Beautiful Enigma | HS

Chapter 3

Her POV

I woke up the next morning to sun falling through the sheer curtains in my bedroom. It was peaceful... until I heard Mason snoring next to me. I rolled my eyes not feeling happy with him after his stunt last night. But I soon got over it when I remembered I'd be seeing Parker today. He is the best.

Hauling myself out of bed I glanced over at the time, 10:32. Wow, I obviously needed some sleep, I hopped in the shower and began to wash my hair. God knows what Parker had planned for us today. It was usually always quite reserved in the afternoon and then some mad party or something like that in the evening. No don't get me wrong I love a party but my god no one can put away liquor like Parker can. He just keeps going. It's insane.

Once I was done showering I began towel drying my hair, deciding to let it air dry. I'd recently discovered I actually had wavy hair if I let my hair air dry. It looked so much nicer than my boring straight hair I was used to. Grabbing my makeup bag, I began there as well, going a bit fancier than I usually would as I knew I'd be with Parker. However, one thing I cannot live without are my false eyelashes. I have individuals on at the moment but they are amazing to me. I go from looking like a mole rat to someone else completely.

Once I was done with my makeup, I pulled open the bathroom door and made my way to my closet. I pulled out some baggy mom jeans and I rolled up the ends. I found a bandana shirt and tied it round the back. I pulled on a hair bandana and left some pieces out at the front and then grabbed my black docs and put them on my feet. It was at this moment I realised I hadn't seen my phone this morning, I already knew I'd have loads of messages from Parker so needed to know if he was having someone pick me up or if I was meeting him elsewhere. Nipping back into the bedroom I noticed Mason was no longer asleep in bed... and my phone was no where to be found.

My arms dropped to my side, I closed my eyes and sighed. I already knew what was coming.

Deciding to just face the music I made my way into the kitchen where he was stood. Both arms on the counter, he was looking down and my phone, low and behold, was right next to his hands. Deciding the best way to gage this situation I ignored his stance and made my way to the fridge to grab a smoothie.

"Morning bub. You okay?" I asked, not making eye contact and grabbing a metal straw out of the drawer.

"I don't know Scout. Am I okay?" He questioned back.

I put my smoothie on the counter and turned to face him. He looked at me and raised his eyebrows.

"What are you talking about Mason?" I asked, wanting to get straight to the point.

"Well why don't you take a look at your phone seeing as it's been going off all morning." He snapped. I held eye contact as I grabbed my phone and saw a tonne of messages from Parker as I'd expected.

"What's the problem?" I asked him, Mason knew Parker and knew we were mates but yet every weekend we would always get into the same fight.

"You're seeing him again? You see him every weekend. When are you going to understand that you are mine. Not his Scout. Mine. I hate how he texts you, calls you babe and darling and all that shit. I'm not having it anymore. You aren't his." He yelled getting up in my face. I found myself taking a step back.

"Mason! Calm down, it's just Parker-"

"Don't you fucking dare tell me to calm down. You're with this prick every fucking weekend and I'm not having it anymore. You're not fucking going out with him any more. I don't care what you have to say. You're staying here with me. I'm not letting you leave." He continued to yell. At this point I pinned back against the fridge as he got as close as he could to me.