Title: Unforgiven

Summary : After that night, things slowly start to change. What happens when Jordan and Jay find out? Or will they ever find out?

A N : Sequel to "Unforgettable", Please read that one first., got ispired thanks to a certain reader of my story "Unforgettable" winks

Disclaimer : I dont own HHH or anybody who might get involved later, except for my OCs, and the idea for this story thanks to start-a-revolution !

Chapter 8

Did I forget something? No I think Im done.

After that incident at school I grabbed my bag and ran for dear life. I knew I couldnt go to Jordans, Jay is probably home, so I went to a place I havent been a looooong time – home !

And here I stand, in the living room at my own house, with a packed suitcase, waiting for the cab I called minutes ago.

I glance at my watch and gasp. I dont have much time left from the time limit Trina from hell gave me. Trina from hell, hah, that really fits me.

Maybe I should forget about our "deal", I think, and just run as far away as possible..

But shes not real, shes me, and if I run Ill take her with me no matter where I go.. I dont dare to think about what she could possibly do to me..and to be honest Im more afraid of her than Hunters reaction.

I let out a long heavy breath and grab my cellphone, my fingers punch in the number I know by heart. How am I gonna tell him? How should I begin?

Rrrrrrriiiinnnnng! The doorbell.

I push the "disconnect" button and open the frontdoor.

The cabdriver tips his hat and asks

" Did you call a cab to the airport, Miss?"

" Ye..yes..I did, thank you," I say shakily as the man takes my suitcase to load it in the trunk.

He opens the backdoor for me and I slowly crawl in the backseat.

After he settles himself in the drivers seat and pulls out of the driveway I reach forward and close the hatch between us giving me the privacy to make the hardest phone call I ever had to do in my life.

With shaky fingers I dial his cellphone number, again, and then all I can do is wait.

Please dont answer, I silently beg, but, lucky me, he does.

" Hello?"

I hear loud voices in the background as well as the sound of bodies being thrown on the floor, and the chokes for air following. Must still be in Stamford..

" I..I.." is all I manage to say, my mouth goes dry and I can barely breathe.

" Whos this?"

" I.. I cant..I wanted..oh god help me " I sob, tears streaming down my face.

" Trina? Trina is that you?"

" Yes.." I whisper

" Shouldnt you be joining your favorite subject or something like that?" he asks chuckling.

" No..I..yes..but I..cant..I.."

" Cant what? Are you okay?"

" NO" I yell.

" Whats wrong ? Did you have a fight with Jordan? Are you hurting?" he starts sounding concerned.

" No…no…I..I have..to..to tell you..something."

" Cant that wait till after school? You know, Im working here and you really should go back to your class and…"

I cant take it anymore and cut him off

" No, no it cant wait till after school, it will be too late, and Im not coming back anyway.."

Damn my big mouth!

" What do you mean youre not coming back? Whats wrong with you?"

" Hunter we need to talk."

" About what? Look Trin, we can talk as long as you want, but it has to wait until you.."

I cut him off again

" Dont you understand? It cant wait. Im not coming back, Hunter, Im leaving for good, and I have to talk to you NOW!"

Without me realizing it my voice has turned dead serious, and Im sure Hunter has heard it too, cause after a few seconds of silence he says

" Im listening."

" Are you alone?"

" Yeah. Now tell me whats wrong."

Okay Trina this is it, just get it over with and that damn hellcat will leave you alone.

" Hunt, I want you to listen, just listen, dont interrupt me, and dont say anything till Im done okay!"

Silence, then a quiet "Okay." I take a couple of deep breaths and start.