hear me cry myself to sleep.

I wake up with puffy, red eyes, a numb mind and a heavy conscious. My thoughts have tired themselves by running in circles, my heart is a traitorous bastard. The only solace I can offer myself is this;

It's going to be fine. Soon this Hunt will be over and you'll never see Luke again. Both of you will get busy in your new lives, forget this ever happened.

I splash water on my face, hissing when it stings my eyes but the puffiness decreases a bit due to the cool water. I change clothes and put my hair in a messy braid.

I'm sitting on the bed, mind blank like an untouched paper when the door opens. Luke's eyes meet mine momentarily, I feel my heart jump to my throat.

He looks away and silently packs up our bag "We're leaving."

With that, he goes out of the room. I ignore the twist in my chest and follow him out. Ethan and Tyler are sitting in the lounge, they look up at us. Ethan quickly averts his gaze, his perfect nose swollen, though the bruises on his neck now gone.

Tyler only exchanges a nod with Luke before we go out of the house.

We walk on for hours, not once saying anything. The silence is so loud, I want to clamp my hands on my ears to shut it out. Several times, I had opened my mouth to say something but then mashed my lips together, not speaking.

The day bleeds into night without a single word spoken between the two of us.

Is that how it will be from now? Did whatever we had was shattered by the reality I'm desperately holding onto?

"We'll camp the night here," Luke says, stopping at a small clearing

I nod, unable to form words. The irony is cruel, really. He always wanted me to be quieter, I always wanted him to treat me as a fighter, a warrior.

Both of us have exactly what we wanted, but its not what we want anymore.

Silently, mindlessly, I start the fire and sit by it, watching the flickering flames.

Is this what it's like to be in relationships? Even if for a few minutes? Goddess, this sucks.

Luke hands me a blanket, I silently accept it. He walks away, standing by a tree, arm crossed across his chest.

I stare at him for a few moments. Say something. Say what? Tell him he should've never thought 'we' could work. Tell him I'm an idiot for being blinded by my own feelings to notice that him and me were becoming we

Tell him I wish it wasn't this way but reality is chocking my hope and telling me this is how it is. Tell him I want to put my arms around him and hide my face in his chest, away from reality.

Will that change anything?

So I just stay quiet. I put the bag under my head, using it as a pillow and wrap the blanket around me. I close my eyes and tell myself again;