Mason looks me in the eyes an I find myself mesmerized by them, they are an amazing colour of blue.
Out of no where he releases me from his embrace and grabs my face between his warm soft hands and says "do you wanna come to my house?". This was the last thing I expected him to say, " yeah sure why not I'll get my mum to drop me off when I get home"I say. mason shakes his head and says "no I mean right now, like leave school" I look at him thinking about it but before I even realize what I decided, I'm already nodding. he smiles and take my wrist but this time I stop him from taking my wrist and lace my fingers through his, at first he hesitates but then he squeezes my hand and leads me to the back gate of the school.
After walking through a maze of streets in silence, with my fingers laced with his he stops at a pleasant looking two story house. mason releases my hand and takes his bag off his back and pulls out a set of house keys and unlock his house, "my parents won't be home till 5 and my brother is staying at his girlfriends so we have the house to ourself" he says as he walks into his house not checking to see if I was following him in. he walks into the kitchen and puts his bag on the bench and walks to the fridge and opens it "want anything?" he says while he reaches for a can of coke, "no thank you" I say quietly. "come on ill show you my room" he says smiling at me while opening his coke "okie dokie"i say following him upstairs to his room. we walk in an awkward silence. when we reach his room mason looks at me then launches himself onto his bed and looking at me expectingly, I sigh inwardly and grab my phone out of my bag and put my bag down next to his door and walk over to his bed and sit on the edge. he sits up and turns himself to me and says " wanna talk about it" my eyes sting and I try to hold back my tears and I reply "yes". I look up at mason and he looks surprised like he expected me to say no and brush him away, I try to hold the tears back but they just end up spilling down my cheeks and dropping onto my hands which are folded in my lap. without hesitation mason pulls me towards him and holds me to him while my body racts with the hurt of the past
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*Slow process of editing* Forgotten.
Teen FictionThe past is supposed to stay in the past, it was never meant to come back and haunt me, but as time passed I started to realize that maybe I was the one haunting my past.
