Her delinquent (Editing)

Chap - 23 Pillow talk

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Recap...

" Let's go to my room. " Mason suggests.

I don't know how I'm going to stop myself from kissing him, I have to stop now before I hurt myself more than him.

Continue..

Mason intertwines my hand with his and takes me to his room. He pushes me gently towards the bed and puts things that can be arranged as some are destroyed which cannot be fixed. He cleaned as much as he can, I offered him but he said " The mess that he made, will only be cleaned by him ". The whole time I was staring at him wanting to ask so many questions.

What was the time he was kidnapped? What happened to the kidnapper. Who was he /she? And most importantly I want to ask what is thinking right now, Is he okay?

" Are you ready to sleep, you want to change " Mason's voice pulls me out of my thoughts. He is stroking my cheeks with his hand.

I nodded my head, he went to his closet and bring his infamous blue hoodie. I take that hoodie and make my way to his bathroom. I take a look at myself in the mirror. I looked pale with my curves that can be seen through my clothes and there are dark circles under my eyes. I don't know why but I always get this insecure feeling that I am not better for Mason.

I shook my head and wear the hoodie he gave me. It reaches to inches up to my knees, I wore a blue jeans shorts this morning so I leave it and just change the hoodie.

I opened the door and stop there for a second, Mason was standing near the window and looking towards his garden, he usually spends his time in the garden with Nick. I tiptoe towards him and intertwine my hands with his big one and stare with his to the garden.

" You know the daisy plants that are on the end of the wall, they are grown by my mother," he said with a weak smile, He continued.

" She used to tell me stories about Goddess Astraea wept due to the loss of lives from the flood caused by Jupiter, her tears turned to stardust and the places where the tears fall, there grow daises, mom said that the daises take away your pain and if I ever feel lonely and sad, sit beside her Daises, they will take away my pain too," he said as a teardrop from his chin.

" Why this pain is not going away Tessa" he sniffed. " Why god take away my mom ". He grips my hand and I look at his face. His eyes were shining from his tears and light from the lamp near the window seat is shading half of his face.

I have never seen him in this much pain and it hurts to see him like this. I don't know what to do, I turn his face towards me and hugged him tightly, and started saying things so it can calm him.

" I want to know more about your mother's story, I liked the Daisy one. Will you tell me more?" I said try to change the subject, which succeeds.
He chuckles and pulls back from the hug and said.

" Of course. My mom will be happy for me that I found someone who takes care of me like she used to do " he said, I instantly turn red. He chuckles more loudly, thank god he is not crying anymore.

He sits on the window seat and pulls me to sit in front of him, I lean my back against his chest and the sound of his heartbeat was coming in a rhythmic tone.

" One time we went on this Paris trip and at that time Nick was 10 months old. Mom was so happy because she loved Paris, we went there with my uncle's family. Uncle has one kid, his name is James. We played all day and night in the hotel and mom outside, I never have seen her that much happy. She, dad, and uncle spend all day out. That was our last trip before mom died. We left one day earlier." he said.

" Why one day earlier. " I frowned.

" I don't know, mom came to the hotel first and then after one hour later dad and uncle came, mom said she wants to go home and tell me to pack my stuff. She was upset about something, I don't know " he shrugged.

I yawn because I'm so tired. I wanted to ask more but then I realize that it's midnight, we should go to bed and sleep. We have school tomorrow.

" Are you feeling sleepy?" Mason said as he carries me towards his bed.

He put me down gently and lay down beside me. I closed my eyes for a minute and turned to Mason, to see if he is asleep but he was wide awake and looking at me.

Why did he have to stare at me, it's difficult to hold back and he is as usual looking at me with his intense eyes.

The moonlight is now shading on my face. The look he is giving says that he wants to tell me something but he is holding back. He shifted his head from his pillow to my pillow and continue to stare at me.

" What " I giggle.

" Nothing, it's just I never seen someone so beautiful before," he whispered.

" Is Mason tiffin trying to flirt with me " I again giggle.

" What if he is? " he said with a smile.

" Tell me a bedtime story," I said.

" Don't you think I already tell enough story for a whole day " he playfully groans.

" No, this time tell me about someone else," I said with a yawn.

" OK," he whispered.

" Should I start with Once upon a time" he asked with a smirk.

" Ha ha, you don't have to start from once upon a time, you can start from anywhere " I chuckle.

" So, there was this boy stuck in a place, which was black and dark. He knows there is no way out, he can't even see his own hands or legs. He was so lost that he senses no hope of him leaving that place. He was full of guilt. One day he suddenly listens to a laugh, giggle of a girl which was coming from behind him. He tried to follow it every day, in a hope that maybe he can find a way out, he reached to that point that he can feel the door but he is afraid, what if the person outside the door didn't accept him and push him back in the dark hollow. " he is telling the story and I started to feel sleepy and close my eyes.

" I think the boy is now strong enough and he is going to open that door and face his problem of darkness. I think the girl who is giggling will never see him as the boy see her, I think he loves........" his voice started to fade as sleep took over me.

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