𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 • 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

can we talk? p.2

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"Why don't you answer my calls?" Candice fought as soon as you opened the door to your apartment for her to enter. "You haven't talked to me in a week."

"Sorry." You spoke and closed the door, walking to the couch and lying down, exactly as you were before getting up to open the door. 

"What happened?" 

"Nothing."

"Y/N!"

"I don't want to talk about it." 

"But you have to, I'm your best friend." She whimpered and sat down next to you. "You and Mason were fighting in the street, Woody can't talk to him, Declan can't either and you two didn't go to Mexican night last night." 

You couldn't stop thinking about your fight, and for a week you woke up, went to work, came home, and ignored everyone. It was strange to think that you were sorry for the things that happened between you and Mason, you treated him so badly for so long that you didn't think he would be able to forgive you. 

Well, he treated you badly too. But you treated him worse.

"I always thought he never called me because he was a jerk, but he said I never left him my number or name." You closed your eyes, sighing. "I don't know how, but he never found the paper I left, it must have fallen or something like that."

"No way."

"I've hated him for all this time, and I feel so guilty because I accused him of terrible things he never did."

Don't you get tired of being a bitch?

"I can't believe that all this time you could have been friends, I always said you would be great together." Candice was outraged.

"Sometimes we can't help things, Candy, there's nothing I can do now."

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"You're telling me that she left her number but you never found it?" Lauren asked Mason, as Declan held Jude in his arms and the little boy slept soundly after dinner. Declan invited him to dinner because Mason had been missing since the fight with you, the one everyone witnessed, two weeks ago.

"That's basically it, and she treated me badly for so long because I never called. I'm not innocent, I was also stupid to her, but I didn't know why she hated me and I just followed the script."

"You two are idiots." Declan spoke quietly, and Mason nodded. He got up, grabbed his keys and cell phone, just wanting to go home because he had a headache and Mason has early training tomorrow. 

"It doesn't matter now, it's over."

"You like her." Lauren accused and Mason froze, not knowing what to say. "You were disappointed that she didn't leave her number because you liked her, and she liked you, so she hated that you didn't call. If you didn't have feelings for each other, you wouldn't fight the way you did for a year."

"I don't like her, Lauren." 

"So you swear to me that in all this time you didn't think of her as anything more than a friend?" Mason was quiet. What could he say? Lauren likes to touch the wound and she seems to know him very well. "I knew it."