Chapter 9-

"What do you want?" I ask as I feel anger boiling inside me.

"I just wanted to know if you wanted to hook up again. I miss you." Hunter says.

"The fuck you do. You were a fucking stalker. You were so fucking creepy. You would creep from behind my house. Like it was so creepy. Who does that shit? I can never forget you for the shit you have done to me. You neglected my personal space. You were, and probably still are, a stalker." I say threw grinded teeth.

I see that Dean is awake. He sits up as soon as he sees that I am pissed off.

"Everything okay?" He asks as he rests his hand on my back.

I shake my head no and whisper for him to be quiet so that Hunter doesn't know that I am not alone.

"Oh, Avery, you must miss me though. I mean come on, we did have a few one night stands. And you were moaning my name. You liked it and so did I. I love you and you love me. Why don't we just go back to having our flirty moments?" Hunter says through the phone kind of loudly.

I realize that Dean is tense. Did he hear Hunter through the phone? I sigh and put my phone on speaker.

"Oh, is the guy that is with you right now getting tense? Tell him that you're with me now." Hunter says.

I get pissed. "How the hell do you know that I am with a guy right now?" I ask as I stand up and walk towards the window. I look through it. Nobody there.

"Just open your door. I dare you." Hunter says.

I stop dead in my tracks, suddenly feeling really scared. I turn to Dean who is looking VERY pissed.

"Fine, I will open the door." I say into my phone.

I walk up to the door and look over at Dean who is now hiding behind the wall. He nods his head. I open the door and bam! I get pinned to the wall by Hunter. I freeze.

Dean rips Hunter off of me and attacks Hunter. They brawl on the floor for awhile until security gets in the hotel room and pulls Dean off of Hunter. I turn and look at Dean, who has blood on his face. He also looks pissed off. I would walk up to him, but I am like frozen in place. I am too scared to move.

Finally, security controls Hunter and escorts him out and into a cop car. His ass is going to jail.

I look over at Dean who is by no means, calm. He walks into the bathroom and cleans himself up. Turns out, it was Hunters blood on his face, not Deans. Dean didn't get hurt.

I see Dean come out of the bathroom and look at me. I feel something going down my face. I wipe it and see that it's clear. Am I crying? I never cry. Dean walks up to me and wraps me in his arms. I break down.

"Shh, it's okay. You're safe now. He is going to jail." Dean says as he rubs my back with one of his hands.

I pull away from him. "No! I am not safe! This is the fifth time he has done this. He hasn't done this in over a year. I thought he was done playing these games! Ugh! I hate him!" I nearly yell. I start pacing the room until Dean grabs me and pins me against the wall.

"Stop it." Dean says. "Stop it right now. You are safe."

I go to say something but Dean stops me by placing a kiss on my lips. I would fight against it..but I kind of like it.

Dean pulls away with a smile on his face. "For someone who doesn't like affection, you are a damn good kisser." Dean chuckles.

I blush. "Fuck you, Ambrose." I giggle.

Dean picks me up and carries me over to the bed. He lays me down and then he lays down next to me.

"Let's catch some sleep. We have a long day ahead of us." Dean says.

I groan. "There is no way in hell that I am going to fall asleep now." I wine.

"Then shut up so that I can sleep. Watch some Doctor Who and be quiet." Dean says.

"But maybe I don't want to watch Doctor Who." I say.

Dean looks at me, confused. "Then what are you going to do?" He asks.

"What do you mean by that? Maybe WE are going to do something." I say seductively as I roll on top of him and sit on his lower stomach.

Dean smiles. "I like the sounds of that." He says as he licks his lips. "You're gunna be sore after this…"

10am…

I wake up to Dean getting off the bed. I groan. "What time is it?" I ask.

"10am." Dean says as he open up his suit case and grabs a new shirt. He takes his tank top that he was wearing off, and then turns his attention back to me. "Sorry if I woke you up by the way."

I stare at his fine chest. I snap out of it. "Oh...oh! It's fine! I uh, yeah. I needed to get up at this time anyway." I say awkwardly.

Dean laughs. "I know you're liking what you are seeing." He says as he puts his shirt on.

I blush. "No, I don't." I say.

Dean walks up to me and leans down to kiss me, but I turn away.

"Nope. Not kissing you again. Not having sex with you again. Not hugging you. And most importantly, not dating you." I say as I get up, grab my phone and my bags, and walk out of the hotel…

Note: Well damn, who expected that of Hunter?

How about that intimacy between Avery and Dean?

What about that bipolar mood swing from Avery when she walked out?

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