Fault / Mason / Prince/ Ice cream/ dad's
Now I'm at home, oh boy did it suck. I can't move, I'm literally just sitting in my bed watching tv. I remember think it's only four hours but by the time the first hour past I was already dead.
"Mason," no ones home.
"Mason I miss you, please show up." Dead silence, everywhere. I feel so hallow I just want Mason, " Mason I'm sorry I went out into the street. I was only trying to save the fish, the one you gave me. Remember, when we were kids. But I swear I saw it! Mason I told the day it died I would see it again. You didn't believe me, you never do. Just hear me out, he was on the floor wanting water so it could be alive. It could swim and have fun. Live, the fish wanted to live. I want us to live. Mason you don't understand how dead I feel. Sometimes I don't feel anything. I'm hallow, I'm empty, I'm ruined. But sadly I'm yours. I'm ruining you. I'm killing our love. I killed the fish Mason. Mason I killed the fish. I felt bad so I didn't want to tell you. He was just lying at the bottom of the tank, doing nothing. I didn't know what to do. I thought it was just something that happened not my fault but if I had asked he wouldn't be dead. It's all me." I let out a big sigh.
"Mason," I whisper under my breath while closing my eyes, "please come home."
"Thanks for waiting for me." He walked into the house. I was beyond excited but I cant show him that. "Welcome," I said in a monotone voice. Mason sat next to me and pulled out his phone. "Do you want to watch somethin?" I nodded. "What do you want to watch?" I shrugged my solder. He put in some animal show and started undressing. I guess it was time for us to go to sleep. "Are you going to bed so early?" I asked softly. He kissed me and promised everything would be alright. "That's not what I asked." "I already know you're worried." I cut him off, " I'm not worried." That took him a minute to process. It was true. I'm not worried, I just feel hallow. " Mason I've been wanting to tell you something," he look at me shocked but curious. "I need to tell you that, I feel hallow all the time." He shout back with, "maybe it's because of your medication." I nodded my head, "oh," I whispered. But I've been feeling this way before I met you.
I wake to Mason kissing my head, " Elijah wake up, we have a big day ahead of us."
"Babe your forgetting I'm in a huge cast!" I said in fun little tone. Today I should probably just have fun. For me that's a lot to ask for.
"Babe? When did this babe come into play?" He smirked. Mason has his ways. But Mason isn't all that bad. He makes sure it's a two way road. In the junior year of high school I dropped out. I told him if he quit smoking than I'll go back to school. He used to smoke after he woke up, every time he would eat a meal, and when we would go to sleep. I hated Mason smoking more than anything in the world but, the thing is that I've led you guys to nothing (knowing that he still smokes.)
"It came into play when you kissed my forehead like a Disney prince."
"Babe, don't be so soft or I'll run all the way there to kiss ya." Mason was clean up the room. I usually clean but, now I can't. Mason still his pajamas on. I'm going to comment on it even though I'm still wearing mine.
"You're still wear your pajamas. Don't come near me in your pajamas."
"Elijah you're still in your pajamas too."
"Wow! I didn't notice."
Mason came up to me kissed me all over my face. I can't help it laugh. My blood rushes to my heart just in time for my face to turn red.
"Jac-" Mason cuts me off by kissing me. Later than he breaks off the kiss by laughing.
"How did I get myself a beautiful man like you," Mason runs his hand through my hair, " Elijah darling, of it wasn't for you I would have put a hole in my head. Baby I love you." He smiles while look into my icy blue eyes. He once told me that he wished he had my eyes. "As cold as the snow but warm inside," he would tell me as a teenager. Mason used to write poems and song for me than he meet some people that introduce him in to many things. Many I don't even know about and to be honest I don't ever want to know. The only thing that he did in front of me that was a little bad was smoking. He that for about a year, I begged him to stop. Now he'll only do it on special occasions which is a lot.
"Mason, can we go get some ice cream?"
" Yes, babe."
