This can't be happening.

Someone please just tell me that I did not just get myself locked in the school library with my freaking arch-nemesis. My stupid, good-for-nothing, and annoyingly still very handsome ex-boyfriend, Hunter Knight.

My eyes scanned the whole place, hoping and praying that someone else would be here—stuck like me and him—and it's not just the two of us.

"I think it's just the two of us." He said instantly making me glare at him.

Choosing to ignore his presence, I tried to pull open the door again, this time doubling the force of the pull.

"Come on!" I said to myself in frustration.

"It isn't going to work, Hera."

Hearing my name in his voice brought back all the memories I didn't want to remember. I hate him. He does not get to say my name again as if nothing happened. Feeling my anger rising, I gave him a sharp look.

"Shut up!" I said in a rude tone but his stoic expression never wavered.

With the same anger flowing through my veins, I looked around to find any object that would be useful in kicking the door open. The only thing that looked like it could work was the wooden chairs that were used by students when they want to read or study. Taking my chances, I went over to the nearest wooden chair and picked it up.

I felt Hunter's calculating gaze on me as if he was trying to decode what I was about to do. As hard as it was, I ignored the mesmerizing grey eyes I once fell in love with and focused on getting out of here.

I went over to the door and stood in front of it. Taking in a breath of air, I picked up the chair and prepared myself to take a swing at the door. But before I could even move an inch, a hand stopped me by grabbing my wrist.

"What the hell are you doing? That's dangerous." He said sharply with a frown.

"Trying to get us out of here? Now, move." I said, trying to move away from his hold.

But Hunter's grasp on my wrist tightened, forcing me to glare at him. His stoic expression was long gone and was now replaced with an infuriated look I could recognize anywhere. A look that was only reserved for me up until three months ago.

"You're being stupid, Hera. You could get hurt." He said with much intensity in his eyes.

I ripped my hand away from his grasp and placed the chair down in frustration. I then turned to glare at him.

"Then, what do you want me to do, huh? Sulk in the corner and wait for someone to rescue us? We've got to do something." I said with my annoyance at peak.

"I'll do it."

I scoffed. "Wow. I do not need your male ego to show up and make me the damsel in distress. I can do it perfectly fine, thank you very much."

"I am doing it, end of discussion." He said.

Before I could even argue, he picked me up by the waist and carried me at least five feet away from the door. I yelped at his action and the sudden contact. I hated how his touch gave me tingles all over my skin even after all this time. He put me down and stared at me with determination, his hands never leaving me.

"Please just listen to me and don't move. I mean it, Hera." He said while gazing me in the eye with a certain amount of intensity that had my heart racing easily and gripped onto the sides of my waist as if he didn't want to let go of me. I should be swatting his hands away but I don't and I don't know why. Both of us stood there staring into each other's eyes while breathing heavily for what felt like an eternity which in actual fact, was only for some moments. His grip then tightened for a few seconds before he decided to let go and go over to the wooden chair.

I gaped as I slowly processed what just happened while I calmed my heart. Finally being able to think straight, I realized what had gone down here. He picked me up like I was nothing and commanded me to not move like I'm some pet. I shut my eyes tight and tried to suppress my temper because there was no point in lashing out. If he was successful in getting that door open, then I don't ever have to talk to him again. So, I held back.

Concentrating on Hunter, I saw him pick up the wooden chair and take a swing at the door. The sudden booming noise made me flinch in fear as I hid my face behind my arms. After a few seconds of silence, I moved my arms away slowly to find Hunter staring at me with concern laced in his grey eyes.

"You okay?" He asked.

Realizing that I was scared for nothing, I cleared my throat and nodded to which he nodded back. I felt mortified because I just acted like the damsel in distress when I was supposed to be the strong female. I was thankful for the darkness that filled the room because it hid my reddened cheeks perfectly well.

Hunter tried to open the door by taking a swing at it using the wooden chair again. But the door did not budge like it didn't the first time he tried. He continued taking swings at it but it was clear that was inevitable.

"Stop, it isn't working. We have to try something else." I said as I walked over to him.

He sighed as he stopped and put the wooden chair down. "What do you suggest?"

I looked around again, hoping I could find something else that was powerful enough to knock the door down. I moved my gaze back to Hunter when I couldn't find anything. That's when it hit me.

"You!" I pointed my finger at him.

He raised an eyebrow. "Me? What did I do?"

"You can knock that door down," I said as the hope started to develop in my chest.

"And how will I do that?"

"Using your strength, obviously."

"You want me to risk my precious biceps for this?" He said holding his biceps with a worried look.

I rolled my eyes. I definitely do not miss his stupidly dramatic attitude.

"You'll be fine," I said as I crossed my arms.

"Okay, I know you think I have remarkably strong muscles and a large, heavy, and sexy body that can beat down a door." He said with much smugness making me roll my eyes once again. "But it won't work because this door is made out of iron. And that means it's basically impossible to knock it down."

All the hope I had in me vanished the second he mentioned 'iron'. This can't be it. There has to be some other way.

"We can just wait it out, you know?" said Hunter casually.

His words baffled me. "You're just going to give up? We didn't even try anything else. Heck, we didn't think about our available options!"

"It's probably not going to work anyway. I'm just saving both of our energies."

"You're being ridiculous, Hunter. I'm not going to give up so easily. I won't. I can't."

"Fine! Do whatever you want then."

A sudden wave of irritation hit me. "You know, you're stuck here as well. You can also try and figure out a way to get us out of here. Why am I the only one trying?"

Hunter's jaw tightened as he glared at me. "Why are you unnecessarily picking a fight right now?"

"I'm not. I'm just saying that you should also try to find a way out of here. You know, use your brain for once?" I said knowing that I was pushing his buttons.

He scoffed. "You and I both know who's the one who actually uses their brain here."

"Oh, is that so? Last time I checked, you used your brain for.....oh, never."

"The last time you checked was three months ago. Anything can happen in three months, Hera." He said stepping closer to me.

I see what he's doing. I see what game he's playing. Well, guess what ex-boyfriend? Two can play this game.

I went for the bold move by taking one step closer. "You're right. Anything can happen. For one, I could be doing so much better than how I was doing three months ago." I lied spitefully.

He tensed up at my words but quickly covered it up with his rage as he closed the gap between us. "Oh? You're doing so much better with fucking Newt?" He scoffed.

The lines on my forehead disappeared momentarily as the realization hit. Does Hunter think I'm with Newt? This is news to me. He knows I never liked Newt that way and that he is just a brother-like best friend to me. I mean, I could understand why he would think that but I still can't help but feel disappointed that he would assume I am dating Newt. I was about to correct him and defend myself when he spoke again.

"Well, we all know that this won't last." He said as he gave me a scorching look.

His words made the blood in my veins boil. Screw correcting him, this is war.

"Now you're what? Some kind of a relationship psychic? Who are you to tell me that it won't last, huh? Who are you, Hunter?" I looked directly into his eyes as our faces were just a few centimeters away. "That's right. You're no one. You're a nobody."

Registering what I had just said, the regret crawled into me instantaneously. That was a low blow, even for me. Even if I hate him, I knew I shouldn't have said something so hurtful that will most probably haunt him mentally.

The anguish on his face became apparent as his eyes displayed a mix of sadness and disappointment. But he swallowed back all his emotions as soon as it came and replaced it with fury.

"You're a bitch, Hera." He said with a venomous tone and turned around to walk away.

I deserved that.