My Evil Way

Home Sweet Home

The trip back was boring I was asleep most of the time and Aron was reading his book, there was nothing special about it.

(Meredith)

—Hey mom, I am home—

(Amber)

—Now its when you think about saying hi? After we have been calling you all this time worried about you!—

(Meredith)

—Well mom I am sorry I was too busy having a normal life instead of being worried about my whole future and yours of course—

(Amber) —How dare you to talk to me like that?—

(Meredith)

—Sorry mom but after living so many years with my dad something must have sticked—

(Amber)

—You have exactly one second to get out of my house, come back once you change that bad attitude—

I get out of the house with my carry on and everything. I have no idea where to go but I am not going back, not today. I decide to go to the park at least I will be able to sit down and cool a little bit. On my way to the park I see Mason but I cant deal with that right now so I keep walking. After thirty minutes sitting down in the park Mason comes to me. Oh god, he really is handsome. He is wearing his usual back shirt but today instead of having his jeans he was wearing a sweat pant. And he seemed like he got a new tattoo too.

(Mason)

—Hey—

(Meredith)

—Hi—

(Mason)

—I wanted to apologize, I was an asshole with you, and you didn't deserved it—

(Meredith)

—Thank you—

(Mason)

—You ok?—

(Meredith)

—Besides the fact that I just got kicked out of my house, yes I am good—

(Mason)

—What happened?—

(Meredith)

—Honestly, I dont want to talk about it—

(Mason)

—All right, you wanna go to my place leave your stuff there and come with me, I want to spend some time together—

(Meredith)

—Yes, I really need to clear my mind—

We stood up together and when I was about to get my carry one Mason took it from me and lifted it himself.

(Meredith)

—Thank you—

(Mason)

—No problem—

The walk to his place is silent he kept looking at me as if making sure I was all right

(Meredith)

—I am ok seriously, you dont have to worry—

He nodded but he kept looking. When we got to his place we went straight to his bedroom he placed my stuff in his closet and on our way to the garage I could not stop looking at his house, it was so pretty. The walls were light green and some of the furniture of the living room was light yellow the floor was made of wood and the decorations were very rustic.