Finding 4

Chapter 34

Marley

I wake up to the sound of my phone ringing. My eyes slowly peel open and my brain kickstarts on. I groan when I check the time and realize it's two in the morning.

The number flashing across my screen is an unknown number...from Tennessee. Normally I would ignore these calls, but I feel like I should answer this one.

"Hello?" I question groggily when I click answer and bring it to my ear.

"Marley?" I know that voice.

That's Mason's mom.

She sounds like she's been crying.

I sit up straight in my bed, extremely confused and a lot worried.

"Mrs. Heather?" I question.

"Hey honey," she sniffles. "Uhm...I have some news, and I know you and Mason aren't together anymore but I still thought you'd like to know what happened."

My brows furrow together as I listen to her speak. What is going on?

"Uhm, last week," her voice shakes, "We found Mason in his room. He had overdosed."

For some reason the news hits me harder than a truck. Mason overdosed. Yeah sure, he was a terrible boyfriend, maybe even a bad person, but that doesn't mean I want him dead.

"He's been in the hospital all week, but..." the sound of crying fills my ears. "He passed this morning."

All of those text messages. The calls. Those were his cry for help and I ignored them. I ignored him.

I don't say anything back into the line. My hand falls away from my ear, and I find myself staring at the wall in front of me in shock.

Mason is dead.

Not just dead, but he committed suicide.

And it's all my fault.

He was calling me, he was texting me, he was trying to stop it. Even before that, with the drinking, and the partying. He was going it all for an escape, and I didn't even notice.