Predator Encounter

chapter 8 - WHAT!?

Beserker's POV

Night time, has finally arrive.

He was glad he didn't have to wait any longer, the whole wait thing was getting to him.

Beserker got up from a crouching position, and stood up, stretching out his arms, then letting out a sigh.

"Now time to have a little fun, a little exploring wouldn't kill." He said to himself. Having a smirk growing. Still knowing he had to be careful, not blowing his cover. Then made his way out of his home (warehouse), and started heading for the city.

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Claire's POV

She layed down on her couch, having on her mind non other then Paul, while admiring her shining engagement ring. She couldn't wait to be married to the most wonderful guy.

Though there's something that has been bugging her and it's tugging at her, the guilt she felt of not being able to tell her father about her engagement with Paul. Her father doesn't even know Paul is, she's scared that he will not have approved or might be overprotective of her like always heck her first boyfriend he freaked out. But she decided she wasn't going to wait any longer and decided that she was going to introduce Paul to her father to get it over with and whether or not he approved she was still going to get married to him.

" I'll have to call Paul and let him know, it's probably time we stopped hiding our secret engagement. No wait, I'll think I'll go over to Paul's place and give him the surprise news I have." She said. Getting her purse, fixing her hair a little brushing it down instead of having it in a pony tail. Then walked out, and locked her door, and started walking to Paul's place.

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Paul's POV

Hugging and making out with the another, he loves this girl. But he was engaged to Claire.
He likes girls giving it up to him. Sure he liked Claire but it's like it's like she's embarrassed to introduce him to her father, he feels like she's embarrassed of him....oh well guess it good to have a second option while not being with her. I chuckle a little. Forgetting he still had company. 

"W-whats so funny Paul?" A soft female voice questioned him. Not understanding what was so assuming. She backed a little from him.

"Oh nothing, hun, just relax..jeez can't a guy laugh?" He said dismissing all about Claire. Not letting it ruin his night, hell no.

Then approach the girl again  making out, ripping off her shirt.
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Third person POV

Once reaching Paul's front door. Claire remembered he given her a spare key to his apartment. She reached down her pocket and unlocked the door, walked in. First thing that caught her eyes was a ....bra , and t-shirt were on the floor...then more clothes spread around but this time belonging to Paul....

Claire's felt her heart pumping fast, and her breathing sorta unsteady...her eyes gone wide.
Next what she didnt hope to ear were a woman's loud moaning...coming from the bedroom, PAUL'S ROOM!?

"Ohh god please no..dont tell me." She whispered to herself. Not wanting to believe what she ears were hearing, only one way to find out...but she was having second thoughts about going in and finding out the truth. No she had to, she must get this doubt over with.

Finally making up her mind she approached the door slowly the door was cracked so she can see the light shining from the crack of the door when she near the door should hear the moans growing louder along with some panting. Not waiting any longer she slammed the door open and what she witnessed she wish that she had just turned around she saw Paul screwing another girl in bed tears running down her cheek her whole body was shaking. Catching the two pair by surprise Paul looked behind him a bit startled on who busted in however the person at the doorway he never expected it was .....Claire his... fiance.

"W-why, WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS PAUL!!?" Claire screamed at Paul.

Paul covered himself with the bed sheets got out of bed covering his waist and came closer to Claire.

" clear my love no it's not what you think I can explain everyth-." Paul tried saying but was cut off by a sharp pain across his left cheek, and now a pain at his other cheek...then what he didn't expect was a painful kick to his groin. Claire had kicked him, she actually kicked him?

HEY WHATS THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM BITCH, STOP HITTING MY BOYFRIEND! WHO ARE YOU ANYWAYS? The girl said cover herself with the bed sheets.

TAKE ONE GUESS YOU WHORE, I'M HIS FIANCE!" Claire yelled at the girl. With her arms crossed still shaking with anger.

The girls eyes widen a little. Shocked, a gasped escapes her mouth.

"H-his fiance!?" The girl said with shock.

"Ex-fiance." Claire said. She was Paul and the girl, well now she couldn't blame the girl, she probably had no clue. Oh well. Claire didn't care ...not anymore. Then looked down at Paul one last time before storming off.

" serves you right you asshole, I NEVER EVER WANT TO  HEAR FROM YOU AGAIN!!" Claire screamed and ranned out crying.

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Claire's POV

She ran back home as fast she could still having tears streaming down her cheeks, eyes were puffy and red from all the crying.

All the way while running she thought over and over. Why, how could he have done such a thing....what has she done wrong!? Her thoughts played the scene over like a broken film.

Her home coming into view...she made it to her door finally,  grabbed her keys from and unlocked her door, slammed her down open, shutting the door behind her. More and more tears came. She started sliding against the door so she was on the floor crying so hard but she's never cried before. Banging her head against the door. Letting pain try an sooth her...wait what was she doing...no noo.. She got up and decided she was going to try and let a bath calm her nerves down.

Making her way to the shower, turning on the water, then stripping down her clothes, and got in the shower. Cold water running down her body soothe her a little.
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After 10 minutes of taking a shower, she grabbed the towel from it's hanging rack, wrapping it around her body, not bothering to dry off her hair. Then walked out of the bathroom, and went to her room to get dressed.

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Thamk you all for reading and voting for my stories, your all so kind.

My husband wanted to get involved a little and decided he wanted to put a little of his idea on how Claire would catch Paul red handed. Hahaha.

I feel bad for making Claire sad I'm sorry.

Claire: ooh it's fine. Not (punches author on the shoulder). That's what you get.

Me: ouch Claire! Meanie.

Claire: what was that!? Cracking  knuckles.

Me: n-Nothing hehe...

Beserker: I'm
Hardly in this chapter, when's my big scene!

Me: oh it's coming. ;)