Mason and I are sitting on the couch, we are watching tv and acting like zombies. Meaning I was staring at the ceiling and brainless staring at the tv. I have no idea what's even on. I was getting to the point of bored that I was going to explode . I sat up and faced Mason, he was so cute. As cute as a mushroom. I wonder if he has ever been on shrooms.
"Mason...?" I asked.
"...........................yes..........." He said still is zombie mode. I pouted, I wanted his attention. Hmm... I crawled over to him and straddled him.
"Mason?"
"........." He was still in zombie mode . Fuck, it. I slapped him.
"OW!" Mason yell.
"Yay! He's alive!" I said.
"Nope, I'm a zombie rawr," He bite my neck, I gasped.
"Wait! Later I have a question."
"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?" Mason whined.
"Have you ever been on shrooms?" Mason looked dumb founded. "Well, have you?" I asked again.
"Of course I have, it was wonderful." Mason smirked.
"Okay, I just wanted to know" I smiled, "Okay we can continue now"
"No bed time."
"Thank god I thought I was going to be sick," Art said walking into the room.
"What are you doing awake?" Mason asked.
"Being awake."
"Stop being a smart ass!"
"Never," Art went into the kitchen. Mason pushed me off him and went upstairs.
"How rude." I ran after him glomping him to the ground. "Now carry me!"
"Needy bastard."
"I could do worse." Mason flipped me over on my back and sat on top of me. "Get your old butt off me."
"And you call me rude! You sleeping on the couch." Mason got up and went to our room.
"Yeah right, I have my ways to get into your bed" Ollies smirked and gave a little laugh.
Later that night
I woke up to hearing violent coughing sounds, I turned to my side and Mason wasn't there. I must find my Mason, I got up and went into the bathroom were the noise was coming from. Mason was on his knees coughing up blood on the ground. I gasped and ran over to him.
"Mason! What's wrong?!?!" I said leaning down to him.
"I don't know..."He fell over into the pool of blood.
"Mason!!" I ran downstairs into the basement and woke up Art.
"What?"
"It's Mason come help me!" I pulled him out of bed and ran back upstairs with Art following me. We got to the bathroom and blood was tripping from Mason's mouth.
"Holy..."
"Just help me!" Art and I picked Mason up and got him to my car. Miko was standing in the hallway when we were carrying Mason out of the house. He looked terrified watching us get Mason to the car. I drove as fast as I could to get him to the hospital, Art stayed at the house with Miko. The nurses got Mason into the hospital and took him to the ER. After hours of waiting a doctor came over to me and told me Mason had a tumor the size of a baseball in his lung.
