Unexpected Love

Chapter 16: Debt

  I flop down on the bed and Mason does the same. We're exhausted from driving, getting the house, and unpacking. We hold hands and take a few moments to relax. My phone buzzes a few time and I sigh. Who could it be? What do they want?
  I take out my phone and open my messages. My dad sent me a long paragraph. That's odd. The last two times I saw him I was almost beat to death. So what is it he wants?
  Mason stares at me, fidgeting with my fingers as I read the message. I can see in the corner of my eye that he's becoming worried more and more as I read the text. He moves closer and rests his head on my shoulder. I put my phone down after awhile, passing a hand over my face as I sigh.
  "Who is it?" Mason asks.
  "It's my dad." I reply.
  "That can't be good. What does he want?" He frowns.
  "He said he met your dad at a bar. They starting talking and figured out we we're dating. He said they both felt bad for what they did and came to find us and apologize. Turns out your dad used him to get to me so he could beat me. Long story short, my dad is very sorry we had to go through everything and he's upset we moved. He's happy for us though and says I can call him if we need anything." I explain.
   "Well, looks like your mother and Tessa knocked some sense into him." He grins.
  "I guess so. I'm sorry your dad still hasn't accepted you." I say, pulling him in for a hug.
  "It's alright. At least one of our dad accept us, and I'll take it over both of them hating us." He laughs.
  We cuddle for a moment and regain enough energy to eat. Still nothing in the house and we're too lazy to go out. So what do two boys resort to? Pizza. After dinner, we have to take another moment to rest before we can do anything else again. I can already tell we're going to be exhausted for the next few days.
  We get up to go shower and I realize it's been awhile since I've seen him naked. Even when I played with him, I didn't see all of him. I blush a little when we undress and Mason takes notice. After we actually shower, we stay. Most of it is just making out and neck kissing, we're too exhausted for anything else tonight.
  We get out and dry off. We cuddle up in our new bed and don't say a word. I lay on Mason's chest and listen to his heart beat.  It's comforting to listen to. If you think about it, it's also a very vulnerable thing to do. To allow someone to come so close and to listen to the thing pumping blood and keeping you alive.
  "I love this. Being with you. Being free. Being able to love each other. Living a new life. I'm ready for all the adventures life has for us, just as long as I'm with you." Mason whispers.
  "If someone were to ask me a year ago who I thought I'd be with out of everyone I've met, I never would have pointed to you and said 'That's it. He's the one.' But now I want to spend every second with you. It's amazing what love can do to someone." I smile and look up at him.
  "It sure is. It's also amazing how good you are at riding horses, but you're even better at riding me." He winks and smirks.
  I blush and hide my face in his shirt. He rubs my back and chuckles.
  "Shut up." I mumble.
   "Make me." He growls.
  I smirk and swiftly sit up and he does the same. I grab his arms and pin him down, grinning slyly. I kiss him roughly. To my surprise, he let's out a soft moan, making me bite his lip. I roll my tongue around the inside of his mouth and we both smile. I pull away slowly, still grinning as I lick my lips, still tasting him. Mason pants and reaches for his belt, but I stop him.
  "Not tonight, lover boy." I smile.
  "You can't tease me and then say no." He frowns.
  "Yes I can." I smile and kiss him again.
  "Tomorrow. I'm exhausted." I say.
  He hugs me and kisses my forehead. Both of us smile then drift off to sleep peacefully.
  I wake up to find Mason still asleep. I put my arm around him and cuddle him. I don't think I've ever seen him asleep so peacefully. I've seen him asleep during the drive here, but this is different. I'm glad he's mine.
  After a few minutes, I slowly get up, careful to not disturb him. I get dressed and walk around the new house, still taking it all in. I walk outside to the backyard, and since our fence is made from metal bars, I can easily see the valley that sits behind ou house. It's a steep valley, but it's beautiful. There's tons of trees, plenty of flowers, and even a pond. I'm not sure why, but the pond triggers a memory.
  8th grade and it's a rainy day. I begin to walk back inside as they called us in during lunch. On my way, a boy pushes me and I almost fall into the puddle. I catch myself, gripping onto the rail. I spend a few seconds, standing still and looking at the boy staring at me in the reflection. I'm depressed as hell and I'm desperately waiting for the group of boys to leave, the group that constantly bullies me.
  I begin walking back inside and start walking down the hall. The group follows close behind, yelling slurs and hurling hurtful comments at me. Once again, I'm being picked on for my sexuality. I whip around, pissed off and I've snapped.
  "Just leave me alone, okay?!" I yell.
  I know instantly I'm in trouble. I shouldn't have said anything. Better to keep quiet and let them hurt me. The leader of the group steps forward and grabs me by my jacket, slamming me into a locker full force. The wind is knocked out of me and I have to take a moment to catch my breath. The tears build in my eyes.
  "Those are some strong words coming from such a weak faggot like you." He snarls.
  He pulls me away from the locker and swings me, pushing me so I fall to the ground. Just before I fully fall, an even stronger force grabs me and lifts me back up. It pushes me aside and I look up at the person who had just saved me. Mason James. He wears a face of disgust and anger. He stands tall and confident, towering over the group who now shrinks and coward before him.
  "Don't ever touch him again. Don't ever speak to him again. In fact, don't even look at him. Got it?" He says sharply.
  Every boy in that group gulps and looks at him, guilty and knowing what they've been doing is wrong. They each slowly, and one by one, not their heads. They look like deer in headlights. Even I'm scared.
  "Good. Now walk yourselves to the office and explain what you did, before I personally drag you there." Mason smiles and they nod again, each of them running to the office.
  Mason sighs and turns to look at me. I look back at him, confused. I'm just as scared as the others, but I'm also thankful he saved me and scared them off.
  "Are you okay?" He asks.
  "Yeah... th-thanks.. for helping." I stutter.
  "Anytime. Don't let them get you." He smiles and gives me a pat on the back before walking off.
  I do nothing but stand there, watching him as he walks of down the hallway. 
  I'm slightly startled when I feel two arms wrap around my shoulders. I relax when I notice it's Mason and he kisses my neck.
  "Good morning. Whatcha thinkin about?" He asks.
  "Nothing." I look at the ground and smile.
  "It's gotta be something. So, what is it?" He asks again.
  "Just... just thinking back to the time I almost got beat in a hallway but then someone saved me." I look up and turn to look at him.
  "Yeah, I'm glad I was there. Upset it wasn't sooner, but it's better than not being there at all." He says.
  "I owe you so much." I think back to all the times he's saved me and all the things he's done to help me.
  "Yeah, but you're love is the best payment I could ever get. Besides, you still owe me a promise." He winks.
  I smirk and pull away from his hug. I open the door and turn my head. Mason looks confused but then smiles when he sees my sly grin.
  "Well then, if prove you want me. Cone and get me." I wink and then take off, leaving Mason to chase me down and prove that he wants me.