Fly Away To Chicago (Completed)

Chapter Twenty Seven- Surving Change

You never know when your life will change in the blink of an eye. It just happens. No warning. The rug is pulled out from under you & you fall. You can either accept the change or stay on the floor to wallow.

I wallow a lot, but in time I adapt. It just takes some getting used to.

I can survive change.

I try to tell myself everything will be ok when I go to meet Mason at the park. It's not a terribly cold day, but I wear a warm jacket.

I just know if we don't meet away from other people then the cops will probably be called. I have a feeling we are going to yell, a lot.

I sit on the same bench I broke down at not 24 hours ago. My eyes keep scanning the pathways for him, but he doesn't come so I wait. And wait. And wait.

An hour later he still isn't there & I'm freezing. I see the sun gradually lowering and my teeth start to chatter, but still I wait.

I owe him that.

A shiver runs through my body and I bring my legs onto the bench. I curl into a ball and shake violently.

It's so fucking cold.

I guess the temperature has significantly dropped in the past hour and a half.

I start to doubt that he will come and it saddens me. He can't really tell me to meet him & not show, can he?

He doesn't even have the decency to tell me he's not coming? God he's a douche, sometimes.

I huff frustratedly and pull out my phone. I call him because I'm afraid my frozen fingers won't function to text.

I hear a ringtone in the distance, but ignore it and wait. Soon after he picks up.

"Hayden? Where are you? I've been waiting for almost 2 hours." He says and his teeth chatter.

I grin. "I'm waiting for you. Where are you mister because I'm at the bench under the willow tree by the pond." I state.

He sighs. "I was at the oak tree by the pond. I'm coming." He says & I stifle a laugh.

"Ok. See you then." I chirp and hang up. I straighten on the bench & I have a completely different attitude.

We'll talk & hopefully I can make it ok. Then this guilt will stop hurting so much.

I see his feet as he comes through the small cluster of trees & I get butterflies.

"Mason." I breathe and he saunters over.

He looks at me with a hurt expression & my anxiety returns. He sits beside me, not touching me & I turn to him, confused.

"So what's on your mind?" I ask him, anxious.

I dread what he'll say.

He sighs & turns to me with a pained expression. "I know." Is all he says.

What does he know? About me & Bennett? No. He couldn't. He wasn't even in the house, right?

"Know what?" I ask, trying to play it off.

He scowls at me, annoyed. "Don't play dumb with me, Hayden. I know how you feel about him." He spits in anger.

Shit he knows. What do I do? He's so mad.

"Mason let me expl...." I start, but he cuts me off.

He jabs a finger at me. "I heard what you said Hayden! There's no need to explain it to me. You think you love him & he thinks he loves you. Would someone you love hurt you like he did? Would someone you love try to ruin your relationship with another guy?" He asks & his voice holds pure rage while his brown eyes are pools of sadness and hurt.