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P.O.V. Hunter

1 hour earlier

Ring..ring...ring.. I ground. who in the hell would be calling so early in the morning as I tried to ignore the phone ringing hopefully they wouldn’t call back as I tried to drift back to sleep but just my luck, the damn person called again. Fine ground as I thought to myself as I picked up the phone seeing a unknown number showing up on the screen as I clicked the accept button on the phone “hello, who is this” I said tiredly as I rubbed my eyes with my hand to try make myself more wake, a couple minutes passed and no one said anything sincerely I thought if this a prank I going to be so pissed because one it’s early in the morning and two it’s early in the morning. As I said into the phone “okay, if this is a joke I’m just going to hanging up the phone” damn I teenager I thought as a sweet angelic voice came through the phone “it’s me Marcelo” I couldn't think I thought to myself as the guy I thought I loved and hadn’t seen in 2 years was calling me out of the blue.

As I tried to comprehend why he was calling me, his angelic voice laced with worry said “hello, Hunter are you still there” the only rational thing my brain could think of was to make sure this was actually Marcelo. “Marcelo is this really you” I said “yes Hunter it's really me” his small voice came through the phone. “How long has it been? Two years right” I said was I tried to keep the conversation going as I tired to think of different scenarios of why he was calling me, especially know “yup” he said as he popped the p at the end of the word yup as he said “I was wondering if you can do me a favor?” Marcelo said hesitantly. I didn’t know what to do, should I do him this favor even though we haven’t seen each other in 2 years, but at the same time I knew I couldn't say no to him even if I tried so hard to.

So there was only one thing I could do. “Yes sure, what is it” I said “Can you come and pick me up” he said with hesitation in his voice. “Yes sure, where are you at” I said without thinking, he gave me an address I knew exactly where that was at but the only thing that went through my head was that he was here, he was in Arkansas of all places he would have gone if he came here. He had so much explaining to do but I wasn't going to interrogate him over the phone. I need to see him in person to believe what he is telling me is true and so see if it's actually him.

As I put on some jeans and a shirt pair of working boots I grabbed my keys and headed out the door and into my truck to go and pick him up. All i could think of on the drive over there, was how would he look like did he still look like the sixteen year old I had first met at the grocery store or was he a completely different person and was he okay. I knew about his alcoholic father, that bastard was the whole reason why me and Marcelo separated in the first place and I couldn’t do anything but let Marcelo be stuck in the hell hole. As I got angry just thinking of that drunk bastard laying a hand on Marcelo as I got closer to the address he gave me.

(Time Passed)

Back to regular time

As I parked the truck I headed to the back of the bus station where all the passengers were let down. As I saw a young guy looking back and forth as he was looking for someone, it wasn’t until he looked towards me that I realized that the guy was actually Marcelo. Some emotions passed through me from anger to worry but the only one that settled in me was happiness that he was actually her in front of me after so many years of me wondering if he was okay and if I did the wrong thing of leaving him there with a disgusting excuse of a father. As I got closer to him I could see that he had changed. He was taller (not as tall as me) and he had a swimmer build unlike the scrawny kid I had first met years ago. I could see that Marcelo was lost in his own thought even though he was staring at me because as I grabbed his duffle bag and there it over my shoulder, as I walked towards my truck I yelled “aren’t you coming or staying here all day”

As he snapped out of his thoughts he was in and jogged towards where I was. As we got on my truck I slung his duffle bag towards the back seat, as I drove back towards my house I could see the he kept glancing towards me and back towards the window trying not to be be so obvious that we staring at me even though it wasn’t working as he saw the I caught him staring at me as he blushed and looked towards the window once again. I felt proud I still had that kind of effect on him after so long.

P.O.V. Marcelo

As we got in his truck I couldn’t stop staring at him, no matter how long I had been I still felt all the feelings we had for each other before my dad had caught us (story for another time) . I could still remember every memory we had made together. I didn’t realize that I was staring until he looked back at me as I blushed that I had been caught and tried hiding my face away from him and he smirked. Cocky much I thought as I saw him come to a stop at cabin, as we got off I grabbed my duffle bag from the back before he could get it as I followed Hunter towards the front door and opened the front door, my nervous started acting up just thinking of the integration that was going to take place and thinking if I actually wanted to tell hunter all about my life and why I had left in the first pace because even though we were close once that was still 2 years ago.