𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕊𝕒𝕕𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤. 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤

VI: Unwanted Son.

Chapter Six: Unwanted Son.
" Jesus Mom, you really are on Drugs! "

" That is no way to talk to your mom! Go to your Mason! "

Mac woke up. There wasn't a body against her so she assumed Mason had woken up. "Morning Mac" Tristan said. "Morning. Where's Mason?" Mac asked. "He went home, something about his Mom. I dropped him off, I can take you how if you want?" Tristan asked.

Mac always knew how to lie about her mom needing her. She wouldn't know if mason was lying but she figured he was, which is weird of her to think. "Please" Mac grabbed her phone "okay" Tristan and Mac walked out and to the car. Tristan dropped Mac off and watched her walk inside.

Mason on the other hand was waking back and forth in his room. His mom was most likely high or drunk. Mason walked to his sisters room. She wasn't home. He sighed and walked downstairs, his dog came running over to him. "Hey buddy" Mason patted his dogs head. "Mason!" His mom yelled. Mason rolled his eyes "Yea?" He asked. "Come here." She said.

Mason sighed and walked over to his mother. "Sit down." She pointed to the seat at the table. Mason sat down at the table. "So, this Mac girl, what's your deal with her?" She asked "Nothing" Mason said. "Mason. Tell me the truth." "It really is the truth, we're friends! Nothing more!" He explained. His mom scoffed and walked away.

His mom grabbed Masons phone and showed messages between him and Tristan and a message from Mac, asking if he was okay. Mason grabbed his phone from her. "Jesus Mom, you really are on drugs!" He yelled "That is no way to talk to your mom! Go to your room Mason!" She yelled back at him. "You know what! Fine, fuck off!" He yelled before going to his room.

          Private messages:
             Mac + Mason:

Mac: Mason, Tristan told me you went home, I just wanna know if your okay?

Mac: Mason? I'm worried.

Mac: Mason, hello? Are you okay.

Mason:Hi, sorry I didn't have my phone, yes, I'm okay!

Mac: Oh okay, that's good I was worried.

Mason: yea, I'm okay, but it's gotta go

Mac: okay, bye

Mason: bye.

         Private messages:
         Tristan + Mason:

Tristan: Mase?

Tristan: Mason

Tristan: Dude, Macs worried so I am to, Mason

Tristan: MASON THAMES

Mason: Sorry man, I was busy.

Tristan: you worried me man

Mason: sorry, I gotta pack for my dads, I'll call you after?

Tristan: Yea, Yea, of course.

Mason grabbed a bag from his closet and put some clothes in it. His parents were divorced. And most of the time, he spent with his dad. Mason grabbed a hoodie that Tristan had gotten him for his birthday a couple days ago.

Mason walked out of the house and waited for his dad. "Hey Mason" his dad said. "Hey dad" Mason smiled and sat up front in the car. "Doing okay?" He asked "Yea, you?" "I'm good, Brooke's at the house already" he said mason hummed and placed his AirPods in his ears.

His dad pulled into the driveway of his house and parked the car. Mason got out of the car and walked inside to his room at his dads house. He called Tristan. "Mason!" Tristan yelled "Hey Tristan, I'm at my dads sorry I didn't answer earlier" Mason apologized again.

"No need to apologize" Tristan smiled. "Thanks Tristan, look I gotta go, tell Mac not to worry about me, she doesn't need to" "I will man, bye" "bye" mason hung up and laid down on the bed.

Rey's words: HAHSGFJFJJFJRJF. Mason has a bad mom in this book and not irl, so I'm just gonna clear that up so bye bye