“The best kind of kiss is the unexpected; unplanned ones that come naturally. Like in the middle of a sentence.”
After yesterdays kiss, I have been trying to avoid Mason as much as possible. Brandon, I don’t even know what’s wrong with him but he has been ignoring me.
I walked downstairs for another gang meeting. Mason was no where to be seen, thankfully. But it made me question.
What kind of gang leader doesn’t show up to a gang meeting?
Where would he even be, at 8:00 in the morning?
Why in the hell am I up at 8:00 in the morning, ohhhh right the gang meeting.
“So-” Brandon started, but he was rudely interrupted by Mason walking in. He had bed head but what caught my attention the most was the wine bottle in his hand.
Drinking wine, at 8 in the morning.
This sure as hell didn’t make him look good. At all. And here I was, starting to feel bad for this asshole. I got up out of my seat and walked over to him.
I grabbed his hand and tried to go upstairs but he wouldn’t budge. “Meeting over” I called out to everyone in the room. “Let’s go get you cleaned up.” I whispered in Mason’s ear. I tugged on his arm and he finally agreed to come upstairs, to his room with me.
We enter his room and I set him down on the bed. “Stay here.” I say, going into his bathroom and starting the shower. I bent over, adjusting the temperature of the water to cold.
A cold shower should sober him up.
Two firm hands grasp my waist and pull me up, twirling me around to face the person. I scrunch up my nose. “I told you to stay on the bed.” I say, firmly. “And if I don’t want to?” He questions, biting his lip. “Did I ask you what you want?” I snapped.
He bends over and whispers in my ear. “Who said you can control me, Raven.” He purrs in my ear. “I did.” I said, turning him around and pushing him into the cold shower. Sadly I forgot he was still holding onto my waist, so I fell in the tub after him. Right on top of him. Our legs were tangled together and my heart was racing. The heat rose up to my cheeks as he looked at me. No one has ever looked at me like he did before.
And with each moment I looked into his eyes, the more he came closer, and the faster his lips went crashing into mine. Our lips moved in sync and it was perfect. Until a drunken Mason had to ruin it. His hands tried to get up my shirt but I pushed them away. “Stop.” I mumbled against his lips. We kissed again but he ruined it again by trying to put his hands down my pants.
I shoved his hands away and pulled back. “I said stop.” I repeated again. He smirked at me. “Why would I stop playing with my new little toy.” He said, cockily. Those words pierced me. “That’s all I am to you?! A toy?!” I screamed at him. I got up and grabbed a towel, quickly drying my hair off.
“Raven wait, I didn’t mean it like that.” He said, getting out and putting a hand on my shoulder. “Then what did you mean!” I yelled at him, tears begging to be free. “Just fuck off Mason King!” I yelled once again and ran out of the bathroom and across the hall to my room.
I slammed my bedroom door and locked myself in the bathroom. I looked in the mirror. Why would I stop playing with my new little toy? His words rang in my ear.
No tears. No tears Raven. Not over a stupid guy. I’ve been hurt so many times in the past and I won’t let it happen again. From this day on, everything is going to change, for better or worse, only time will tell. But one thing I do know is that no matter what, I have to protect myself by all means
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