The Enemy [17+]

I woke up and stretched in the bed. Hunter sat at the desk in our hotel room looking at headshots of women.

"Finally hiring that escort?" I joked in my faint morning voice.

Hunter laughed as I rolled out of bed and walked over. Hunter wanted to be a director, he was just an indie director at that time. Working in The Village, finding fresh hipster faces to star in his small short films which is why he also chose the casts.

"The one with the nose ring looks good." I said.

"No... she doesn't fit the part at all." Hunter chuckled.

"You didn't even tell me what it's about." I rolled my eyes.

"It's a surprise. You know my works are always a surprise." Hunter looked up at me. I kissed his forehead.

"And always a good one, too." I smiled and Hunter began to get dressed.

"Where are you going?" I asked with a pout.

"I think I found the one for the part." Hunter said as he quickly threw on his casual clothes. "See you later babe."

Hunter quickly exited the hotel room. I still daydreamed about how in love I was with him, but there was a knock at the door.

The knock became more hectic.

I strutted over to the door and began unlocking it.

That was quick. Back so soon--" I began to stay but I was stuck like a dear in head lights.

Cassie stood on the other side, dressed up, sober, and giving me an evil stare. She was somehow shorter than me, I was 5'3". She seemed to be about 4'9". She had a black designer purse on her shoulder that she held onto tightly and heels that could push holes into the carpet.

"How do you know that I'm even staying here?" I asked and but she uninterested in my questions.

"What makes you think you can just stay the night at Harry's place?" Cassie asked.

"What are you talking about?" I played dumb.

"You don't know him Tai, I do. And I can tell you it isn't going to end well. He already has a girl in his life and it's me." Cassie threatened me.

"I have a boyfriend... Hunter." I said with a head roll.

"Then why were you sleeping with mine?" Cassie snapped back.

"Last time I checked he didn't claim you as his girlfriend." I said tilting my head to the side. She gripped onto that purse tighter as if it was the only thing keeping her back from holding onto my throat.

"He doesn't claim anyone, but he knows who's there for him and it's definitely not you." Cassie answered, a little taken aback from my comment.

"Who said I wanted to be there for him? I made one mistake and I won't repeat." I crossed my arms.

"Make sure you mean your words." Cassie threatened.

"Or what? You'll stomp on my toes and maybe kick my shin?" I spat back.

"Listen to me, little bitch!" She stepped closer to me. "Right now, he seems all into you and he may buy you things, but at the end of the day he'll get tired and you'll just go back to your broke boyfriend and continue living in a shithole!"

"This hotel isn't a shithole." I looked around.

"Yeah, because my man paid for it! " Cassie shouted.

"Wow, 'my man' huh? I guess wishful thinking is fundamental." I grinned and she slapped me in the face. A moment of silence fell upon us, I stared at her with my hair across my face.

After fixing my hair, I lifted my chin high.

"Get out." I said strongly.

"As long as you stay out of Harry and I's life." Cassie answered and then walked out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

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