Mason’s P.O.V.I was perturbed.
I don’t know why. I know it’s really stupid to behave like a 14 year old teenage boy who just got in a relationship for the very first time; but even though I’m a 21 year old grown up man, it still is my first relationship; if you can call it that. The thought that Bella was pissed at me for such a small thing didn’t settle well with me. I know I shouldn’t have pushed her away for Caleb’s words. I was just angry at him and when she messaged me I tossed it all on her, I know it was me who was at wrong.
Trust me. Alastair has made it very clear to me, since yesterday.
“Because you are at fault, you dickhead” I hear him say again.
“Yeah I know. I’ve been hearing the same shit from you for quite some time now. SO shut up” I grumble back.
“The first opportunity you get, you piss our mate off. So much for being THE GUY for her” he bitches back.
I ignore him totally and get up from my bed, moving towards my bathroom to get ready for college.
“If she leaves me because of your stupidity, I’ll make you pay for your cockiness, you asshole” he growls again.
God, he is infuriating me.
I block him out and start the shower, the warm water falling on my body calming my nerves a little bit. I usually don’t have a bath so early. My routine involves getting up at 5, training for 2 and a half hour, having a bath, breakfast and then leaving for college around 8. But due to over thinking about something, I just couldn’t get proper sleep. It ruined my sleep schedule, due to which I woke up late and even after that I couldn’t focus on training; so Tyler told me to take a break today, which is why I’m having a bath at around 7 in the morning.
The water is so soothing and relaxing my muscles from all the stress that my brain cells have passed on to them, that I lose account of time. It’s the noise of my phone ringing that brings me back from my thoughts. Wrapping a towel around my waist, I make my way towards my bedside table where my phone is settled. When I look at the name blinking on my phone, I panic a little.
Why is she calling so early in the morning?
“Oh great. She finally realized we aren’t worth her time” I hear Alastair bicker.
“Shut up man”
After panicking for a few minutes, I pick it up and say, “Hello?”
No reply.
Oh my god. She is going to break up with me. I am so screwed. Wait. I never asked her to be my girlfriend, so that means we aren’t dating. Can she break up with me in this situation? Damn. Now that makes me feel like an even bigger fool. Why didn’t I ask her to be my girlfriend yet? What the hell am I waiting for?
Maybe for Caleb to make a move?
No way in hell am I allowing that asshole near my baby girl. Why isn’t she saying anything? Maybe I should ask again.
“Baby girl?”
Her reply catches me off guard. Wait. What happened over here? She wants me to have breakfast with her? Why does she sound sad? Why the hell am I blabbering to her?
Get a grip man.
Okay. She wants to have breakfast with me. That’s a nice sign; at least she doesn’t want a break up. Breakfast she wants and breakfast she will get. She doesn’t even sound pissed, just a little sad. Maybe she wants to talk to me about something, let’s see. I think I should ask Matt about it first; maybe he could give me a head start.
The moment I disconnect her call, I call Matt and he picks on the third ring. “Mason?” he asks in a questioning tone.
Well. Hello to you to man.
“Is everything okay with Bella?” is my first question to him.
“Yes” he replies.
“She called me to have breakfast with her. She didn’t sound so good man” I tell him.
He just replies with a hmm.
“What the fuck is wrong with you. I asked you something Matthew?” I bark at him.
Still the only thing that comes out of his mouth is a hmm. The fuck is wrong with him. He is pissing me off now. My girl is moping about something at the campus and he doesn’t give a shit about her. If he keeps doing this, I think I’m going to change my mind about making them my allies and might just end up killing them. I am about to give Matt a piece of my mind when I hear someone shout behind him.
Are they arguing about something? Maybe about Bella’s whereabouts?
“I am going to meet Bella” I inform him and he replies with an Okay.
“You want me to keep you posted about her?” I ask him one last time, he replies with a Yes and I disconnect the call with a final Okay.
Once I’m dressed, I make a run towards my car and jump in, driving like my life depended on it and covering a distance of about almost 12 minutes in a record breaking time of 5 minutes. I enter the campus, park my car and start walking towards the lawn area, because that is the only place where anyone who would want to relax will go.
I see a girl sitting by a tree on the right side of the pavement. She is not far away from the lane, can be easily spotted, wearing a maroon hoodie, earphones plugged in. She is trying to relax, but her scrunched up forehead says a different story. What is bothering her? I just hope that prick Caleb didn’t say anything stupid to her or else I’m going to end that boy for once and for all.
She might be stressed, but she has that early morning sunrays on her face, as if she is getting sun kissed. I take my phone out and click a few pictures. She doesn’t realize it since she has her earphones on. I slowly settle on her right side and position myself to pose as if she is laying her head on my shoulder and click a few more. She realizes my presence and removes her earphones and stares at with an amused smile.
After clicking a few pictures and bickering back and forth with her, I stand up and extend my hand for her to take it. She takes it and that’s when I hear her thoughts, we are twinning. That was a total coincidence. I didn’t even notice it, until I heard her thoughts. But that’s not what has me tied down, it’s the self bickering she is having with herself about whether she is falling for me and whether what she feels for me is LOVE. I smile at her thoughts. She is fighting with herself, trying to convince herself that it’s just a mate bond thing, whatever she is feeling.
