Hectic and Chaos

Rejection

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Monday ➨ Hectic and Chaos, and Her Wolf
Tuesday ➨ Together
Wednesday ➨ Dying Under a Gun/ The Gap Between Us
Thursday ➨ Tears of a Ghost
Friday  ➨ Mayhem/ Foreign Love
Saturday ➨ Smooth Criminal / readers choice to what book
Sunday ➨ A teachers Lust, and A war with the Devil

I was late with yesterday update so I'm updating it today. This year I will be trying to update on time.

November 16, 2018
3:22 p.m.

MASON POV:

I watched as Raven paced back and forth with an annoyed look on her face.

Gabe stood up from her bed. "Okay I'm going to go get some food for us so we can calm down."

Gabe told me what happened and Raven and her family was on the edge. Lucifer locked himself in his room not talking to anyone. Not even his mom and Ayden. Jasper was now trapped in Nathan room because Nathan didn't want him to leave. Natalia was trying to get answers from Lucifer aunts and their mom was in the kitchen with a worried look.

Raven shook her head. "I can't eat at time like this." Gabe sighed but nodded his head. "Well I'm going to get some coffee." He left out the room not saying anything else.

"So why the annoyed look?" I sat in her beanbag chair let my body relax.

She gave me a side eye. "Did you really just ask me that." I shrugged my shoulders before looking up at the ceiling. "Well there is multiple reason why you can give any annoyed look because of this. You could be annoyed that he even thought about coming here. It could be because you didn't help Lucifer jump him. Annoyed you didn't get a hit in. Annoyed they didn't tell your mom he got out. The list goes on."

"You wouldn't understand." My eyes followed the drawing on the ceiling as she talked.

If they ever move this would be upsetting to leave. The drawings were either very colorful or different shades of black. They all had a common theme. Complete Chaos. They were raw but also illustrated with so many emotions. They told a story of some sort and they were connected in a way.

"You're absolutely right. When it comes to a situation like this I know and understand very little. But that doesn't mean I'm not willing to listen and learn." I sat up and looked at her.

"I don't want to talk about it right now." She turned towards me. I gave her a nod and got up.

"Well I have to use my secret weapon then." She looked at me confused as I came towards her. She back up to her bed and I took the chance. I fell right on her making us land on her bed. "Come on Mason." She groaned under me. "Sorry gravity is really kicking my ass."

She laughed while still trying to push me off of her. "You are not light." I laughed. "Really I thought I was light as a feather."

"Bullshit! You weigh like a ton." I pouted and started to fake cry. "You just called me fat."

"Yes now get up." She tried to crawl from under me.

I lifted my head and looked at her. She stopped moving and looked at me. She broke the eye contact and looked at my arms that were holding me up so all my weight wasn't on her. "You have a lot of tattoos." Her finger traced a tattoo that went up my arm.

"I'm addicted." I watched her.

"To the pain or work of it?" She traced another tattoo but this one went over the scars on my arm.
"Would you believe me if I said both."