《Beautiful Nightmare (The Beautiful #1) ✓》23 | now
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"Really? You know how to get us out of here?" I asked as hope filled my chest.
"It's a possibility. Come on, follow me." Hunter said and began walking away.
I quickly followed his footsteps which walked down the stairs, passed the many bookshelves, and led us to what I know as Emily's office.
How the hell did I forget that this part of the library existed? Oh wait, I do know why. It was because I forced myself to forget about the day Hunter lied to my face with three words I came to loathe. And he just so happened to lie to me in here. He had the fucking audacity to lie straight to my face in this very place.
But I'm not going to make a fuss out of it. Because if Hunter actually manages to find a way out of here, I can happily wave goodbye to him and never see his face again. So, I have to tolerate him for just a little more.
"So, what's the plan?" I asked the moment we entered the office.
"Emily might have a landline telephone in here. I feel like I have seen it before. So, we can use that and call the police, I guess."
"Oh, where did you see it?"
He sighed. "I don't really remember. We can just search for it. Also, there might just be more food in here if we were lucky enough."
"If we were lucky, we wouldn't have got locked in the library at all." I deadpanned.
"Touché."
"Hold on. Why didn't you think of coming in here way earlier?" I crossed my arms.
"I forgot." He said as he awkwardly scratched his temple.
I squinted my eyes at him. "Right."
"Hey, I'm only human and humans tend to forget things. So, now I'll go and start my search in this room. You go wherever you want." He said and went inside a room that was labeled 'Admin Records'.
I snorted and shook my head at Hunter simply because I don't believe him. He must've remembered this place seeing as how he has come in here like a hundred times. He has lied to my face before. Who's to say he isn't lying now?
Sighing, I walked towards an unlabelled door and decided that I would start my search there. There was a high chance I wasn't going to find any phone in there so I'm hoping there's at least food somewhere around here.
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I opened the door to the room without a label and I wish I hadn't. Because it was the very room where Hunter and I said the three words to each other for the very first time. It was the very room where I shared such a pleasant and fond memory with him that I wish it didn't exist.
Stepping inside the room, I realized that nothing much has changed. The walls were still in the color of pastel coral and three out of four of them still had bookshelves attached to them. The only difference is that there was a rectangular table in the middle of the room with two chairs on both of the longer sides.
Back then, this place was bright and lively. But now, it's just dull and dreary. It could be because of the lack of light or it could be because of the nice memory being tainted.
"Hey, look at what I found!" said a rather cheerful Hunter.
Turning around, I found him holding a pack of Skittles with a happy smile. I raised an eyebrow at him. "You're happy because of Skittles...?"
"Duh. I get to eat this whole thing. By myself." He smirked.
My eyes widened. "You wouldn't dare."
"Try me." He smirked.
That was enough for me to start chasing him around the room because, you know, it's Skittles.
Hunter ran to the opposite side of the table and soon, we were just running around the table like a couple of maniacs. I even tried changing directions unexpectedly but he was fast enough to dodge me. So, basically, this was going nowhere.
"Okay, okay. I call a truce." I said as I stopped chasing after him.
"Have you finally come to terms with your fate?" He smirked as if he didn't just run around the entire room.
His somewhat arrogant question irritates me and makes me want to wipe the smirk off his face. Feeling the adrenaline rush erupting in my skin, I decided to use it and catch him off guard with an unexpected move.
"What is that look on your face that says I should be-"
Hunter couldn't finish his sentence because I pounced on him using all the strength that was left in me in hopes of snatching the packet of Skittles from him. And when I say all my strength, I mean all my strength because the both of us fell to the floor due to the impact of the out of the blue pouncing.
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As Hunter landed on the ground ungracefully with me on top of him, my forehead hit his chest not-so-gently causing him to let out an 'oomph' sound.
"Oh my God, Hera, have you gone mental?" Hunter asked as he holds his head in what I think is pain.
"Oh shit, I'm so sorry. I didn't think we would actually fall." Using one hand, I started to examine Hunter's head for any potential injury or maybe even blood which I really hope is not the case. "Are you okay? Did you hit your head? Do you feel any pain?"
As I continued to check for injuries, Hunter still hadn't answered any of my questions causing me to stop and shift my gaze to his face. At that moment, I wish I hadn't because that was when I realized I fucked up big time.
Hunter's mesmerizing grey eyes were staring right into mine heatedly as his pupils started to dilate. I felt his heart beating expeditiously underneath my fingertips, through his clothed chest. We were way too close to each other and that meant, I should probably move away like right now. But for some reason, my body wouldn't cooperate with my head.
Hunter's eyes kept flickering to my lips and that itself made my heartbeat go wild. Even though this whole situation was completely wrong, it somehow felt....right. I'm not in the right state of mind and I know it. But my heart doesn't know what's wrong or right. It only knows Hunter Knight.
"Ah, fuck it." Hunter grasped the back of my neck and mashed his lips against mine.
That was all he had to do to make me forget everything and focus on his soft lips which are kissing me aggressively, his luscious hair which I'm gripping tightly, his toned chest which was pressed against mine, and just all of him.
A few seconds later, Hunter turned us around in a swift movement so that he was above me straddling my waist, and angled his head to capture my lips better. His hands traveled to my waist and a few of his fingers snaked under the hem of my shirt, causing me to gasp at the sudden direct electrifying contact which only led Hunter to kiss me deeper. I wrapped one arm around his neck while I let my other explore his chiseled and familiar back.
There was nothing sweet and soft about this kiss. It was purely rough and hard. And that was perfectly okay with us because it feels just as amazing. It was as if we were making up for the three months that we didn't get to be physically intimate. It was as if we were hungry for each other and just want to get the most out of this mind-blowing kiss.
Soon enough, the need for air kicked in and so did the sane part of me. As I was slowly coming out of my dazed state, Hunter eyed me nervously as if to prepare himself for my displeased reaction. As the realization of what I just did hit me like a train wreck, I placed my hands on Hunter's chest to push him to the side and got to my feet in an instant. He didn't waste a second in getting up as well and fixated his gaze on me as if he was determined to stop me from running away.
After making sure to put a good amount of distance, I grabbed my hair and felt my anxiety kicking in. "This was a mistake," I muttered.
"No, it wasn't. You still have feelings for me. You can't deny that." He said in a stern tone.
"I can't do this. I just can't." I said as I felt my eyes watering.
Hunter stepped closer to me but I backed away from him. "Please, Hera. Just listen to me."
I shook my head vigorously. "I can't. I can't do this to myself. I can't go through all that pain all over again."
"Hera-"
"No. This was a mistake. A big mistake. I hate you. I hate you so much, Hunter." I said as I wept.
"No, you don't hate me. You never hated me, Hera. You know that." Hunter said, his voice almost cracking.
"Fine. You're right. You are absolutely right, Hunter Knight. But you know what? I hate myself for that. I don't even know why I can't fucking hate you when you did all of that to me. I don't know why I can't hate you when you don't even love me." I said as my voice cracked. "Just leave me alone, Hunter."
With that, I stormed out of Emily's office with a broken heart yet again.
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