One night of the Hunter

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Chapter 1. One night to change your life

Gentle twilight bathed the landscape. Between the clumps of industrial mist I could see the narrow streets of red-hot asphalt. I was in tight black dress, and my black heels echoed as I walked the sidewalk. It looked like this dusty town is falling asleep partlyenveloped in metallic mist. This was my first night in Los Angeles. In fact, this was my first night in States.

Even tho I arrived just few hours ago, I decided to go out tonight, to see the magic of L.A. at night. I wasn’t very tired, even though I traveled more than 24 hours. I guess I was used to lack of sleep consider my insomnia. It was six months now since I had a proper sleep. Six months since I decided to change my life, and get away from that small, disgusting Balkan country, in the middle of nowhere.
 Exactly six months ago I caught my fiance in my own bed, with my best friend.. well, at least I thought she was my best friend. That was the night I decided that I will runaway from that place, and I would’ve do it before, but I still had high-school to finish, and to earn enough money for some time at least. My dad was very supportive about the whole thing, and to be honest I was suprised because after mom died I was the only woman he had in his life. But I guess he realised that I could never be happy in that place, and especially after this happened, so he sold our house, and moved in with my oldest brother and his wife. And couple of days before I had to leave, he gave me more than the half of money from the house, and I’ll be greatful for that until the day I die. I made a promise to myself that I’ll give him back every cent when I find a job, and settle down. Actually, he and my two brothers were the only thing that was keeping me from coming here, but after I realized that they will be good without me, and that they have someone to keep an eye on them, I decided to follow my dreams, and go. So I did. And here I am now. States. California.Los Angeles. This is the town I always dreamed about. It all sounded very promising, but it was only since I landed here that I realized that it’ll be harder than I thought. I still have to go to college, that was the only thing my mom wanted me to do, and I will do it, as soon as I can. But first thing on my list is to find a job, so I’ll gonna start working on that first thing in the morning. But now, tonight was the night to celebrate my freedom, tonight was the night of the hunter. Since I found out that my fiance is cheating on me I made a promise to myself to never let any man inside my heart. In last couple of months I spent many nights with men I’ve never seen after that. I don’t know why I did it. Maybe it was my way to deal with the pain and that feeling of emptiness, or maybe I’m just a bitch, and I enjoy in breaking man’s hearts. The reason isn’t important, what’s important is that I will never ever have a broken heart. I will be the one who’s breaking hearts, not the other way around.
 So, I was now in some modern, expensive club. I didn’t even knew the name of that club, I just came in the first one I ran in. And I guess I hit the jackpot with this one, because it was obviously one of the places where the superstars would came to have fun without paparazzi. I realised that after I’ve seen couple of familiar faces I’ve only seen on television before. And I was suprised that the security let me in so easily. I know I look much older than I actually am. People would think I’m 25 at least, even though I’m just 19 now.. I guess I grew up much faster than everybody else, considering that I was 17 when my mom died, and since that time I was the only woman in house, so it was like I’m the mother to the three boys. So, beside that I look older, I was more mature than most of the girls that are in their late twenties.. but still, I was suprised the guy on the door let me in, but I guess this was my lucky night. 
 I was sitting at the bar, drinking my martini, and flirting casualy with some guy I recognized from some tv show I watched. I didn’t even catch his name, but it didn’t matter. He was just about to suggest me ride home, when I felt someone tapping my shoulder. I turned around and saw none other than Jared freakin’ Leto. We watched each other for few seconds, without words. His hand still not leaving my shoulder he broke our gaze and turned his attention to that guy I talked just few seconds ago. 
- “Sorry pal, I have to steal my sister from you, I have to take her home.” and with that he took me by the hand and lead me to the door, leaving that poor guy watching behind us. When we got outside, and music wasn’t that loud, so we could actualy speak, he turned to me, and extended his right hand. - “Jared.” he said simply. Like I didn’t already knew who he was. His band was like the reason I still live. I was and still am proud Echelon. I even had his band’s triad all over my wall in my old room. But I decided to act like I didn’t know who he was so I shook his hand. “Helena, pleased to meet you” I let go of his hand, and continued “thank you for saving me from that guy.” He smiled, still not breaking gaze, I started to wonder does he even blink. “It was my pleasure. I’m alway there to help a young lady in trouble.” I smiled. There was a few scond of silence, and then he spoke - “So, I haven’t seen you around before..Is this your first time in this club?” 
“Yeah, this is my first time in this city actualy. I moved just yesterday.” He seemed interested.
- “Oh, really? So are you from England?” I laughed.
- “No, you’re way too wrong, I’m from Balkan.. ” He seemed slightly shocked. - “Oh, but the accent..”
- “Yes, well I learned british english in school, so..” 
 ”Oh, that explains it, well I must say you have pretty good english, I have actualy one friend that’s from Croatia, is that near your country?” I knew that Tomo, guitarist in his band was from Croatia.
- “Yes, actualy, we even have the same language, just a few little differences, like british english and american english..” He seemed really interested, and thrilled.
- “Oh, you have to meet my friend, Tomo, he will be thrilled to speak on your language with you..” I just laughed slightly, and then he asked me if I want to come with him in some restourant which name I didn’t even catch, I was too occupied with my thoughts. Oh my God. I’m speaking with Jared Leto, and he wants me to meet his band. This was the dream come true. And even though I always found Jared’s brother much more attractive, I couldn’t help myself from feeling butterflies in my stomach everytime Jared touched my hand (and he was doing it very often) I couldn’t allowed myself to fall for anyone now, especially him. And I wasn’t really sure if I was just starstrucked or this was something deeper, but I was falling, and I was falling hard.
 - “Hey, Earth to Helena..” Jared said, waving his hand infront of my nose.
- “Am, sorry, what were you saying again..” He laughed.
- “I was just asking you do you wanna come with me to the restourant? My friends are there, and one of them is Tomo, the guy from Croatia..” I smiled. - “Yes, yes, okay, is it near?”
- “Good, yes, it’s just around the corner.”
- “Great. Well let’s go.”
He smiled, and took my hand.
This was going to be interesting.

 

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