Chapter-34

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Masons P.O.V

I slowly walk down the alley, staring at the ground. I hear the sirens of the ambulance. They're here. 

I sigh and lean against the brick wall. It didn't feel so bad. The sensation of his blood splattering over my face. Or the sound of his whimpers as I pierced his skin. His scream sent waves of energy into my body. 

I sadistically smile. Maybe this isn't so bad. I stare at my hands, dry blood staining my clothes. I hear screams coming from the crime scene. 

I feel a chuckle bubbling up inside my throat. I smirk and chuckle as I walk away form the building. 

I might have to turn myself in sometime. But not now. 

Not until I find out what that person wanted. 

***

Ethans P.O.V 

It's been weeks since I've last seen Mason. "Oh come on! It'll be fun!" Carter says as he walks into the living room. 

I shake my head without moving my eyes from the TV screen. Carter groans and comes up to me, "Look." He says taking the ice cream carton from my laps. "You're making yourself upset and it's killing me." He says sitting next to me. I look at him. 

Anyone can just look at Masons sweet smile and suddenly feel nervous. I sigh and hand him my spoon, he takes it and eats a spoonful of ice cream. "I'm sorry."

He looks up at me and smiles. "It's fine." He says his mouth full of ice cream. I can't help but laugh. He gets up and ruffles my hair, "I'm heading off." He says giving me the ice cream carton. "Wanna come over to my house?" He asks raising an eyebrow. 

I shake my head and he sighs, grabbing his black jacket. "Alright. Bye." He says smiling and closing the door behind him. 

***

I slowly open my eyes as I hear the familiar knock of my front door. I groan and push the ice cream carton aside. I swing the door open to see a soaking wet Carter. He holds bags of chips and other bagged snacks. 

"What are you doing?" I ask as I pull him inside. "Well, you weren't answering my texts. And I thought this would cheer you up." He says a nervous smile on his face. I laugh and pull him inside of the house.

"Movie?"

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