Benji wanted to try focusing on healing her mind and body after an abusive relationship with her now ex-husband. Her best friend, Sarah takes her in and helps her readjust given her condition. When work whisks her away suddenly, Sarah calls in an ol...
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Benji
I don't know how long Mason let me sit there before I finally responded "Really?" he nodded, squeezing my hand that he'd taken "I... I've been putting this off for a while because... Well, to tell you the truth I wasn't supposed to come here at all." He said. I tilted my head "I offered to go to this meeting for my boss instead, then I cashed in all my PTO to stay here." He confessed.
He took a deep breath then hesitates long enough to hear my heart break "Well it turns out I killed so much at the meeting I'm being promoted" he said with a smile. His eyes looked obviously hollow, like his heart wasn't in his words at all "So that's a pretty huge deal" I force a smile and sign "Mason, that's wonderful, its huge for you." He nodded "Bigger than I realized actually, they're flying me back tomorrow." He said.
He saw my expression sink and held out a hand "I-I know its super last minute, what with Sarah and your brother being out of town." He said. I sighed and nodded "It is ... but I can find someone to babysit me, its fine." He shook his head "I already called your Dad... He cussed me out so I called your Mom" he explained, reaching out for my hand.
He laced our fingers together slowly and squeezed them tightly as I squeezed in turn "I just... I want to say thank you for allowing me back into your life, after what I did I know I didn't deserve it, not one bit and I feel like a small part of you regrets it." He said. I shook my head and smiled up at him "I could never regret you" I said, locking my eyes with him as I did. He slowly smiled at me, I reached up and cupped his cheek, stroking it with my thumb as we sat in silence. He cleared his throat after a peaceful minute or two, "Well, no tears damn it, I want a proper going away party" he said teasingly.
I giggled and looked around pretending to think when an idea hit me, I checked the clock, about five in the evening. I smirked at him "Whens your flight?" he slowly signed back "Afternoon flight, thank Christ, why?" he asked. I pointed upstairs "Go get dressed" I signed and stood, taking him with me "Where are we going?" I just held a finger to my lips.
He scoffed and tugged me back into his chest "How will I know what to wear?" he asked, I rolled my eyes "I pick yours, you pick mine?" he nodded "I like that" he said, going into my room as I go into his. I go through his things, which were already on his bed in a clumpy pile of dirty clothes and some neatly folded.
I pulled out some jeans, a black band tee and a leather jacket, he'd worn it before. As I flattened out the jacket I felt something in the breast pocket and checked it to find an old photo booth. I flattened it out to see a teenaged me and Mason, the camera was terrible to our complexion and our hair both looked greasy.
I had him in a headlock and was 'biting' his head, ugh, we were actual monsters then, after this we snuck into the theater to see some movie he wanted to see. Hearing him leave my room I put it back in his pocket and step out "Comfy shoes" I signed. I walked into my room to find an olive-green long-sleeved shirt with a black overall skirt, some stockings and some shoes.
