More and more seconds passed and the longer it lasted, the more aggressive Hunter became. As much as I wanted to go along with it, I wasn't ready to go any further. Unfortunately though, Hunter thought otherwise. He started getting really into it and when I tried to stop him he wouldn't.

Finally I had to use brute force and shove him off of me, "Hunter that's enough!" I snapped unintentionally.

Quickly he looked away embarrassed and apologized, "S-sorry, I let my instincts take over..." he said scratching the back of his head.

I was relieved that he wasn't upset with me and that I could definitely say now that he felt the same way I felt about him. I couldn't help but smile and lightly touch my lips remembering every second of that kiss, which was also my first.

All of a sudden I felt a sharp pain in my leg and remembered I had just been shot. Hunter tensed up as he glanced at my leg.

"I-I'm gonna wait outside," he said as he swiftly went out the door.

The sight and smell of fresh blood obviously made him hungry. I tore strips of fabric from the bed sheets to use as bandages and carefully removed the bullet from my leg. It was unbelievably painful, but I bit down on my bottom lip so I wouldn't make a sound. I limped to the bathroom to wash off the blood and also found alcohol to clean my wound so it wouldn't get infected.

When all that was taken care of, I told Hunter he could come back in. Slowly he peeked his head out of the door and asked, "So you're done? No more blood?"

I nodded, "Yup you're all clear," I replied simply.

There was an awkward silence for a while, but then Hunter asked breaking the silence, "Soooo... what was your life like before the infection?"

I had to admit it was pretty random, but I thought we might as well get to know each other better. I wasn't sure where to start, so I just started with my family, "Well my parents were very caring and wealthy so you could say I was a little spoiled. My father was a fantastic surgeon and my mom was a house wife so we spent a lot of time together. I was also an only child so I was grateful to have practically all of their undivided attention," I pulled up my sleeve to show Hunter the gifts they had given me, "I got these on my 12th birthday. The watch from my dad, the ring from my mom."

Hunter took my hand and examined the gifts with curious eyes as if he'd never seen stuff like these before, "You really were spoiled weren't you?" he said sarcastically.

I grinned and rolled my eyes, but my smile slowly disappeared, "It's all I have left of them..." I added solemnly.

Hunter looked up at me and lightly petted my head, "I'm so sorry," he quietly said understanding my grief.

He unzipped one of his pockets and pulled out a small glass unicorn, "This all I have left of my mother and sister," he started. "My mother was also very kind to both me and my sister. She worked incredibly hard so we could get through everyday just fine while my father just sat on his ass drinking beer," he said with a growl.

"I still can't believe he's survived this long..." he added.

I felt terrible for him. While I was living a life of luxury, he had to struggle for survival every day. "What about your sister?" I asked with a tilted head.

He laughed and continued on, "Well she really was something I have to admit. Although she was smaller than your average 8 year old, she was quite feisty!"

We both started laughing at that comment.

"But I think she's met her match," he said poking my forehead.

"Hey! I'm not feisty!" I exclaimed punching his arm.

He laughed at me more and replied, "Yes you are!"

I immediately tackled him to the ground and pinned his arms down, "No I'm not!" I said grinning triumphantly.

He shrugged and said, "Alright alright that was pretty good, but can you save yourself from this?"

Effortlessly he flipped both of us over and now he was on top, "No fair!" I whined, "You're stronger than me!" I added with a pouty face.

He leaned in close and whispered, "Exactly..." I frowned up at him, but then I had an idea. I grinned and he looked at me confused, "What?"

I leaned forward just enough for me to kiss him. Almost immediately, he relaxed and loosened his grip on me. Using that as an opportunity, I flipped him back over and sat on his waist.

"I win!" I said smirking and crossing my arms.

He snickered at me and added, "That's cheating though."

I simply stuck my tongue out at him as a response. He sighed and sat up wrapping his arms around my waist. I pretended not to notice and merely said, "What?"

He chuckled and answered, "You're blushing."

My expression turned from victorious to dumbfound which made me blush even more. "N-no I'm not!" I snapped back defensively while covering my face.

He moved my hands and smiled kindly at me, "Don't cover your face! It's cute."

At this point my entire face was most likely red and my heart was racing. He leaned forward more and more causing me to lean back, and eventually was right on top of me.

"I win!" he said cheerfully.

I was so distracted that I didn't even notice he had me pinned down.

"Grrrrr... Fine! You win..." I muttered.

He got up off me so I could sit up, "Now, tell me more about your life," he demanded while crouching on the ground.

I sighed and crossed my legs so I would be more comfortable. "Well, I was a straight A student in school, couple good friends here and there, and I was on the school swim team."

When I finished, he was looking at me completely awestruck. I looked at him confused, "What is it?" I asked.

He bluntly exclaimed, "You were a 10!"

I slapped my palm against my forehead, "Idiot..."

He was looking at me obviously intrigued, "Well you are! Do you have any idea how hard it is for a guy like me to win a girl like you?"

I looked at him with an eyebrow raised, "Like me?"

He sighed and started naming the qualities, "You're highly attractive, smart, athletic, social, and kind to others."

I played around with my thumbs looking down completely flattered. "Th-thanks..." I said.

He hopped over to me and sat right in front of me. I looked up at him and smiled, "Ok your turn!"

He looked slightly afraid and mumbled, "Uhhhhhh... I'd rather not," which made me frown.

"C'mon! Tell me!" I said poking his cheek.

He let out a frustrated groan, "I was the opposite of you ok? Well except for being athletic. I was a pretty good soccer player at my school, but other than that, I sucked at everything else," he said while pouting.

I climbed into his lap, got comfortable, and looked up at him expectantly.

He hissed while rubbing his forehead, "And... I was in a gang with my-" he cut himself off and once again.

I wanted to know. "With who?" I asked curiously.

He groaned and looked away aggravated, "No one," he growled.

"Tell me!" I demanded.

"No!" he hissed getting more aggravated.

"Why not?!" I whined.

Suddenly he snapped, "My girlfriend who I miss a lot ok?!" he yelled at me.

I froze completely when he said that, not because he yelled at me, but because of who he mentioned. I hung my head as I slowly got up and headed for the door.

Hunter grabbed my hand, "I-I can explain..." he muttered full of panic.

I yanked my hand from his and continued to the door. I grabbed my two pistols and opened the door, "I'm going out," I mumbled.

Hunter took a step toward me, but I shot him a cold stare, "ALONE..." I warned between clenched teeth.

I slammed the door behind me and blindly took off while wiping tears from my face.