[center][h1][color=007236]Hunter Monroe[/color][/h1][/center]

There is rarely an occasion where Hunter will raise his voice, in fact the only time he really speaks his mind is when he is really drunk. So the next few moments were interesting. Hunter stopped for a moment to let Delilah finish her rant, then he was going to attempt to calmly express himself. Which in his state may not last long at all. "[color=007236]Okay the, now that you are done it's my turn to complain and rant like a little kid.[/color]" He said in a mocking voice. "[color=007236]First off, I want to point out that both Hunter, and Monroe are very common names. Chances are there is at least one if not more Hunter Monroe's.[/color]" He clapped his hands together attempting to keep a happy face on. "[color=007236]I would also like to point out that I did get jail time! But not from hitting you with my car. No, I got jail time for driving drunk to get you bloody ass to the DAMN HOSPITAL![/color]" Then he snapped. "[color=007236]Don't get me wrong! I know I am not perfect! But I tried! I was more then willing to take my punishment for what I did to you! I DID IN FACT! The only reason that I am not in prison now is because I begged your white collar daddy to please stop ruining my FUCKING LIFE! I lost everything from  that day! I had to stop paying bills just to pay for a damn lawyer! I had to sell anything I had of value to pay for that lawyer against him! All I had left was the piece of fucking shit car that I won in a damn demolition DERBY![/color]" His heart was racing, he was pretty sure it skipped a few beats. He wasn't sure if he was yelling or not, and at this point he didn't care.

His hands started following him as he continued his rant. "[color=007236]BUT! I suppose you wouldn't understand having to crawl your way from absolutely nothing now would you? You spoiled little BRAT! If you wanted something all you had to do was complain to daddy and he would get it for you! You know what I had to do if I wanted something more then my meals and rent? I WORKED FOR DAMN WEEKS! IF NOT MONTHS TO GET IT! If I couldn't afford rent or food I couldn't go beg my parents for money, no. I had two choices then, go beg my friends or sleep in my damn car until I had the money again![/color]" He was about to continue, though his blood pressure and the contents in his stomach disagreed. 

After stopping himself from throwing up he decided he wasn't done yet. He realized that he was making things worse, but if he didn't say what he was thinking now he thought he never would. "[color=007236]I also want to point out that I was in that damn hospital well your "Daddy" was off doing who knew what![/color]" He thought deep down maybe he was traveling on the way, but that was besides the point. "[color=007236] AND YES! You have your reasons to be mad! I don't fucking blame you! But next time you decide to mention what people "Deserve", Think about the fact that most people, actually work a shit ton of hours just to even hope to get something decent.[/color]" He was nodding in self approval. "[color=007236]Also before I forget I think I found some of your makeup in my car, I tried to call about that but you blocked my number and you dad said if I go near you again I could expect to see worse then the last court case. Also, I am not that drunk yet. I am going through AA now so HA! I FUCKING WIN![/color]" He was really drunk, if that could be used to describe it.