Mysterious

Untitled Part 12

"You go first." I say

"Ok. What is your favorite type of music?" Mason asks. I laugh a little." What?"
"Nothing." I say. I just figured it would be a different kind of question

"Probably pop." I say "What is your favorite color?"

"Probably green." Mason answers. "What is your favorite kind of animal and why?" Mason asks

"Probably cheetah. And because they are fierce, fast., striking. And I want to be all of those things." I say

"See, I didn't know that." Mason says

"K well, what is your musical talent, or your favorite instrument?" I ask

" I can play piano. And I sing little bit." Mason says

"I never really thought of you as an instrument music type of person." I say

"Oh yeah? What kind of person do you see me as?" Mason asks.

"This was before al of this happened. OK? So my thoughts are all totally changed. But I saw you as a person who thought he was to cool for all of that kind of thing." I say

"Huh, yeah, well believe it or not I'm like all the rest of you nerds. Well anyways, what is your biggest fear?" Mason asks. I think about it for a little bit then I say,

"That I won't ever be good enough for anyone. And when people say my name that they will just think of me as a disappointment." I wait a little bit then I say, " What is your biggest regret?"
"My biggest regret is being who I used to be. What do you think of me? Like compare it to what you used to think of me. Before any of this happened" Mason asks laughing

"Well, before any of this, I sorta thought you were a jerk. And for not standing up for what is right. I would see Marcus or Evan bullying a little kid, and you would just sit there and watch with a smirk on your face. But now I think your a nice guy. And who ever gets you is going to be one heck of lucky girl, cuz when you meet a guy that can cook as good as pancakes as you can, that is when you know you hit the jackpot." I say laughing. Mason starts laughing.

"So that is how to get all the girl. Just cook for them. Interesting." Mason says laughing

"I'm just kidding. But why don't you want to tell me about your past? What is so bad about it. What did you do that made you not like who you were. Tell me." I say starting to get serious

"That is more than one question." Mason says jokingly

"Stop avoiding it. YOu know it'll only get worse if you keep it to yourself. Just tell me. I won't judge you. I promise." I say. Mason just starts fidgeting with his hands. I scoot closer to him and take one of his hands and hold it.

"Hey, it's ok. You can trust me." I say

"It's not that I don't trust you., you will never look at me the same again." Mason says

"Mason, look at me. You saved me twice. I believe you have way more good then bad in you." I say

"Well, when I was fourteen. My mother was murdered. My father was murdered seven months later trying to figure out who did it. I was an orphan trying to live by himself. Nobody knew my parents were both dead. So I was living by myself. I didn't want new parents, so I never reported it. I gave an anonymous call into the police station telling them about my parents, but the police never caught the person. So about a year later, I picked up where my dad left off. I ended up getting kidnapped. It was actually Michael Conner. But that was before I knew that was his name. This things I did to escape from him was horrible. I was brought to a place, and they were going to shoot me, so I grabbed one of their guns and shot both of them. I got away by shooting an innocent truck driver. After that, I continued with life like nothing has ever happened. I moved to Utah, and just lived life like nothing ever happened. I was still trying to track down Michael Conner and heard that he was going to go to the lagoon last week. To get a new victim, so I thought that was my chance, and here we are. I've ;murdered three men. And I did other horrible stuff back then. I tried to change, but I guess somethings can't change. " Mason says. I just sit there try to process it all. "You know what, I'm just going to go to bed."

"Hey, I would never judge you. That doesn't change anything. You are still Mason. You did what you needed to do to survive. It's ok. I probably would have done the exact thing. You are one of the best people I know." I say

"You don't have to try to say things that aren't true just to make me feel better. I know you think I'm a lost coz. You probably think I'm a horrible per-" I cut Mason off and I grab his face and press my lips to his. I start kissing him, and for a second I start to think he doesn't feel that way about me anymore, but then he starts kissing me back. He grabs the back of my head and my neck and just kisses me. His lips are soft surprisingly uz we did have any water for awhile. And it stays that way until we pull apart.

"Don't ever think anything has changed. YOu are still the Mason I know.," I say. We go to bed after that. Well, I attempt to go to bed. I can't stop thinking about Mason, about that kiss. I hope he still feels that way about me, cuz I know that I feel that way about fim now. Without thinking, I roll over to the other side of my pillow. Mason just happened to be right there. So I'm practically laying against him now. I wonder if he is awake. I whisper his name just loud enough so he can hear it. He doesn't answer. I guess he is asleep. I decide I better get to sleep as well. I pull the blanket up close to my face and I close my eyes and I drift off a couple of minutes later. I wake up and there is an arm around me. I am right up against Mason. I'm not tired anymore. I slowly take Masons arm off of me. I be as careful as possible so I don't wae Mason up. I carefully grab my clothes out of the garbage sack. Mason is sleeping so I figure it is ok to get dressed in here. I get dressed and there are sandwiches in the pak of food. Mason wakes up to the sound of me getting into the food.

"Is it even morning?" Mason asks

"Well it is bright outside, so I would assume yeah." I say

"We should really get a watch around here." Mason says sitting up

"That would be nice. Tell me when you get one. Would yeah?" I say. "Well get dressed. We want to try and get somewhere today."

"Are we not going to eat breakfast?" Mason asks

"I'll make some sandwiches for on the go." I say. I start unzipping the tent to go out until Mason says,

"Don't bother leaving. I already saw you getting changed. It's only fair." Mason pulls on a shirt.

"When!?" I ask

"This morning." Maso says laughing.

"You were sleeping!" I say confused

"Well I was until I heard the garbage sack move. I'm a light sleeper. I woke up to you pulling your shirt off. And I have to say, "Dang!"Mason says

"Shut up!" I say. I walk out of the tent and say, "Get dressed." I scowl at him and zip the tent up from the outside. I kick around the dirt and start thinking. I wonder if it is going to be awkward between us because of what happened last night. I hope not because I really like the friendship we have. But then I really like Mason. So I need to choose between it. Friendship, or love. I have a feeling we won't be back home for awhile. So do I wanna live with my best friend? Or a boyfriend?
"Hey, I'm finished." Mason says. I go in and say,

"Fold up the blankets, will yeah?"
"Sure." Mason answers. I start making Peanut jelly sandwiches. I pull out the bread and realize I should probably put my hair up. I touch my hair, and my hair is so oily. It feels disgusting. Apparently Mason was watching cuz he said,

"You still don't want to shower?"

"We didn't even bring the shower stuff." I say

"I did. I thought you might want to use it, so I figured I'd pack it." Mason says smiling.

"Well in that case, maybe I'll consider it." I say tossing a sandwich to Mason.

"That's it?" Mason asks

"Do you want to sae food? Or just gobble it all down at once." I say in a smart tone.

"Ok. No need to freak out." Mason says

"I'm not. I'm just , orta on edge." I say. "Sorry." I decide I want friendship. I choose Masons friendship.