Bossy Man, I'm Not Afraid Of You!!!

Walking home in soaked clothes and humiliated was not even the worst of it, it was the fact that I had to go back to the apartment, I had shared with Hunter. I thought we were going in the right direction. He promised me that we would always be together. I knew it was naive of me to believe it but still, I trusted him. Plus my flesh and blood sister, huh. Maybe I was just too nice. Claire was a straight-A student and great at sports. So anything I did was compared with her, with me always coming in second place. She was usually in the social spotlight and boys always fawned over her. I remember girls would become my friends just to talk to her or the boys who pester me to put in a good word for them. And of course, I would do all their favors because it felt good being noticed. That's why when I met Hunter, who claimed to like me more than her, I jumped into his clutches. He gave me the feeling of being wanted. In his eyes, I was first place. Or so I thought...

I unlocked the door, immediately going to shower and change my clothes. What was I going to? I can't stay here I have to leave. Grabbing my suitcase from outside the closet, I began packing some clothes. I didn't want to go home to face my family in shame, but more importantly, I didn't want to see Claire. At the moment she poured the coffee on me, I felt as if I was awakened from a long sleep. I could now see that she wasn't the self-righteous, virtuous girl, I so desperately wanted to be like. She was more like an evil siren luring me into a trap. Did she always hate me? What did I ever do to her?

CLICK. CLICK.

I turned my head to the sound of the front door opening. I had to be Hunter. Goodness, how was I going to face him? I hope Claire isn't with him. Wait a minute, why do I feel this way? I wasn't the one who did anything wrong. Just lift your head high, straighten your back, ignore him and walk out the door. Preparing myself, I took my suitcase and purse and walked out of the bedroom. But, as I reached the door, Hunter popped up in front of it.

"BOO!!! I knew you were here sweetie. Were you hiding from me?" Hunter said.

I looked at his face, which was very flushed, he was probably drunk. What a hypocrite telling me not to drink, I thought.

"No I wasn't hiding, I was packing, and now I'm leaving. So please move out of my way," I replied.

"Leaving, you aren't going anywhere," he chuckled.

He began moving toward me. I wanted to stand my ground but before I knew it, I was moving away. Practically running backward. His eyes filled with hunger, looking for his prey. That was me. I was seeing a face I had never seen him make before.