sorry

12

Grays POV

I soon learned, the house was abandoned. According to Max he used to live here for a bit and still used it as a hide out, so he was almost sure he was here.

Sadly... Max was correct.

Mason was there.

Along with Lydia Parker.

Both of their shoes were at the front door. A pair of ratty black vans and dagger pumps. That was a dead give away.

We found them right away. Sleeping on the couch in each other's arms. A big mistake for Mason. I felt so bad for Max. His best friend was about to die.

Val had Josh and Ethan tie both Masons and Lydias arms and legs. That woke them up real fast. Lydia looked so confused but Mason looked guilty. He knew what he did wrong.

"Alrighty Mason, you have uhhh 2 minutes to explain before I shoot your brains out, and if your girl talks, you both die immediately. GO!!"

Halfway through Masons story, Max lost it. He cried so hard. He ran out not long after, and all of us followed to wanting to watch Mason be killed. Through it all, he was our friend too.

Max kept crying so I just hugged him, not knowing what to do. He hugged me back and all the guys joined in too. Right after we all let go, we heard two gunshots, quieter than normal. Val must've brought a silencer. Max lost its again. We all did. I never cried that hard, ever. Even Val cried. It was a sad day.

*****
Within the next week, all the news headlines were "Lydia Parker and Mason Quinn mysteriously killed Friday night..." which made max cry once again. The poor boy was gonna dry out his tear ducts.

Val didn't say a word for the whole week, and we all knew better than to talk to him. He was a live wire and he was ready to blow a fuse at any minute.

***** 2 days later

Max has mostly gotten over Masons death. Hah, just kidding.

He's a mess. We all are.

We've just gotten back to our old routine, but all our heists are half hearted without Mason pumping us up. He was a big part of us all.

A/N,
THIS WAS SO SAD TO WRITE OMG!! I hope you liked it!
One more chapter!!

-Z🖤