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CHAPTER SIX | PLAN B

CHAPTER SIX | PLAN B

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IT HAS NOW BEEN TWO HOURS OF BLAIR DRIVING, SHE LEFT EARLY THIS MORNING, NOT BOTHERING TO WAKE ANYONE UP.

She was driving through Lynchburg now, desperately looking for a gas station to make a stop. She pulled over when she saw one.

As Blair got out of her car to refill the gas, her phone rang. It was Mason.

He had been calling her since 8AM non-stop.

It's currently 10AM and she hung up, again. Blair noticed that Mason had sent her two voice messages, she decided she could at least listen to them since she isn't planning to pick up his calls.

9:13 AM, 1 VOICE MESSAGE FROM 'Mase'

"Uh hey, I didn't think you would actually leave, but you did. I understand. You don't wanna get involved in any of this and just wanna get out and live your life as you did when we were in the pack last year. I get it, it was easier. But I really need to do this, Blair. I need to break the curse and it would mean so much more for me if you were here. Please call me back, I need you."

10:00 AM, 1 VOICE MESSAGE FROM 'Mase'

"Blair I know you're tired of my calls, but I think Damon and Stefan are up to something, call me as soon as you can, I need help."

Blair rolled her eyes and locked her phone, if he needed help then he can go ahead and call whoever the hell was helping him break the curse, for all she cares.

She had other plans. She was planning on going to Florida in hopes of finding her pack.

Her and Mason were a part of a pack before leaving to Mystic Falls, Mason promised Blair that they would return to the pack after he finishes everything in Mystic Falls and now Blair found out what it is he needs to finish.

She wasn't going to wait for him, she decided to find her pack again all by herself.

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

The air was heavy with tension. Mason painfully fought against chains that held him in a chair.

Damon with a grin etched across his face, confronted Mason with wolfsbane in his right hand. Jeremy, behind Mason silently observed the unfolding torment.

Each touch of wolsbane were drawing guttural groans and cries from Mason. His face glistened with sweat, mirroring the torment etched across his features.

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