It's not like I hated my high school. I had a lot of happy memories attached to it. I was the school president, after all. I was hated by a few for my uptight personality but the rest were chill with me. Expect a certain troublemaker and his gang. He hated me as much as I hated him. Hunter Steele, the man I couldn't forget even after ten years. It's not because he was someone special to me. It's because he was someone I despised more than anyone and it was rare for me to hate anyone.
Though I was well respected at school, it didn't mean I was keen on coming back to the reunion. I hardly had any contact with anyone from school so it didn't make sense for me to come here. If only it weren't for Hunter Steele. “I don't feel good about it, Kai.” Alex droned near my ear, making me huff out of frustration. “Alex, will you stop worrying over nothing?” My annoyance was evident on my face. One look at my face and he understood he was overreacting. He took a drink from a passing waiter, turning away from me. “I just don't want you to get hurt again.” He confessed, making me lose my grip on annoyance and soften my features. “When will you stop acting like my overprotective big brother?” That made him crack a smile and soon after I joined him. “ I'm 4 months older than you and I'm your cousin. So, technically, that gives me the right to act like your overprotective brother.” I rolled my eyes at his reasoning. “Distant cousins. You and I hardly share the same blood.” He scoffed, waving a hand at someone who didn't look familiar to me. “Who is it?” I asked. “I would have hollered if I knew his name. He just looked familiar.” He said, making me shake my head. He and I were no different. We both had bitter memories from the school though I didn't have any idea what went wrong with him nor did he know what happened to me. To each their own, I guess. “And don't you dare disrespect our blood like this. I can hear our ancestors crying from their graves.” I smacked his head, making him drop his drink. I missed this. I missed him. I didn't know we would fall back to our old habit this easily. But maybe there were a lot of things that I didn't know. “You fucking idiot-” He stopped mid-sentence, grabbing my collar to size me up jokingly. “What?” I laughed as I watched him freeze in his spot. Did he see a ghost? Getting my collar freed from his grasp, I looked behind me to see Hunter entering the room. Now, I knew why Alex froze. Hunter Steele entered the room with oozing confidence. He stood tall, taller than I last saw him. His boyish features were replaced with adult handsomeness. He grew a stubble which entirely changed the way he looked. He looked more domineering, more confident and above all more unapproachable now. He wore a gray suit with a black turtleneck sweater underneath, giving some extra weight to his successful businessman reputation. Though he looked more handsome than I would I like to admit, it wasn't going to change the way I felt about him. It's been over ten years. We weren't teenagers anymore. I thought over the years my hatred for him would decrease but the opposite happened. I clenched my jaw, folded my fists into balls watching him high fiving one of his douche friends, laughing without any care of the world, unaware of my hateful gaze at him. “I don't want him anywhere near you.” Alex grumbled behind me. There was clearly someone else who disliked Hunter more than I did. “Alex, hold your horses. I'm an adult now. I can handle myself.” I reminded him in a firm tone and eyes that held seriousness and confidence. “Now go and clean your shirt.” He looked reluctant, glaring at Hunter's way who still didn't have any idea about us. “Go. I will tell you if I need anything. For now, I need to settle something with him.” I saw his lips twitch. He wanted to give his input but he held himself back. Good. “I need to do it alone.” My voice didn't show any weakness which made him groan. “Remember, I will be watching that bastard.” I nodded my head at him before he went towards the washroom. Now that I was alone, I could let out a shaky breath. My heart was beating fast and I was sweating suddenly even though it was somewhat cold inside the room. I had to remind myself that Hunter didn't hold any authority over me and I could face him. With that determination set in my head, I took long strides towards him, eyes twinkling with amusement. I've learned to school my features a million times just so I could use it today and I knew I wouldn't fail myself. I walked confidently like a predator looking for prey. “Parkar! Hey, President!”A loud voice held me back from approaching Hunter. I turned to my left to meet with a familiar face, but I couldn't put a name to the face. “Hey! I didn't know I would find you here.” He grinned at me so brightly that his face shone brighter than the disco light balls which were hanging from the ceiling. “Oh, hey there.” I gave him a little smile of my own, “I was swinging by the town so decided to drop by here as well.” By my awkward smile he could tell I didn't recognise him. “Dude, don't tell me you don't remember me! I'm Russell. Andrew Russell, the guy who stole your assignment and got an A+ with it while you got a B+ with mine because I swiped ours and changed the names.” He kept grinning as if he didn't just admit to his crime. Now that I thought about it, I knew this kid. He was the class clown. I had to beg my teacher to give me another chance for the assignment just because he stole it. And guess what? Until now I didn't know it was