the one that got away,

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] "you guys wanna go to the beach?" she asked as she looked down at her two favorite pups in the world. her english bulldog, spartacus was currently louging on her bed not as excited to go to the beach as she thought he would be. bronx, the pit bull that she had adopted from one of her friends was now living with her and enjoying his new place. she always thought that spartacus was the biggest cuddler in the world but boy was she wrong. he'd been here for a few nights now and no matter if they were in bed, on the couch or at the park - he always stayed near and right under her, always looking for affection. it was funny because he reminded her of herself, tabby was always seeking some sort of affection from the men in her life whether is was platonic or romantic. her relationship with her dad wasn't the best, but it was safe to say that maybe..just maybe it was getting better. he had called her. her dad had fucking called her. tabitha never thought that day would come, that her father would call her and speak to her without harsh words being thrown back and forth. she placed a small frown on her face as she realized that they didn't want anything to do with the beach, they would much rather stay home and sleep. "lazy bums.." she mumbled to them before going over to dresser and looking for a swim suit. she was eager to sit out on the beach and soak up all the sun she could and enjoy just having some time to herself outside of her home. though of course she was stopped here and there for a picture or two and a couple of autographs but that was becoming the normal thing for her. tabby couldn't go anywhere without being recognized and it didn't bother her as much as it should, the only thing she hated was that people were in her business. like with her relationship for example, it seemed like everyone and their mothers knew about it and had their opinion on the situation, it even went as far as a few of her so called 'fans' came up to her and told her what they thought. it was bad enough when her friends and family gave her their opinions, so when people came up to her with their two cents it took every fiber of her being not to tell them to fuck off in some colorful fashion. at the moment tabby was running around, making sure she had everything she needed before she headed out the door and made her way to the beach. getting to the beach wasn't the long part at all, it was finding a spot that was the hardest part. it was a beautiful day outside and tabby realized that the beach would be occupied by a good amount of people. she wanted to find a spot that wasn't over run with teeny boppers, families with their kids or any other distractions that might occur at the beach. she wanted to lay out in the sun without having to worry about being bothered every five minutes for some type of acknowledgement. after parking her car and making her way out onto the sand, tabs kept herself off to the side and her head down as she looked for a spot to relax. it was on that trek that she spotted a familiar figure sitting off by himself. hunter. she bit down on her bottom lip as she tried to figure out if she should go over to him or not. tilting her head to side, she started walking over towards him whilst trying to be as discreet as possible. tabitha didn't know what the big deal was, it wasn't like they were on bad terms or anything. then again, maybe he wanted to be left alone or..hell, she didn't know. she was stalling. truth was she was still waiting for the day where he would blow up in her face, call her all these horrible names and tell her to go to hell. so far though, nothing. he was still as sweet as he had always been to her. his back was to her, so as she finally came up to him, she dropped down and wrapped her arms around his neck from behind. "hello mr.vega.." she smiled, as she leaned to the side so that he could see her face. "didn't think i'd see you here today, great minds think alike.." she cooed. after a moment she released him and took off her backpack to retrieve her towel and lay it out next to him. "you don't mind if i sit next to you do you? i can find somewhere else to go, if you don't want company..." she said quietly. tabby then stood up to her full height whilst undoing the front of her shorts before removing them from her slender legs and dropping them on top of her bag.

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It had been a while since Hunter really had time to himself, constantly keeping himself busy with work seemed to be his thing. Actually, it was helping him forget about his heartache, and was also letting him move on from it. He decided to stay with Desiree for a while, who was really the one who pushed him to stop fighting, as well as Tabitha herself. He knew it had been bad on him, but what else could he really do? He'd always been book smart, something like fighting had really empowered him and made him feel like a man. Maybe that's what changed him so much too, and caused him to really feel alive. He liked the changed him, he felt better about himself, gained more self-confidence, and gained more of an attitude. He wasn't about to allow people walk all over him anymore, and he knew that in the long run, he'd be okay now. Everything was looking up for him, and slowly but surely, maybe he would move on from Tabitha.

She was really all he thought about though, and he wondered if the break really meant that they were never going to see each other again. From their last meeting, it seemed like it, even if he wanted to try to be friends again. It seemed like she didn't even want to see him, and though he would never stop loving her, he'd respect her wishes. Vera, Gwen, even his sister were the ones telling him to push on and move on. He couldn't stop himself from loving someone though, he felt like she was so perfect that... he couldn't start now. Every girl he met, he compared to her and every girl he saw, he compared to her. It was a horrible addiction, but lately, he started to feel like he could be alone. He didn't need his life revolving around someone else, he could do this by himself. Moving on was harder than he thought, and though he wanted to find someone else, he just wanted to do things alone for a while. Maybe it was time to just focus on his career, keep his clients happy. That's what he was doing as well, including Tabitha. Just because they broke up, didn't mean he couldn't still be on a professional level with her though. She was still his client, still paying him to get her jobs and to get her things like that. And he wasn't about to abandon her.


Today, he decided to go to the beach, just to get his mind back into surfing as well. It had been something that he hadn't done in a while, and currently he paddled out and caught a few waves. Of course, he came back quickly, to keep an eye on the little pup he brought with him. The pup was actually him and Tabitha's, they adopted him together and he had taken him once they split. Speaking of the female, he felt arms suddenly wrap around his neck, after he came back to sit on his towel. A little freaked, he almost jumped, but slowly realized who it was. "Tabitha!" He smiled, oddly enough.. he had just been thinking about her. Turning his head to look at her, he ran a hand through his long messy hair casually. He couldn't take his eyes off her though, and maybe he was staring as she was taking off her pants. "Huh? Oh! No, go right ahead and lay with me, I could use the company." He smiled, before watching Rex run back over and jump at Tabitha's legs. "I'm sure I'm not the only one that missed you." He laughed, looking up at her, blocking his eyes from the sun with his hand. He could admit that right? There was no harm in admitting that, or so he thought anyway. He wanted things to go back to how they were, even if it meant they'd never be all over each other again. Looking at her arm, he looked for the bracelet that he had bought her, wondering if she still wore it.

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