Silent love by missii

Chapter15

The entire Saturday was spent with me thinking about and missing Hunter. Everytime I tried to distract myself

it would work for about a minute before he returned and once again occupied my mind.

I didn't like it. I didn't like it one bit.

I yearned for his touch and wanted to look into those gorgeous pale blue eyes of his all day. And it didn't help

that my parents and brother were out till night. Atleast with them I didn't have to force myself to be

distracted. Yes. That's how desperate I had become to not think of him.

Let's face it. I liked him. And I think it was safe to say that I liked him alot. There was no point in denying it

or dodging it.

There was just something about him that I was so interested in. Maybe it was the fact that he didn't speak

much or the fact that he was a loyal friend and an overall caring person who would do anything for the

people he loved...or liked.

Or maybe it was because he was both of those.

I rolled over onto my back with a sigh and stared up at the ceiling.

Was he thinking about me? I wondered with a frown.

I doubt it. He would of called if he- I instantly shot upright with wide eyes in realisation. We hadn't even

exchanged numbers!!

Letting out a loud groan, I flopped back onto my back and buried my head into my pillow.

We definitely do not have a proper relationship!

I turned my head to the side and scrunched up my nose. Well if you can even call it a relationship.

Who the hell goes around touching and being intimate with another without even exchanging numbers?!

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"LUNA!" I heard my mothers yell reach my ears from downstairs.

"WHAT MUM?!" I yelled back through narrowed eyes and with frustration leeking in.

"DINNER! COME EAT!"

I let out another groan and lazily slipped out of bed and trudged down the steps.

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NEXT DAY Hearing the door bell ring, I quickly flicked my loose hair back in a habit, checked myself out in the mirror

briefly then ran out the room and down the stairs to open up the door.

Pulling the door open, the smile on my face instantly disappeared when I saw the bruise on the corner of

Hunter's lip and the cut on his left eyebrow. Just when his past bruises and cuts are ninety-five percent

healed, new ones appear.

I tilted my head to the right lightly and looked into his eyes with worry. His jaw clenched and he looked

down at the ground. That action alone told me that he had infact gone street fighting. Disapointment washed

through me. He had obviously gone yesterday while I was pathetically at home in my bed thinking about him.

But why had he gone? Did he like getting beat up or was there another reason?

I let out a quiet sigh before smiling warmly down at Hayley who was holding onto Hunter's hand as she shyly

peered up at me. Ignoring Hunter's eyes on me, I leant forward and gently touched her hand which was