him. “For someone who almost ruined my perfect GPA, you sound too cheerful, Russell.” He replied to my taunt with another grin. There's something seriously wrong with him. He looked too happy. I've never met such a happy adult. “Hey, I knew Mr.Adams would give you another chance. You were the model student after all.” He slapped my shoulders, making me glare at him. “Chill out, dude. We are adults now. So, let go of old grudges.” He spoke as if he knew I were here just to act on my grudge against Hunter. When he handed me a drink, I took it. I needed it before I went to Hunter. “Well, the grudge is new actually. I didn't know you stole it.” That made him smile sheepishly, shrugging his shoulders. “Oops.” He muttered. “Did you meet Hunter? You would be surprised.” He asked as soon as I took a sip. I wanted to spit it out but I held myself back. I shook my head. “I know you two were arch enemies back in the days. But he is a changed man now.” This new information spiked my interest. “What do you mean?” I asked, looking back at Hunter who was still busy with his friends, the only difference was that he had two girls in his arms now. A scowl found its way to my face. It was stupid for me to get mad at him for shamelessly flirting so openly. I had to remind myself that he was shameless from the beginning. He pointed his hand towards Hunter and spoke with a smile on his face, “He is nothing like before. He doesn't fight. I even heard he even donated half a million dollars to a charity. Never knew that dude could turn into a saint. He was an absolute beast-” Just to prove him wrong, Hunter swung at a guy on cue, making him fall to the ground. “You were saying?” He shut his mouth. “Or not. Alright, let's stop talking about him and let's talk about you. What-” He was interrupted again by Hunter. Our eyes followed Hunter as he climbed up to the stage, shoving away the dj. Once a bully, always a bully. “Hello, my sweet fellows. I believe I don't have to give any introduction.” Hunter's voice bloomed inside the room. By then Alex came back to the room and found me with Andrew. It felt strange to listen to him. He sounded so different. His voice went deeper over the years. “That's right. I'm your one and only Hunter Steele. And I'm here to make a special announcement.” The crowd got quiet by this point and waited for him to make an announcement. “You see, I had a special friend when I was in high school. You all knew that friend very well. Losers always make themselves known. Unfortunately, my friend was a coward and left the town, hiding from reality.” I gripped the glass tight enough to break it. He was still an asshole, wasn't he? I wanted to punch him so hard. “Luckily, my friend found his courage back and decided to show up! Here's to the newly found bravery of my friend and to the hope that he is no longer a loser. Everyone, welcome Kai Parker!” Suddenly I was under the spotlight. I thought he didn't know I was here and watching him. Turned out he knew all along and went all the way just to humiliate me in front of everyone. Fine by me. If he wanted to make a scene, I would show him how to make it.From the moment I walked into this stupid reunion, my eyes were always on him. He might have thought I didn't even notice him. How could I not notice him when he looked so beautiful? He looked just how I imagined him to look. His brown hair made his skin look paler while his bright blue eyes made him look brighter than anything anyone's eyes could land on. And of course he still used those nerdy glasses of his. Too much time had passed and he was still predictable. Only if I knew his kind before. His beauty was nothing but a facade. A facade to draw people in and then take advantage of them. He was the definition of looks could be deceiving. I tried not to let him affect me. But somehow he managed to reduce me to my teenage self, to my vindictive self. I had grown a lot, developed a fucking personality since I left high school but just one look at him and I was back to being an ass. I watched him with a malicious glint in my eyes. It was gonna be fun. I knew he was thinking he woul
One punch led to another. The next thing everyone knew that the boring reunion they all desperately wanted to escape from became the most entertaining and adrenaline pumping incident they ever encountered after entering their 9 to 5 corporate jobs. It punctured my ego that I took some hit from Kai fucking Parker, but I could proudly say that you should have seen his face. I made sure my knuckles made connections with his jaw more than once. The fire I felt inside me was fueled by my hatred for him. If only it weren't for Alex! Kai's side bitch had to butt in and give me a sucker punch. The atmosphere shifted after that. All this while people were playing the dumb spectators but after Alex butting in, my friends stepped in and it was like a domino's effect. The whole place turned into a forest with savage cavemen trying to rip one other apart. Within the blink of an eye, the venue became a battlefield filled with raging and uncontrollable drunkards. The place was totally trashed. And
