Mason pov
As we arrived at Melrose road nearby the gas station shop.We had to exit the car as we have made a bet about who gets the beers first out of the convenience store win a chance to pick the playlist song hoping that she won because judging by the rest of girls and Wyatt that was a certified Taylor Swift, Lana del ray and Miley Cyrus fans, in the meantime we were waiting for Grayson to get the beers for us whilst discussing amongst ourselves which team would win.
"You are going to need the best of luck out there or otherwise Team spark-fly will win." said a worried-looking Fletcher.
Silently, I sit by to watch how the bet went as we saw Grayson exited the store whilst he shook his head at us which indicates that he was unsuccessful in getting those beers which means that it was still a draw and then all the girls were talking completely against us but the truth was I was loving every single moment that she was smiling or laughing no caring if I lose,draw or win.
Both of our friends Avenna and Wyatt were getting very competitive with each other as we were all sensing something different was going on between them being flirty together knowing that his had fangirls on campus, his life was slightly more complicated since his parents were mighty rich being his dad a billionaire businessman and his stepmom was a doctor anyway, I doubt that he would ever get the guts to tell his girl best friend how he feels about her.
"Don't worry because I have got it covered with my Id-"
Her red haired friend Avenna Interrupted Wyatt midway through his speech as he missed up her hair. "Really your fake ID Steven McCongal one? I bet you will lose this deal." Laughed Avenna.
Everyone else was doing different things like talking to each other, laughing and on their phones messaging our friends to come over to the beach as we were holding hands with one another. She looks so beautiful as ever every single day that I can't even describe how exquisite she looked in her dress next, I pulled her closer to my chest smelling her scented peach hair. Furthermore, I learned that I wasn't bad who breaking my Mum heart for all the stuff that he had put her through leaving her with three children to looked after and it was when i decided to grow up earlier than most children my age becoming the reliable and responsible older siblings trying to filling or fix the tiny avoid in their hearts while she tells us that it was none of ours faults.
Other people might see me as a close- off version of myself nevertheless, the truth was that only my mum, my younger brothers, my hockey team as well as friends Asher, Grayson, fletcher, Holden, Wyatt , even the knucklehead Dean can. My sweet hummingbird can understand me like no one else ever can get to see the caring side of me, and the only reason why I never told my Mum about underground thrift races was because they can be dangerous unlike underground fighting that was way worse than illegal races.
"Avenna, what do I get after I win?"asked a smug-looking Wyatt.
Moreover, I know things just got more interesting to watch two closest friends flirt in a challenging way to each other without knowing it. We were down to the last man on our team Fletcher hoping that we would beat the girls in who can get us beers and some non-alcoholic drinks the quickest wins. In hindsight, this was the fastest I have ever seen Wy grinned like a love-struck idiot and I took a picture of his smile to show proof to him in the future or something like that he loves Avenna because I knew that he would just say that they were only friends but none of us were falling for it.
Why does this feel like a best friends to lovers romance novels that her best friend Jessaym made Asher read? so we thought that we should help our team captain to read through it together because he told all of us that there was no I in the team.
"Woah, someone is most definitely arrogant and don't you mean if you win." Avenna says with an exasperated smile. "You get my signature mocktails called red velvet sparkler."
There a vibrations sound that went as my phone was the cause if it being in my pocket even though i just wanted one day off of work to just hang-out with my friends and my worlds as soppy or whatever it sound like but i was just a normal twenty something years old boy who needed a break. In the back of mind I knew I felt something was wrong as my stomach twisted even further so I messaged my mum.
Me: Hey, is there something wrong at home?
Mum: I don't want to alarm you but your dad is back and he claims that he owes the house. He also mentions that he is going to take the boys with him.
Me: Breathe mum, I promise you that I won't let him take the house and I won't let him take Brayden and Aiden too.
Mum: your dad is demanding for money or else but it was a good thing that i got a prenup too.
Me: don't worry I will be there in half an hour.
Natalia chimed in "Make sure if the boys lose that you made them dance to our dance song."
In this life we never get to choose who we were blood related to but we most certainly did get to choose who were part of our family blood related or not, my family would always consist of My mum, twin brothers Bradyen and Aiden, my uncle Clinton, coach Jenkins,my mates Asher, Holden,Wyatt, Grayson, Fletcher, Dean, Noah, my girlfriend friends and last but truly the best my songbirdie Rochelle. I was sure of heck appreciating them who had come inside my life whether it was by a shared love of the sport hockey or we had somehow crosspath too.
I didn't want to think about it so instead I carried on the conversation "And what is your special dance number with your friends?"
Sometimes I even find it hard to explain how I feel about the word love as it all started with a bad childhood full of trauma my dad used to say that I didn't have what it takes to be a great hockey player, he didn't even show up to my birthday party, any special events but once a year he would show off for Christmas going overseas until he would drink a four-pack of beer every day. Then he suddenly turns bitter saying that we were the reason why he lost his job which resulted in him drinking more than half of weight so i never touched even a drink of beer in my twenty-two year of living.
"Let's just say that it's neither Rihanna, Shakira, Adele or Miley Cyrus." she sucked in her lips as she mulled over a mere thought that was inside of her head until she continued talking. "but it would be funny to see you guys dancing to a Shakira song." she giggles out loud.
Natiala walked out of the convenience store with plenty of beers boxes, other drinks, snacks and two slushies in her hands as she handed one over to Dean, although, Holden took a sip out of her whilst my girl Rochelle and everyone else were watching them bickered too loudly when I was watching her intently to make sure she comfort and content here.
On the plus side, the alcohol ban rule that I have been putting myself on works phenomenon on my body as I feel great ninety-eight per cent of the time and if it doesn't work then I would go running or go to the gym to work out relentlessly to get rid of my darkest thoughts in my head.
"At this rate, look like your team is going to win and we will all have to have tolerance for Wyatt's Singing voice."I shook my head and then I paused to ask "Wyatt, why don't you share your ideas of what Avenna's Mocktail should be called."
I had to go home to visit my mom in my childhood home needless to say I have to change the subject after speaking with my friends and I need to comfort my family more than ever before. I quickly said goodbye to them as I showed her those messages on my phone to read eventually, she offered to come with me not quite sure if I could show her the vulnerable part of me completely and the next thing I did was to agree to let her come alongside me even though I asked her if she was already leaving her friends here because it seems rude to ask her to drop everything for me.
"Man, why are you lying about my beautiful singing voice because you are jealous of it? And red, your drinks should be called the Red Enchantress," suggestively flirted Wyatt.
Onwards the roads to my childhood home were filled with so many memories, the good and the bad ones too. Nothing was ever normal about my dysfunctional family as a child growing up wasn't easy for me especially when my bad was the one who causes those night terrors which some of them were just repressed dark memories where i used to get abuse by my dad because i would rather have my family safe being protected by me than them fearing for their lives also i don't get winked of sleep at night which caused me to be insomniac so every sunset i run every day help to tired me out.
For every demons you cannot out run them but you can always faces them was what my uncle Cliton used to say to me but mum on the other hand, would used to say this you might have the world biggest heart as you keep on giving other people help, your love and support even though you were afraid to show a little vulnerability due to our past however, let the amazingly fun stuff outweigh the bad stuff.
Don't be afraid to love too deeply okay?
The younger me would have at least understood what she was trying to say: don't let her and my father's relationship back then affect mine in the future except what she actually meant was loving someone so much that you showed them every single piece of you was weak at all.
It means that you were the strongest person alive to be capable of feeling such emotions.