All Chapters of Hunted By The Player: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“Do you believe that?” She looks at me suspiciously.“I don't even know what I believe anymore. What if he had lied that he didn't like her? Ah, I don't know what else to think!”“You know, I can't believe we graduate in three days.” She changes the subject suddenly, to my relief. “We're going to be the prettiest in that graduation.” She claps her hands in happiness. It is rare for me to see her clap her hands like that. She is always so calm and straightforward, and not a jerk.“Is Eric coming?” It is weird to call him Eric instead of "her boyfriend".“He plans to. Maybe it’s a surprise.” She looks at me from the corner with a smirk.The day today is beautiful. For the first half of December, the sun and the thermal sensation have been mild, making the day even better. Since I have started noticing the days, this is the best one so far.“Valentina said I could live with her,” I mention. I twirl the cap of my water bottle. “She said she wouldn't give it up.”“Sorry I didn't tell you b

I think today is the best day for my trip. I can't take any more headaches from a hangover. How I got a ticket and a visa to Spain to travel two days before New Year's, I don't know. I just knew I needed to pull myself together since Sophia slept at my place, when we drank the entire bottle of Red Label, just the two of us. I haven't stopped drinking since. My mom is disappointed in me, and my dad doesn’t even talk.On Christmas two days ago, my dad said he got me two bottles of vodka as a present. It was a joke. I got a tablet from my parents; it was beautiful, and I almost died crying when I got it.I'm not proud of having drinking so much that I could not remember how the rest of my Christmas was. I don't know. I think I laughed a lot, which is what I needed. Never again in my life shall I drink so much. God forbid I wake up stinking again but, as my father told me: "What's a human being without his first few times?" A saying he told me after giving me the most important sermon of

It is almost ten at night when we arrive at the famous Dri's. When Valentina said it was a super trendy club, I thought of something that recently opened and not Dri's. The exact same place I met Hunter for the first time.Valentina is driving. I bend down a little so that no one will photograph us.“Selena!” She is chuckling at me. “You are exaggerating.” She parks her car in a small space. “Now you can get out of the car. There’s no one in the parking lot.”I get out of the car and come face to face with a blue Audi R8 with black accents almost the same colour as my pants. I straighten my clothes, still staring at the car.“Maybe you’ll leave in one of these in a little while.” Valentina winks at me. I look at her and stick my tongue out. It's not very mature, but she is annoying and deserves it.“I just like sports cars, so what?” I shrug and take hold of my little black bag. “Let's go and have that drink waiting for us.” I point to the club’s entrance.And as I predicted, the insi

Today marks exactly a year since I came to Barcelona for the first time. My only goal was how to improve my resume and take a trip on my own as I started my adult life. I got all that and a bonus: Hunter.Looking out the window at this rainy afternoon, I realise how things have changed in a year for the first time in my life. I've already finished college, I don't often think about my emotional pains anymore, I’ve fallen in love. And suffered, what has mainly changed me. It's weird because lately, I feel more about what I'm going to say, and I may have even learned to look at my cellphone screen to see who's calling, but I still fail occasionally.I look at my right finger, where there's an untanned mark made by the sun where my promise ring was. I wish things had not happened the way they did. Only then do I remember my father's words to the drunkenness I made: ''what is a human being without their first times?” Yes, Dad, I discovered true love for the first time, and I think that's

Hunter lives practically on the other side of town now, and since I don’t have a car and have no idea how to take the bus, I ask for a taxi. When I ask the taxi driver to park on the corner, I look at the prominent façade of Hunter's house and notice there are many photographers there waiting.*Selena: There are many photographers in front, what do I do?*Hunter: Ask the driver to enter the side garage. It will be open.I do as he instructs me. As soon as the taxi driver enters the garage from the side, he gaps at the home, probably having a good guess on where he is. I pay the fare and get out of the car and hustle towards the front door.I knock on the enormous brown wooden door, which is a stupid thing because I already know he's waiting for me. Waiting... My head is still spinning because of the upheaval in my life and the bothersome headache that refuses to go away even with angry prayers.“I'm coming in,” I shout into the house as I step inside. I search for him right away.“I'