All Chapters of Hunted By The Player: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The text message noise echoes through the game room where I am playing a car racing game on the X-Box. I check my phone."Congratulations to Alice, Selena Garcia and Emanuel for winning the parade challenge and as a bonus, they won a trip to Los Angeles to accompany the 2023 Oscar awards,” announces Stella CastellanoI get up from the huge ottoman and start jumping and screaming with happiness. I don't believe it! I don't believe it!I call Alice right after my freak attack.“Did you see?!” I scream into my cellphone, blinking repeatedly into it as I could not believe my eyes.“Of course!” she yells back at me.We spend almost five minutes screaming at each other over the cellphone. I also send a message to Emanuel, thanking him very much for his beautiful pictures.I suddenly stop jumping and quit with my euphoria because I have to tell Hunter. My head doesn't let me remember how he will react to my news. So, I find myself thinking, what will he say, what kind of expression will he m

March flies by, but at least it brings spring. I am enchanted with the flowers and the color that the city of Barcelona has this season. My work with Vogue is getting better and I can feel that I am growing professionally.I travel back to consult with Dr. Sheena and another neurologist, always reporting some progress or improvements. My headaches still continue with the same frequency; the medicines often have no effect and since that night with Hunter, I have had no more memories.I go out with Valentina and Joanna and it crosses my mind that I remember the beginning of our trip. When I tell them, they are very happy with the news. Joanna tells me that she's getting married in December this year and invites me and Valentina to be godmother in civil and I in religious, and I can’t be happier about it.Joanna has changed a lot. She is elegant and thin. She’s no longer the quiet Joanna from college. This is better because the person she is today is perfect for her.Home after a day of

Everything is in its proper place and because of that I am even more scared. My dream job is getting better and I am more and more satisfied and happy. My friendships are the best in the world, Hunter is the best boyfriend of all and my family in Spain are doing very well.I like to feel this emotional stability; I feel a lot more confident now than when I got back to Barcelona.I stare fascinated at Hunter doing his thing with the Adidas ball that is the official of the World Cup. His skill and comfort with the ball is impressive. He looks like a boy playing with his favorite toy. I grab my cellphone and start filming his exploits as he puts the ball on his back and rotates along with movement of the ball.“You're incredibly good,” I declare.“Swear? Could I win the title of Best in the World?” He makes the most adorable puppy dog face.“Stop crying, as if you're not the current world champion.” I drop my cellphone on the side of the chair that I’m lying down on.“But when I won you

Of course, I get sick after getting home from riding that two-wheeled thing I affectionately dub the alien I've always been terrified of. Despite challenging my fear, I did very well. I loved clinging to Hunter for the entire ride and feeling the wind against me, that was invigorating.Valentina tells Hunter that I have been sick and he makes me promise that today we would see Dr. Sheena together with the neurologist and Dr. Sheena. He wants us to discuss the issue of pneumonia I had.“Well Selena, your X-ray is in perfect condition,” Dr. Sheena notes. She holds the sheets up to the light. “The headaches will still continue, but your progress is excellent. It's the first time I've seen an amnesia patient reform so quickly.”It makes me feel better just knowing that I understand what she's talking about because until now, we've never really been able to communicate.“Tell me something,” she says, “where were you and what time was your last memory?”“I had already arrived in Barcelona a

I grab my cellphone and dial my dad's number.“Hello?” he formally answers but he knows who it is.“Hi Dad, can we talk?” My leg shakes in anticipation.“Selena it’s going to cost a lot to talk on the phone,” he speaks, but I won’t let him back out.“Father I'm here, and we need to talk.”He snorts. “Where are you?”I explain exactly where I am and he asks me to wait at one of the cafes facing the sea and order only an orange juice. My dad arrives about ten minutes later in a La Coste jacket, jeans, and running shoes.“Hi Dad.” He just keeps looking at me arrogantly without even greeting me. “Sorry to make a fuss.”“How is Hunter?” He positions himself in the chair across from me.“Very well,” I answer. “Next week he disembarks in Madrid to stay focused for the World Cup.”“I'm happy for you.”His vague words earn a rise in me.“Is that all you're gonna tell me?” I bite.“And what do you want me to say?”“I don't know, you're the father, how about asking me how I am instead of asking