Mason carried me to his car. He didn't feel it was necessary to bring out the wheelchair since I would be staying in the car.
"You know what baby," he told while he kept focus on the road, " hopefully time passes by a little quicker." I look at him later my eyes looked over to the cigarettes in his pocket. I don't like him smoking but, I don't want to speak up to him. I tell him about it but, not I a way that would actually make him stop or even thing about not doing it. I kinda just want to be his doll. Even if it's not good for my health.
"Why so?" I asked softly.
" Oh darling, when that cast is gone. You'll feel the best you've ever felt,"Mason smugly said with a smile.
Get into the parking lot and the drive through is super full. Since it's almost Christmas, people are starting deals. Mason drives back out of the parking lot and into the street and parks.
"Elijah, baby, don't go out side. Don't leave. Got it?"
I nodded, "Yes."
"You promise?"
This time I replied with a little smile. He smiled after that, he loves when I answer with a smile. He rarely ever see me smiling, even being the person I with the most.
After about ten minutes, I see Mason run to the to the car with our ice creams. I wish I could see him happier with someone else. Would I even be able to leave.
Mason climbs into the car, "Miss me?"
"From the moment you step out of the car."
Before Mason starts the car he puts his hand on mine, his hands were a lot bigger. I'm so much smaller than Mason, since I'm so much smaller/skinny our hand don't even match up.
"Elijah darling, I called the hospital while waiting in line and since you've had your surgery done about 6 weeks ago, they can take off your cast in the next two weeks also we could drive in right now go get arm and legs cast off. Do you want to do it today or wait til tomorrow?"
I don't know what to say, I'm terrified of how they're gonna take my cast off. Are the going to it of with a knife or a machine?
"Baby, you choose but, can we first eat our ice cream?"
Mason got closer to my face and letting all my walls that I've put up fall apart. When his rough lips touched my porcelain lips I left chills go down my spine almost letting it out. Mason sat down shortly after.
With a big smile he asked, "Who wants some ice cream?"
Couldn't believe I already had to go to the hospital. I'm terrified. Mason in the other hand was thrilled. He wanted to see me be free but, I was fine with being shelter. But I guess I wouldn't know.
"Enjoy your ice cream," he smiled, " I know how much you love oranges." I love it when Mason asked how I'm doing, I wish he would tell me how I feel.
"Hey Mason, this orange is almost as orange as our fish, remember?" Mason let a soft, warm smile. What if our fish ended up in ice cream? He couldn't see or swim. What if he was dead I my ice cream right now? All frozen, I stick my hand that isn't in a cast into the ice cream.
"Babe! What are doing?" Mason yelled. I wasn't listening, as I swished my finger in it I felt something frozen. My whole world stop. My dead fish, did I eat him. I let out my biggest scream.
Mason look over terrified, "What's wrong!" Right when I going to answer I gagged.
"Oh no Elijah," he grabs one old bag which I threw up in. I had goosebumps and I was shaking.
"Elijah! What's going on?"
"I ate him!" I sobbed, "Our fish!"
"Here give me your ice cream cup," I handed over my cup. He swirled in the cup his fingers and found what I thought was the fish. It was just frozen ice cream.
"Babe, this is ice."
I realize I was wrong, I'm such a freak for scaring him like that.
"Elijah is there anything you want to talk about?"
"I think it's because I'm scared of going to the hospital, that's all."
"Darling, the hospital is the least of your worries, baby only kids are scared of that. Don't be such a baby."
"Um... okay. I'm sorry."
Mason let out a huge sigh, I broke his heart. Not again. Let's go to the hospital.
Mason puts on some music to distract me from the idea of me eating my fish. When the traffic light turns red he passes a gun to me.
"It's so you don't smell like throw up."
"Thanks, Dad." Mason burst into laughter, some times I call him dad. It's only when he treats me like a baby. To be honest, I'm always treated like a baby.
"Elijah darling," he says in between his laugh, "You really do know how to make me smile."