I know it’s not just a mate thing, I’ve seen people brought together due to mate bond; I don’t think it’s so strong. I mean the feeling we have, when the other one is stressed, upset or restless. Mom told me that it happens once the couple has mated, but I and Bella, we aren’t mated yet; still we feel it. The pull, the bond, the pain, the flutter, everything. It’s something way more than just a normal Mate bond and that is the only reason I tell her, “The thing that your feeling is more than just a mate pull, you know it don’t you love?”
“Huh!” is the only thing that leaves her mouth and then she starts debating with herself again about how she needs to keep her thoughts to herself and that she need to learn to control them so that I don’t hear them all the time.
I shrug at her thoughts and continue, “And it most definitely is the other thing and you know you can’t avoid it.”
She has her mouth wide open, staring at me. I can’t help but smile at her expression, “If you keep looking at me like that, you are definitely going to catch flies babe.”
She shuts her mouth in an instant and starts walking. I follow her and ask, “Are you okay love?” She pauses and turns towards me shock evident on her face, I see her expression turn gloomy and tears lace her eyes. Without even thinking, I pull her to myself and wrap her in a hug, caressing my hands through her hair. She relaxes after a few minutes and wraps her arms around me, enveloping me in her beautiful warmth and fragrance.
I can sense her troubled emotions but can’t hear a word of her thoughts. This never happened before; I always hear what she thinks. I feel her tears on my sweatshirt and slowly pull her away to hold her face within my hands. Giving her a small smile, I say, “Hey. Whatever it is; I promise, we’ll get through this. I’m right here.”
She nods and wraps her arms around me again. I feel like maybe that is what she need right now and let her stay like that for a while. My mind goes back to the thought about, why can’t I hear her thoughts, if maybe I could hear them I would be able to solve her problem and bring that amazing smile back. But to my luck, I can’t. That’s when it clicks; maybe she learnt to control them? But she couldn’t do it a few minutes ago.
What is bothering her?
“You don’t need to hear her thoughts to make her feel good and solve her problem, douche bag” barks Alastair.
Even though I hate him right now, I can’t deny the fact that he is right. She is my mate, she is MINE and I seriously don’t need to hear her thoughts to cheer her up. I slowly try to cheer her up by saying, “You learnt to hide your thoughts from me, you sneaky girl.”
I hear her giggle and she moves away to say, “I didn’t do it on purpose. It just happened.”
“Sure it did” I reply with a smirk mischievously.
She just chuckles at my comment and turns to walk away, saying “Come on. Let’s get you some breakfast. You must be hungry.”
I grab her arm and pull her towards myself, whispering “and you aren’t?”
She looks confused for a second then understands and replies, “No. I don’t feel like eating. I’ll keep you company.”
“Hell No traitor. I came all the way breaking traffic rules to have breakfast with my woman and I’m going to have it with her” I retort back.
“But I’m not hungry” she whines.
I smirk teasingly, dropping my mouth to her ear and say, “Either you have breakfast with me or I’ll have you as my breakfast. The choice is yours babe” dipping my head a little to kiss her on her neck. She unconsciously cranes her neck in the opposite side, giving me more space to ravage her. I continue kissing her, feeling her labored breaths encourages me to go on. I open my mouth to extend my tongue out and lick her at the spot where she will be baring my mark and a guttered moan escapes her lips. I can’t control my smile that makes its way on my lips.
She is a melting mess in my hands and it makes me feel proud about it. Because I know for sure, she is one hell of a strong woman and if she melts in my hands like putty than she definitely feels the same things for me just as I feel for her. I slowly move away from her and look at her, she still has her eyes closed and is still wrapped in the cloud of desire. Sensing my distance from her, she opens her eyes and slowly composes herself. She turns and looks around to check if people noticed us.
Luckily, no one did.
“Let’s go” is her answer to my previous question making me smirk. She grabs my hand and starts pulling me with her, this time I follow her. As we are walking God knows where, I ask her again, “So what did you decide baby girl?”
She stops mid step, blush rising on her cheeks, starts walking again while saying, “I’ll have breakfast with you.”
“Good choice love. I don’t have to give you hickeys anymore in the middle of the road now” hearing my words she pauses again and shouts “WHAT?”
I see her panic over it as she takes her phone out and uses it as a mirror to check her neck. She sees a dark patch forming on her neck and gasps. “Oh my god. This is huge.”
I snake my arm around her neck and reply, “Not God sweetie, say Oh My Mason.”
“Shut up you dumb human, unless and until you want me to smack some sense in you” she shouts trying to act angry, but fails miserably as her blush keeps on increasing turning her look like a ripe tomato.
“You can spank some sense in me, if you want too” I reply to her.
“Oh my god. My ears are going to bleed” she whines closing her ears with her hands, but not making eye contact with me.
I mock her by saying, “You’re such a Drama Queen”.
It takes me a second to compose myself from her reply, which shuts me up at once; when she says, “Well… Then I’m YOUR drama queen”.
I look at her with a genuine smile lacing at my lips; I pull her towards me to say, “Yes you are.”