Epiphany

Chapter 49 : A Fallen Star

A/n : 10k+ words ... (Surprise)

I know it will be hard for you guys to comment on this chapter because of it's length but if possible then please do it ... It took so much effort to pour out my emotions while writing this chapter😢. (I won't make longer chapters from now on, it's just I want this plot to end in a single chapter that's why... sorry)

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Author's P.O.V.

"Please tell me you didn't mess something up," Mason says.

Michael rolls his eyes and gives Mason a look of pure exasperation. "If I fucked up, then why did he call you ?"

Mason rolls his eyes as well. "Maybe because you drag my name into your problems again ?"

"Will you stop assuming, please ?" Michael looks at him blankly.

"Oh, obviously, why not ? It's not like we're standing outside a lion's den, just waiting to get caught in its claws, right ?" Mason says, sarcastically.

"You are so annoying," Michael mutters.

"At least I'm sane enough to know that I haven't done anything wrong recently," Mason says, raising his hands in mock surrender.

Michael smirks. "Oh, really? Well, then, who wrote 'Fuck you' on Mrs. Cummin's car?"

Mason's eyes widen. "How do you know about that ?"

Michael smirks again. "I'm your brother. I know everything about you."

Mason rolls his eyes. "She deserved that."

Michael frowns. "Why ? She's just back from a three-month honeymoon. What did she do to piss you off ?"

Mason mutters, "She asked where Olivia was, and when Mia told her about Olivia's accident, she said Olivia deserved it because she was rude to everyone and that karma was catching up to her."

Michael's eyes widen, and his jaw clenches in anger.

"What the fuck ?"

"Exactly," Mason sighs.

"Let's go and paint her house too," Michael says, gritting his teeth as he glares into the distance.

Mason smirks. "Dy already did that."

Michael frowns. "Why ?"

"What do you mean, why ?"

"I mean, why would he do that ?"

Mason rolls his eyes. "Because he cares about Olivia too."

Michael narrows his eyes. "Are you sure he's not in love with Olivia?"

Mason's head snaps toward Michael. "No... what are you talking about? He's not interested in Olivia."

Michael shrugs. "Just checking."

Mason quickly shakes his head. "No... he only thinks of Olivia as a friend. Don't worry."

Michael nods but then suddenly smirks. "You know what?"

Mason raises an eyebrow. "What?"

"Sometimes I think Jack is right about you two being a couple—"

"Shut up, or I'll sew your mouth shut while you sleep," Mason threatens.

Michael laughs, raising his hands in mock surrender.

Mason rolls his eyes. "Stop laughing... Now I'm getting anxious, thinking about why Will called us."