Going All The Way With Mason Blake

Mason Blake: The End- Part 1

A: Hi peoples! Last Chappy! Unfortunately it’s way tooooo long to put it as just one chapter so this is as Part 1 ! If you guys keep up your awesommeeee support then I’m sure I’ll be able to post Part 2 tomorrow so anyways here goes!

Enjoy (:

~Mason~

                I hear Will grumble in pain as i imagine him on the ground holding his jaw. All the anger I felt when Alex ran away in almost tears combined with my anger at Will's betrayal made me punch him hard- really hard. So hard he was on the ground in a matter of seconds. Too bad I can't stick around to finish taking out my anger. Instead I run out the door without looking back. Something tells me I have to find her quick- maybe it's simply because I wan't to sort everything out or maybe she needs me. Either way I'm not standing around to find out. 

                I run to the end of the street pushing myself as fast as I'm able to go. In my haze I'm not entirely sure where I'm planning on looking for her and I slow down to a stop at the end of the street. “Left, right, left, right, left,” I mumble under my breath before turning left and pushing myself to top speed.

                My first instinct is to go to the park where Alex has escaped to many times before. She'll sit on the swings and think about what's going on and it's as good as place as any to start my search. But once I get there it’s completely empty. Not a single kid or even adult is there and it makes the place seem barren and cold. And it most certainly doesn't help me feel better about finding Alex. Frowning I walk over to the swing set and sit down. Old memories fade into my brain as I push the empty swing.

                Alex and I had first promised to be best friends in this park. After the whole shoving-her-face-in-pink-cake incident Alex had been so mad she wouldn’t talk to me (sound familiar?). But then one day we saw each other in this same park. She was reluctant to say anything but I pretended to trip and sprain my ankle and she ran over to ask me if I was okay forgetting the fact that she had been mad at me. It was just about to start down pouring and my ankle 'still slightly stung' when Alex admitted that she was bored without me. And since that very moment Alex had ways of making me feel special like no one else could.

                “Where can she be?” I ask looking up at the sky ridiculously hoping for an answer. I just need to make sure she's alright. I can't bear to stand the fact that she's crying somewhere- alone or worse in the arms of some strange boy who's taking advantage of her vulnerability.

                But knowing that no one is going to answer me I get back up and continue to jog down the road. All her favorite places are in this direction so she must have just gotten farther away than I thought. At least I really hope. I could be going the complete opposite way if that's not the case for all I know.

                After running down the street for 15 minutes my lungs are on fire and besides the bitter cold I’m starting to sweat. And right when I’m about to leave another obnoxiously long voicemail on her phone I realize where she is.  

                With the last surge of energy I have left I run towards the beach. After a quick sprint I come up to the sand and take a left going into the wooded area next to the water. There’s a medium sized hill on the west side of the water and right at the top there’s a small clearing covered by trees, branches, and rocks.

                Right at the tip of the clearing there’s two trees intertwining. There’s a spectacular sight of the water and city through that small gap.

                And I’m positive Alex is there. I found her there by chance once and since then it became known as the place she would go when she needed to be alone…and away from me. Whenever we fought Alex would go here and when she thought she wasn’t mad at me anymore she would call me and we’d sit up there together and sort things out.