Hunter+Zeiger

Full Name: __** ELIMINATED **__ From: Baltimore, Maryland Gender: Male Ethnicity: Caucasion Traits (Appearance): 25 year old male with grown out blond hair. Relatively tall standing at 6 feet and 4 inches. Hunter is the friendliest guy around. Although he's spoiled, he is very caring when it comes to others. Reason for coming: He's celebrating his friend's birthday. Brief History: He has a sister named Heather. He grew up in Southern Florida, but moved to Baltimore to attend college. His family is wealthy as his great-grandfather owned a popular business. Anything else (optional): When he was 20 years old, Hunter was found guilty of raping a 16 year old girl. She was his neighbor at the time, but then moved. Hunter was released on bail from his parents. He had promised his parents nothing like this would ever happen again.

=DAY ONE=

She looked like her. The long blond hair cascading over her shoulders. Those blue eyes that pierce through your soul making any guy feel they aren't good enough. The way she moved her body in such confidence...Those memories of Amber flooded through my mind. I couldn't stop staring at her. //"Stop. Please stop."// //Amber took her hand out of mine, pushing it up against my chest to create some sort of shield between us.// //"Relax. I'm not going to do anything that you won't like."// //My mind was made. I was going to do whatever it took to get inside her. I felt like this beast had taken over me, my body, my mind.// //"You want me. I know you do. Look at me."// //Amber stared straight into my eyes. I could see the need in her but I completely disregarded the fear and the unknown in her. She kept her eyes locked on mine. A tear formed in the bottom of her eye lid, which slowly fell down to her cheek. I immediately took my thumb and wiped the tear from her eye. Instantly my face moved closer to hers, but she didn't bother to budge. I closed my eyes tryng to escape her reaction. Our lips touched...// "Hunter!" Kyle nudged me gently, "What's wrong with you?" "Nothing." I gazed back over to where the blond girl was standing, noticing a tall blond boy standing next to her. They looked so much alike. They must be related. "You checking her out?" My other friend Arthur snickered at his own remark. "Maybe." I said without looking at him. "She looks like she's in high school, dude." Kyle said. He was right. She did. "You think I'd go for someone that young?" I made this remark, laughing a bit out of my own discomfort. "I don't know, man." That's right. You don't know.

DAY 2
My hands were shaking. I couldn't control them, let alone my own mind. Flashes of heat escaped my body and were replaced with chills. "Over here!" Kyle yells. I didn't realize how far behind I was. He picked a ride, a small one, and immediately got on board. "Let's go Zeiger! Hurry up!" I shake my head a bit and crack a weak smile. My thighs hit the cool metal as I climb into my seat. The ride starts slowly. My mind begins to race with the large machine. The faster it goes, the more I can't control my thinking. //"Hunter Zeiger."// //A man dressed in a blue uniform stood before me.// //"Yes."// //I said. I didn't know what to do. What was this for?// //"You're under arrest."// //He grabbed both of my hands, holding them behind my back and cuffing them. I felt the coolness of them and heard the clicks of the cuffs snapping into place.// //"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will..."// //That's all I heard. My head was spinning, my eyes were tearing. My senses came together when I heard my mother behind me.// //"What are you doing with my son?"// //I turned my head, seeing the concern in her eyes.// //"Ma'am, your son is being arrested for charges of rape."// //This is when it hit me. Something completely wrong was going on, and I couldn't change it.// //"There's no way my son-"// //"Mrs. Zeiger you can see your son at the police station."// //The second officer grabbed the space between my body and my arm and tugged me toward the door. I tried to sneak a peek of my mother as best as I could. Her hand is over her forehead as she slowly shakes her head. They walk me out to the police car sitting on the driveway. Once at the car door, the police officer opens it, pushes his hand on my head, and I am now taking my first ride in a police car.// The ride came to a slow and steady stop. "That sucked." Arthur said. I didn't hear him. My mind continued to spin. My stomach was nauseous with each step down the stairs. Then it hit me. I ran to the closest trashcan, relieving my stomach from all of the pressure. "Dude, you're weak! That ride was nothing!" Kyle and Arthur laughed at my displeasure. They patted me on the back, and head towards the next ride.

=DAY 3=

It was around midnight and the park was showing signs that it was about to close. Families of small children left hours ago, teenagers were starting to gather into groups outside of the gates, waiting for the arrival of one of their parents. "Let's go." I said. I was tired, and I know the guys were too. We walked silently to the gates. Numerous men in red park uniforms manned the exit. Thinking nothing of it, we tried walking through the park staff. "Get back." One of the employees stated. "We're just trying to leave." Arthur says with a questioning look. "He said get back." Another employee said. "And he said we're trying to leave." I moved forward hoping to intimidate the guy. Both men, I swear at the exact same time, held up a gun that was hidden beneath their shirts. The one moved forward and hit me in the chest with the barrel of the gun. My heart stopped. The one man smiled. "This is a joke, right?" Kyle asked. The other man shot Kyle in the chest. He screamed, and I couldn't help but stand still, afraid that I may be shot as well. = = Day 4* (I apologize I didn't have enough time to write last night) We were forced to go back into the park, leaving Kyle behind.

=**DAY 5**=

I was sitting in my jail cell, nervous for my parents to come and retrieve me. They would bail me out, right? A guard emerges from the left side outside of my cell. "Someone is here to see you." he said. I was expecting my parents to turn the corner, but it was Amber. "I'm sorry." she whimpered. I couldn't respond. My mind froze stone cold. Her eyes were watering and her bottom lip was trembling a bit. "There's no need to be sorry." I said with a fake smile. I couldn't contain my anger, but how could I be angry at someone who is only trying to protect herself? "Look where you are. Of course it's not!" She grasped her hands tightly around two of the poles standing in between both of us. "I didn't mean for this to happen." she said. "Well...it did." I didn't know what else to say. "See, I told my friends about what we did. Don't you hear I said "we"? My one friend was concerned and told my parents. My parents then forced me to tell." I tried to believe this, but I couldn't. It seemed too fake like she had made this up on her drive here. She felt guilty, and that I knew for sure. "It was my first time. I wasn't sure. Now I know the only mistake I had made was telling my friends." She looked to the ground as she gripped her hands tighter around the poles. "You're too young. It was my mistake going through with it. Please, go home now." I backed away from the poles separating us in hope that she would do the same on the opposite side. And she did just that.