Heart of the Hunter(82)

By: Chance Carter

Then the little punk called out from the other side of the porch. He was sitting with Grace in the swing. Nothing was wrong, except for my heart beating out of my chest, and the massive hard on I had in my jeans.

“Nothing, Hunter. I just wanted you and Kelly to come sit with us.”

Kelly came out the door behind me, but in much less of a hurry. She wrapped her hand around my waist and pressed her head into my chest.

“Sure, Lucas. Sorry, baby. We’re not going anywhere,” Kelly said, as the kid smiled and I tried to calm myself down. This shit was going to take some adjustment. For everyone.

“Well, speak for yourselves,” Grace said, as she slowly stood up and walked to the door. “These old bones need to lie down and rest while we figure out what kind of mess we’re in here. I still think we should call the sheriff, but, whatever Hunter says.”

I shot an icy stare at her and she recoiled.

“I know, I know,” she said. “I guess you’re the law here now.”

I glared back at her.

You’re goddamn right.

She disappeared into the house, leaving the three of us standing on the porch, looking out at the chaos of my life, the chaos that was our lives. Things were different for me now, sure, but their world had been turned upside down. They were pulled into this nightmare and now we were in it together.

“Hunter,” Kelly whispered as she pulled her head off my chest. “What mess are we in here?”

I held her close as I took in all the death that lay in front of us.

“I told you, sweetheart. You’re fucking safe. Always.” I stroked her cheek and pulled her body close to mine.

“But what if it’s not done? What if more come back?”

I crushed my lips into hers and pulled her head in with my hands. Then we heard the kid say something that shook us both out of the moment.

It was his voice, but the words didn’t sound like his.

We turned to look at him.

“Hey, pal. What did you just say?” I said.

Lucas was standing at the edge of the porch, staring out at the bodies.

“Lucas, what did you just say, baby?” Kelly repeated.

Kelly and I looked at each other. Neither of us was quite sure we’d heard what we thought we had. Lucas just gazed out over the blood stained grass and repeated it to himself.

“If they come back, we kill them. We kill them all. We protect our family.”