Before My Heart Stops

Chapter 4

"Hey! Wait. Detention isn't done. Get back in there!" I called after Mason while I ran over to him. I stood behind him, his back toward me, panting with my head down.

      Weird. I ran like 20, 30 feet. I shouldn't be out of breath this fast. I probably just need to work out more or something.

I looked up at Mason and he was looking down at me, staring. I couldn't get a read from his face of what he was thinking, but I think he had a hint of concern in his marvelous eyes.

I stood back up, breathing almost back to normal, and said to him, "Detention isn't over."

"And?" he replied, questioningly with annoyance.

"Which means that you should still be in there," I answered back, swiping my arm to the library's doors about 30 feet away. "I have to make you be good and act better. Which means not breaking the rules by leaving detention before it is over." At that he rolled his eyes and stared up at the ceiling.

    "Don't you roll your eyes at me," I then pointed my finger at him and put my other hand on my hip. "If you weren't such a trouble maker I wouldn't have to be here with you telling you what to do." Then he looked back at me, straight in the eyes, and rolled his eyes again. I glared at him.

He rolled his eyes at me on purpose. He is truly unbelievable. What is his problem? I'm just trying to help him but whatever. I don't care. If he is going to act like a brat all the time, I am not going to help him.

With that thought in my mind, I shoved past him and started to walk to the parking lot to my car. I wanted to go home. I was tired and felt like lying down and taking a nap.

I got to my car and got into the driver's side seat. Immediately, I shut the door and started the car. Then I looked up to the windshield and saw Mason standing in front of my car with his hands in his hoody's  pockets and his hair slightly covering his eyes.

What now. I then rolled down my window.

"What's your problem?" he spat.

"What's MY problem. What's
YOUR problem?!" I shot back loudly.

"What do you mean?" he
replied back with a frozen look.

"Why are you acting like whoever talks to you is out to get you. You need a reality check. No ones out to get you!" I answered back. Mason's face expression changed then. It wasn't cold anymore but I didn't know what I saw. I think I could see something dark hidden deep in his unique eyes that he didn't want anyone to see. But it only lasted an instant before his cold expression came back.

Then he turned around and walked away to, I'm guessing, his car and got in and drove away out of the almost empty parking lot.

      After that, I drove away too heading home and thinking of what dark secret lied deep within Mason Wyatt and if I can help him bloom into a better person from his deep hidden darkness.
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