So, Who Are You...And Why AreYou Sitting On My Couch?

So, Who Are You...And Why Are You Sitting On My Couch? _-Chapter 6-_

Recap:

"What?" I said shyly. I had a light blush to my cheeks now.

"You know, You're really pretty." Mason's dad said. I looked at him puzzled. Mason made a sound that sounded like a low growl.

Chapter 6 story start

"Out." Mason Pointed out of the front door and hiw father looked back then back down at me.

"No." He said

"I want to talk to you." His dad stepped outside and so did mason.

*Mason's P.O.V.*

"She is much more hot than I thought she'd be." My dad said. I just glared at him. I realized I really liked Della this morning in the shop. The way she was with the little kids in the shop. Her flashy smile. My dad Isn't going to set a finger on her.

"When did they let you out?" I asked. he still had six months left.

"Last friday. For good behavior." A corrupted grin spread accross his mouth. I Cannot belive that my mother is still deniying what he did! Blair herself willnot be alone with him anymore. He isn;t a man. Hes a monster.

"Don;t touch her, father." I said coldly. He nodded and went back inside. I grabbed the back of his shirt, went in before him, shut the door on his face, and locked it.

*Della's P.O.V.*

What! All I could hear were murmmered(sp) voices.How was I supposed to know what theywere talking about!? Go, I hate ti when this happens.

Mason came through the door and locked it and then wrapped his arms around my waist. What was he doing? He came down and kissed the top of my head. I pushed him away.

"What are you doing?" I whispered so Blair couldn't hear.

"Don't go out of my sight." he whispered back and finally let go of me. Huh?Now i was confused! not fair!

"I think it's time we left." mason's mother motioned Blair out the door. Now it was Just me, My parents and Mason.

"What just happend?" i asked. my Mom looked down and Chancler looked me in the eyes.

"My dad used to be in prision." Mason answered. What did that have to do with anything?

"He, he used to do things to my sister." I looked at him and his eyes were becoming clouded with unshed tears.

"And they still let him be near her?" i asked. Mason nodded.

'I promised myself I wouldn't let him do that to anyone else that i actually cared about." He covered his mouth with his hand after that. I smirked. What a loser. he couldn't go without caring about me? Does he wnat this to end like those Quizilla stories? ha, if he thinks that is going to happen then he better think again.

I walked down the hall and into my room. I locked my door and turned my ipod as loud as it would go in its docking station.

"Della!" My mom shouted through the door. I tuned her out and collapsed onto my bed. I Hate Every Thing About You by Three Days Grace pounded through my walls.The windows shook with the force of the sound waves. My mothersshouting turned into a whisper and i heard the front door slam shut. I went out of my room and into the living room. Jaycee was sitting on the couch.

"Mason?" I called out. I looked around. No one was here. I went back in my bedroom and went to the bathrrom to take a shower. Mason was sitting on the floor, his bloodstained shirt was sitting in tatters on the floor next to him.

"Mason?" I said softly. He looked up. His eyes were streaming black were his eyeliner smuged. The sad look on his face would never been rinsed out of my head.

"Mason, Honey whats wrong?" He got up and washed his wrists in the sink.

"Mason?" I whispered and he turned around.

"Im sorry.." He applogized and then mummbled something I didn't understand. He picked up his shirt and wiped down his chest. AHHH!!! He has abs! *melt*

Sorry this is serious. He threw his shirt into the trashcan and took off his pants...and then threw thoes in the trash to.

"Next time can you please warn me before you strip naked?" He mummled something else.

"Mason?" I was beginning to get worried. What if he was going into shock? He was about to pull off his boxers when I set my hands on his hips to keep them up.

"Mason, what are you doing?" I asked him.

"Taking a shower." He said quietly.

"Well you could have told me to get out." He nodded and put his hands around my waist. He pulled me into a lung crushing hug.

"Mason?" He looked down at me.

"Can you let go?" He backed up.

"Sorry." He said rubbing the back of his neck.I looked down at his hands. Scars spread accross them. I started to turn around and get out so he could take a shower but he just pulled me back into him.

"No, stay." I nodded and laid my head against his chest. he kissed the top of my head and just held me there for a while.

That's when I heard the BANG! it was muffled but still pretty lound. I ran into the living room and out sinde into the night....In the middle of the road lay a body. I stepped closer and noticed it twitching.

"DELLA!" It mannaged to murmmer. I looked closer and under the yellow of the street lamp I saw Matts pale face. He was sitting a puddle of his blood. Great, one more person to worry about.