All Chapters of Hunted By The Player: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Answer the phone!” I scream to myself for the fifth time after the fifth call goes to voicemail. Where has he gotten himself? He told me he would be off today. Did something serious happen?I grab the keys to the new car I got from my parents for my birthday last month and hit the elevator button hard, over and over. As if that would solve anything, Selena! Once I’m in my car, and before starting the engine, I try calling one more time. Mailbox again. More than shit. I hate it. I just hate it when people don't answer! Why do they even have cellphones?I get on the road and take the fourth avenue, which has good traffic; there’s a lot of cars, but we’re moving. When I arrive, I look up at the building. Looking from the outside, there is no way to see movement on the fourth floor, so since I already know the password for the door, I go in and take the elevator.Instead of using the bell, I decide to surprise him. He hates surprises, but since we talked so little this week, he's sure to

As I am going to start my course first thing in the morning, I have a celebratory pizza dinner with my classmates and my new friend. Once I do go to bed, I call my parents to say that everything is fine and that it is beautiful here, and then I pass out.I wake up with Valentina's alarm clock, where, right away, she is there to give me a good morning smile. I like her. I like people who smile for nothing. It takes me a while to get my bearings; I was so tired after dinner with the girls that I blacked out and slept soundly.We drink coffee, juice, crackers and scrambled eggs and soon the four of us leave together.The way to the university is short. I prefer we walk there so I could learn where I am located since I couldn't do that the night before. We stroll for about fifteen minutes and as soon as we arrive, I am dumbfounded. The university’s structure is more beautiful than what appeared in the photos. The architecture here is stunning, everything modern. Ah, I would live in this a

“I insist,” he says, following me out the door “Now I'm going to take your hand and lead you to my car. Can I?” he asks steadily stopping me from falling down and breaking my face.Without saying anything more, my arm raises itself automatically. He swiftly catches it and guides me to the back of the club where the parking lot is situated.He leads me to the space beside Valentina's car. Of course, the shiny black Lamborghini is his. He opens the car door for me and I enter dazed.Wait! What am I thinking? I feel my breath heavy as regret washes over me.Soon he is in the driver’s seat. The car starts, and the engine makes a thunderous roar. I like it, powerful and so regal; a class apart! My eyes were suddenly all wide open“Do you like the car?” he asks me, trying to gauge my expression.“Are you honestly asking me that? Who doesn't like a car like this?” I say, laughing, calming down. Ah, it’s the tequila. It’s working its magic!He laughs and nods. Wow, how beautiful he is, I thin

I am almost in tears. Life has a strange sense of humour. I stroll closer and see that the car is empty. Good. I enter the building and prefer to take the stairs rather than the elevator to recover from my little shock. I go into the apartment, calling out for the girls about the car downstairs.“Guys, I am about to tell you the silliest thing ever. Do you know who the black L…”I stop right in my tracks as I see the sight in front of me.Mr. Hot Wheels is sitting on the sofa in the living room, surrounded by my beautiful friends ogling at him as though they are about to eat him up. He sure looks like one hell of a delicacy to be devoured. I blink a few times just to make sure I am not imagining things. My knees buckle all of a sudden and I feel all soft and gooey inside.“Hi Selena,” he greets, getting up and coming my way to meet me.Oh my God!“Hi Hunter.” Saying his name out loud seems to be different from the voice in my mind. I want to sound indifferent, but I can’t; I am nervo

My Sunday is practically spent at home. I call my mom, talk to my dad and my brother. My mom says business is going well and that this summer they will finally be able to change cars. My family is not wealthy, but we live comfortably enough. I've never been able to overdo any excessive shopping sprees at the mall, but I could always have what I needed.I go to update my social networks. Now that I’m online, I’ll use it to distract myself from thinking about Hunter, hoping to get him off my mind.I first check my Facebook account. Everything ok, photos and comments, excellent. I use my cellphone to open up my Instagram. Same as usual, the usual people. Wow, some people are really living it up with their fancy vacations. One of my friends even got engaged, wow! I decide to close the digital box because it’s now getting depressing.With not much else to do, I head to the park. It is a super-hot day, and I don’t want to be holed up in an apartment, especially since I'm in Barcelona. I spr