Marriage with 'The Beast'

Chapter 46 ~ My First Boyfriend

My period.

No wonder I basically jumped on Mason at the first chance I got. My hormones were raging. Or... maybe I'm just blaming my hormones when in fact... it was just an excuse. I'll just pretend it was the first thing.

We're in the middle of nowhere, so I thought that it would be reasonable to assume that I would not find any sanitary pads or tampons around. Even if we're in a fancy treehouse.

So I layered toilet paper and got up to wash my hands, "here's a shirt of mine you can wear for now." He said casually before sticking out his arm and setting down a black dress shirt by the sink without looking inside.

"Oh thanks," I muttered, blushing embarrassed, even though he couldn't see me. I slid it on and looked in the mirror. It was baggy on me like a dress. I couldn't help thinking how cute his shirt looked on me. I wouldn't mind prancing around in this once in a while. My legs look sexy in them. I laughed at myself. Oh boy, I'm losing it.

Ok game face Sarah, you are here for a reason. I bunched up my sleeves and walked out the doorway. Mason stood leaning on the wall in the lightly lit hallway with a bottle of water in hand, "you sure you're okay. I'm sorry I got ahead of myself. But that's never happened before." He murmured softly, looking down.

"Oh no, it wasn't just you. I was obviously into it too," I accepted sheepishly. There was a moment of awkwardness. "Is that for me?" I asked politely, pointing to the water bottle.

"Oh yeah, all yours."

I swallowed a large gulp of the cold fluid before closing the cap, "this is not why I wanted us to be alone though Mason. We really do need to talk." 

He quickly nodded, "right, sorry, yeah let's go to the living room." He turned around and lead us towards the kitchen.

I smiled, remembering the time when I punched him. He turned around to look at me, and grinned, as if reading my mind. "I can't believe you punched me." He muttered.

"Hey, I can't believe you left me out in the forest. I still don't know if I believe that you didn't plan on leaving me there on purpose. Cos like why else would you take me there to 'play Hide n Seek' in the first place?" I frowned.

He laughed, "I didn't actually want to play Hide N Seek, the plan was to bring you here and talk because Steve told me that talking in a place like this would help resolve matters. This is where my parents have always come to resolve their issues when they need some alone time too. It holds a little bit of Wilson magic I guess." He shrugged, "but it didn't go as planned."

"When does anything go as planned with us?" I retorted sarcastically, almost instantly.

His head bobbed in agreement, "true. What do you think it is that makes it so hard for us?"

"I wish I knew, our stubbornness?" I huffed, before plopping down on loveseat in the living room, with my legs straight out across the two seats. Mason sat down facing me, lifting my legs and placing them on his lap. I sighed, "where should I start?" I muttered mostly to myself.

"I guess the beginning, the obvious, Scott. I was sixteen when I had this crush on a boy, TJ in the senior graduating class. I thought that he was so dreamy. No one else really did. But I really didn't think I deserved someone that cute. I was insecure and dumb. I was confident in many ways. But with boys. I don't know what would happen to me. I was dumbfounded. Anyway, I had my first kiss and then he was like 'yeah no thanks. Just wanted to hook up.' I was hurt but it wasn't that bad, because it was, at the end of the day, just a crush. During that time, I confided in my tutor, Scott." I gulped, "I sucked at math. It just wasn't for me. Neither were chemistry or physics to be honest. And I would go to get lessons twice a week. At first it was fine, he would teach me for an hour, and then I would tell him about TJ."