Center of My Hatred

11 - (Annnd, I don't have a title for this either XD)

Kaelynn's P.O.V.

Since that night, I've started hanging out with Mason even more. We made sure his girlfriend wasn't around wherever we were. It's not like we were seeing each other behind her back! We're not even seeing each other! But, I now see him as a friend. A good friend.

Rebecca hasn't talked to me ever since that day. I would be lying if I said I didn't really care if our friendship has ended. I really miss her, even though I've only known her for a little over a week. She was nice to be with.

"So, what's up with you and Reba?" Mason asked while we were strolling in a park.

"What do you mean?" I questioned, kicking at a rock in front of me.

"Why aren't you two hanging out anymore?"

Shrugging, I avoided eye-contact with him, something I happen to do a lot of. Usually, he'll just brush it off, but he hasn't recently. "Tell me, Kay," he urged, poking my side.

"There's nothing to tell," I lied, trying my hardest not to giggle, because I was ticklish in my sides. And Mason knew this, somehow.

"Tell me or I will tickle you in this park right now," Mason threatened. He had his hands out and ready for action.

My eyes widened at his words, and I shook my head. "Nononononono! I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"

Mason had a pleased look on his face, and he lowered his hands. "Go on."

I sighed, wondering where I should start. I didn't want to mention parts of myself that he doesn't know yet, like I get panic attacks, and the whole fire-rubbing thing, and the constant sightings of Brian. But, maybe I should say something about that stuff, since the reason of Rebecca and I's ruined friendship was because of me not telling her the neccessary things.

"Well, it started when I passed out because of something I don't remember, and--" I started off fast, but Mason cut me off through my lying.

"I want the truth," he demanded.

Hanging my head in defeat, I muttered to him that we should go in more secluded place, and he suggested his house. I agreed, and followed him there, trying to form the right things to say when I finally tell him. The last thing I wanted (and needed) was for him to not handle that, and run and tell everybody that I'm a freak.

"Kaelynn?" Mason questioned, as we sat on his comfy, leather couch.

"What?" I muttered, still thinking.

"I'm ready for whenever you want to tell me. Just wanted to let you know."

Awww! He's so sweet! Such an amzing guy to be around, let me tell you!

"Okay," I sighed. "I'm ready."

Mason smiled to let me know he was listening.

"It started a bit after I had woken up from my coma after the car crash. I had these visions of the accident, and would feel a burning sensation throughout my body, and I felt as if I needed to rub myself to...extinguish them. Sounds weird, I know, but I can't seem to stop it. And after she died, it got worse. Yeah, I can almost always control the visions, but I could never control the rubbing thing. Then, I would keep having panic attacks. They happen when I'm under pressure, stress, or anything that has to deal with the accident or anything. And then, I keep seeing my mom's boyfriend--well, ex-boyfriend-- everywhere. Then, my nerves would be off the walls, and who kmows what would happen to me?"

I was now rubbing my arm, not looking at Mason. I didn't want to see his reaction to my mental problems. But, I continued.

"Then, one day, I was at Rebecca's house. We had taken a walk, and happened to go to her house. She went in the kitchen to fix us some drinks, and I was left in her living room all by myself. I looked out the window to see my mom's ex-boyfriend walking towards the house. I started freaking out, making myself have a panic attack. When I woke up, Becky wondered if I was okay, and started asking questions about what happened and why it happened. I didn't tell her because I couldn't. At the time, I though she would see me as a freak, and I would have lost her. So, I ran out, and I guess she was mad about that. So...yeah."

Silence hung in the air for a few moments, me not focusing my attention on anything in particular. Until Mason said, "Wow."

"I'm a weirdo," I whispered, hanging my head in shame.

"Hey, hey, hey! No, you're not! C'mere, it's okay." Mason brung me into a hug, and I hugged him back. He wore the same cologne from the night we had dinner together, and I buried my head in his neck.

"Everybody has atleast one blemish about themselves. Hey, I do too."

I scoffed. "As if. You're perfect."

Mason chuckled, and I felt the vibrations from his neck. "I'm far from it."

"How?"

"...I have too many to say right now. But, believe me, I have them too. For instance, I'm heir to a wealthy family, hence the reason I have this house."

I removed my head from under him, so I could look him in the eye. "How is that a problem?"

"Because. People use me for money. That's why I hardly tell people. I usually lie about it and all."

"Does your girlfriend know?" I asked, fumbling with his collar.

"Nope. But, she can take a hint."

"Then, why did you tell me?"

"Because...I have this sort of connection with you. I don't know what it is, but I feel drawn to you."

"So, that's why you tackled me the day we met?" I asked in a monotone voice.

Mason scratched the back of his head. "That was an accident."

"Uh-huh. Sure." I playfully rolled my eyes, then sighed.

Mason twirled a lock of my hair. "You should go apologize to Reba."

"Rebecca," I corrected. "And, yeah. I will. Thanks for listening."

"Girl, you don't have to thank me. I'll be here for you."

I smiled at him, and he smiled back. I was about to say something else, when the front door slammed, and somebody shouted,

"MASON MCDANIEL! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?"

I fell to the ground, and turned to find the last person I wanted to see. Regina.

A/N: Dun dun dunnnnnnn! Just kidding! XD

There's another cover-thingy. I didn't know what else to put. :D

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