Gifted

Chapter 15

Bret's POV

I was sitting on a really uncomfortable chair that i'm sure has my butt print in it by now. I have sitting here for two freaking hours waiting for Mason to come out of that office. She said she would be right back and she left me here on this chair. I'm not a kid she can just put on time out! I have rights! I demand she come out of that office right now and take me to New York!

The knob turned (Not that way you sick minded people. Ugh, kids these days) and Mason walked out of the office. She was pale, well she's always pale. As in, like, vampire pale.

"Time to go." She said emotionlessly. She bent down at the waist to grab her backpack. Woah, that is a nice view. Wait, stop thinking like that, she is, like, your boss now. She jumped up and turned around to see me staring at her with a kind of constipated look. "Were you staring at my butt." She said crossing her arms over her chest. OMG, don't look at her chest, Bret! Focus man, focus.

"No." I said with a matter of factly tone. I crossed my arms and looked away defiantly. I heard her sigh and shake her head. I also heard her mutter a number of colourful words and what sounded like, 'typical guy.'

"Grab your bag, we're leaving for New York. Next flight leaves in 15 minutes." I grabbed my bag ans swung it over my shoulder. I rushed to catch up to Mason who was walking very fast with her long strides. Did I mention she has nice, long legs as well. Mmm, FOCUS! Keep walking, only look in front of you. I caught up to her, I noticed that I was about a half a foot taller than her. Her long dyed black hair was ironed flat and the red streaks framed her thin, pale face. She was wearing a black graphic tee with a picture of a wolf on it with a black hoodie over top. Her ensamble was completed with black skinny jeans and combat boots that clicked against the linolium floor.

We reached the doors to the hospital and I took my forst breath of fresh air in over a week. I was savoring the cool breeze and green grass when I noticed Mason had sauntered over to a large black motorcycle. She grabbed a red helmet and slid it on her head, she reached behind her and pulled out a black helmet with orrange flames on the edges. She motioned for me to come over with her hand and she tossed me the helmet.

"Put it on and climb on." She demanded. I slid the tight helmet on and did the buckle under my chin. Mason started up the bike. It roared to life beneath her and I jumped back in surprise. Call me crazy but I have never been on a bike before. She laughed when she saw my expression. "You scared? Huh, you never been on a big, bad bike beofre." I felt like a total noob when I nodded. She chuckled again. "Well, get on. We don't have all day." I swung my leg over the black beast and wrapped my arms around her small waist. Hey, this isn't so bad. That was my last thought before we were racing down the street.

I was screaming like a wee school girl on the inside, but on the outside I was screaming like a grown man. A big, buff grown man at that. We came to a stop in front of a building that was what I assumed was the airport. There was a big plane with the words New York one the side in big red letters. It was monstrous, and it was taking off.

"I thought we were getting on that plane." I yelled over the sound of the planes.

"I said the next flight was taking off in 15 minutes. I never said we were getting on that plane." She responded. She took her helmet off and placed on the seat of the bike and grabbed her bag. I did the same and followed her to a small cargo plane. It had the words Warner printed on the side. "This is my baby." Mason said, patting the side of the plane affectionately.

"We are flying in that thing. You are driving that thing?" I asked. She fake gasped and put a hand on her chest in mock hurt.

"You doubt me? ME?" She laughed. She took a big step and climbed in the plane. A second later it started up. She popped her head out and motioned me to come into the plane. I hesatated for a second but decided to get in. "Just set your bag anywhere and take a seat. Make yourself comfortable, take a nap if you want. We will take off in two minutes." Mason said and held up two of t=her fingers to emphasize her point. I nodded and took her advise and fell instantly asleep.

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~four hours later~

I woke up to see myself surrounded by a car. I bolted upright and noticed Mason Sitting a seat away from me. She looked over and smiled. "Morning sleeping ugly. Have a nice nap?" I rolled my eyes and nodded. "Good. Well, welcome to New York." She said spreading her arms wide. I looked out the window to see large buildings zooming by. I had never seen buildings that big before. I couldn't help it, my jaw dropped. I quickly snapped it up.

"You want to explore?" She asked. I nodded. "Stop the car!" She shouted and the car came to a halt. We climbed out and she mumbled something to the driver. "Okay, the hotel we are staying at is about a mile away. We can just wander around for a while." We wondered around in silence for the longest time just sight seeing. I was having the time of my life when I heard Mason gasp. I lokked over in the direction she was looking and saw a butcher shop. There were live piglets on display at the window. The sign read, 'Pick a Piggy. Pick it up Tomorrow.' I assumed it meant to choose the pig you wanted butchered and then they would do the dirty work and you would get the meat the next day.

"Oh no they didn't." Mason said, a look of pure disgust etched onto every feature. "Come on Bret, we are going to save a piggy." She grabbed my elbow and led me iin the direction of the shop. She stopped at the window and poointed to a pure pink piglet. "We are saving that pig. He will be mine and I shall name him Squoinkers." She said, holding her head up high. She walked into the shop, a bell rung to anounce out entrace and she went to the pig crate. She picked up 'Squoinkers' in her arms and walked to the counter.

"Can I help you?" a sweaty, greasy looking guy behind the counter asked. He looked Mason up and down and must've liked what he saw because he smiled an aweful rotten teeth smile.

"Yes, how much for the pig?" Mason asked, getting right to the point.

The smile disapeared when he realized what she was here for. "Fifty dollars for a pickup tomorrow." The man sneered.

"I don't want the meat. I want the pig. The live pig." Mason said, clutching 'Squoinkers' to her chest.

"We don't do that here. If you don't buy meat, you get out." The man said, standing uo taller and trying to look intimidating.

"I'm not taking no for an answer." Mason said, with an evil look in her eye.

'You see this button here?" The man asked, pointing to a big red button on the counter. "This buttom here will notify the police if you don't leave now." He corssed his fat arms over his chest with a look of triumph.

"I'm not leaving without the pig." Mason's look could kill at the moment. The mans frown increased and he reahed for the button. With moves quick as lighning she slapped his hand away. She'd really done it now. The man lunged for the botton. Mason jumped on the counter and jammed her elbow into the back of his neck, knocking him out cold. His limp hand reached the button before either of us to react. An alarm started to blare and the pigs started to squeal.

"Take Squoinkers and run." Mason shouted. I did as she asked and booked it out of the shop with the pig in my arms. Oh great, now I'm running through a city I have no knowledge of with a freaking pig.

I sprant down the road to the car then looked back to see if Mason was there. Unfortunately she wasn't. I set Squoinkers inside the car then spran. It back to butcher's shop.

"Mason!" I shouted inside the building. But no one was there the place was completely deserted. Even te pigs were gone.

"What the fuck?!" I shouted to myself. I looked around to see if she was in the back room, but nothing was there except for a few letters on the table.

"Now this is just great. Now I'm stuck in this city with a pig! And to be honest I don't even really no where I'm going," I sighed to myself

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Author's Note

In case you were wondering this chapter was brought to you by the wonderful mind of whattheduck. She was bugging me so much to write the next chapter that I told she could write it herself. So under my watchful eye she did so.... Here you go!

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