It was a torture to be in a room with Hunter. He was chewing my ears off by yelling nonstop. I was already sporting a splitting headache. It didn't help that the asshole broke my glasses. I was beginning to see black dots dancing in front of my eyes now. Not to mention, his growling added to my growing headache. My jaw was hurting more than my head. It was a miracle that he didn't knock my teeth off. Even though I was battered and bruised, I was fucking proud of myself for standing up to him and standing my ground. “Will you fucking calm down? They won't get your ass out of here just because you are throwing tantrums like a freaking child.” About time I yelled back at him without looking up. We were sitting on the cold floor of the holding cell, waiting for people to bail us out. Hunter was seething with rage as soon as Dingleberry took his leave and left us here. I didn't understand why he had to keep us together. It was already a torture to drive to the station with him. “When wi
“Let me fix it.” Mom smacked my hand away and helped tie my tie, causing me to huff in surrender. “Is it really necessary, mom?” One warning look from her, and I shut my mouth up. She could be a pretty intimidating lady. She sustained the household with ironclad hands after dad passed away, made sure I didn't have to turn my hair gray running after student loans and made sure we remained afloat. There was no doubt that she was one heck of a woman. I wasn't gonna invite trouble by messing with her. “It is more than necessary.” She decided to offer me an answer as her hand fastened the tie around my neck, “You need to be as presentable as you can be so that you don't look like a hooligan.” She gave me a hard look while her eyes darted towards my bruised jaw. “Come on! It's not that bad.” I tried to reason with her, taking a sneak peak at my best friend who was enjoying mom's homemade chicken Alfredo on my bed. “She is right. You do look like you participated in a battle and lost i
My eyes lingered on his confused face more than I would like. He wore a blue shirt underneath his black suit. It was as bright as his eyes. I hated to admit it but it made him look effortlessly beautiful. It was another thing that his big doe eyes were looking at me so innocently. However, I was done falling for those charming eyes. Though a part of me got excited seeing the damn pair of eyes I once adored, it didn't evoke that particular feeling I once treasured.To divert myself from those forsaken pairs of eyes, I turned my attention to the flower bouquet in his hand. An amused smile adorned my face. I leaned on while placing my arm on the doorframe to get closer to him, looking down at his tiny frame amusingly. “Those are for me?” My voice was filled with amusement, “Aww. But you didn't have to bother with it. I wouldn't forgive you anyway for ruining my night. But it's sweet how you came groveling for forgiveness.” I sniffed at the flowers after snatching them away from him, le
It was torture to sit through the dinner table with Kai sitting right in front of me, and it was another thing that my father was acting like he was head over heels for Kai's mother. He looked more interested in eating her than the finely cooked food. Talk about being smitten! I wanted to yell out in frustration and throw both Kai and his mother out of the house. This couldn't be happening. I wouldn't let this relationship last. It was a good thing that my father couldn't keep his women. It was a matter of time before he threw her away like a used tissue paper. I just had to tolerate her and Kai for a little while. Surely, I could do that. “So, what do you do, Kylie?” My middle brother, Matthew, started a conversion. He went on a first name basis with her as if he knew her for ages. Sometimes, I hated how friendly and easy-going he was. “Yeah, tell us, Kylie. What do you do apart from seducing rich guys?” I couldn't keep my mouth shut. I stunned everyone at the table with my r
“I- I mean. It's freaking delicious.” I desperately hoped they would buy my excuse, “I'm sorry for my inappropriate use of language.” I apologized immediately, feeling mom's burning eyes on me. Alright, I managed to ruin her picture perfect image in front of the flawed family of her boyfriend. “You didn't apologize when you called me a whore. Is it a good word in your dictionary?” Hunter remarked, enjoying his food while still keeping his foot on my lap. “It's the truth. My mom taught me not to be ever apologetic about telling the truth.” I retorted, pinching his foot so that he would finally free me from the misery. I hated Hunter with every fiber of my body, there was no denying that. However, my bodily desire couldn't free itself from his iron grip. Even after he was forced to remove his foot from my crotch, I was still held prisoner against my will by the desire that ran in my pulse. It reminded me of the day when it all began. That day changed how we saw each other and I lear
The next thing I knew was that I was pressed against the wall with Hunter behind me. Despite my best attempt, my eyes flew towards his dick. It was still standing tall. My breathing grew uneven, excitement running thick in my veins. I wanted to fight these feelings, but I was helpless against it. I just let Hunter drag me like a rag doll and slam me against the wall. His dick wasn't the only impressive thing about him. He had defined abs which made me want to drool and run my fingers over them, feel them. Hunter smirked, looking at me hungrily. He knew exactly what I was thinking and it amused him. Unfortunately, I found it exciting. It's not everyday I let someone manhandle me. “Aren't you a little pervert?” He mused, taking my chin in his hand roughly. I stared into his brown eyes. I found nothing but a mixture of lust and amusement. I wanted to yell at him and debunk his accusation. I wanted to shove his hand away because his hold was starting to hurt. His rough hand was gonna l