ZOE BELL PART 78 Mason must have known I wasn’t happy with

ZOE BELL PART 78

Mason must have known I wasn’t happy with him because he left me alone for the rest of the day. I got home and was thankful for no homework troubles. I could just relax and try and figure out what I was going to do with my problems. This was not an easy thing to accomplish seeing as I had so many serious problems in my wake. I slip my clothes off and slide into a steaming hot, vanilla scented bubble bath. For some reason I make the best decisions with steam floating around me, and the noise of the flowing water conveniently blocking out reality.

I turned the water off when it was up to my neck in depth, and let myself relax into the sweet luxury of hot water. I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I know, the hairs on my arms are sticking up and Mason is sitting on the side of my bathtub, trailing his fingers through my water.

I sink lower into the water, grateful for the shield of bubbles, and glare at him.

"It’s school, are we going to talk now?"

I look down at my hands and wondered how long I was in the tub for. The water was still steaming, but my hands looked like prunes.

"Not with me in the bathtub! How long have you been in here?" I was beginning to feel self conscious with his gaze staring into my eyes.

"Ten minutes. I’ve been trying to probe your dreams." Great, my werewolf boyfriend was trying to spy on me through his ability to enter my dreams. Supposedly it was because we were linked together, but I was far from thinking that this whole ‘marking’ was as serious as everyone is claiming it is.

"So you’re a stalker now, huh?"

He laughs and I feel myself smile. I quickly sober my face and he hands me my robe that was hanging from my bathroom door.

Before I could say anything, he turns around an leaves me to myself so I can get dressed. I wasn’t particularly in a caring mood, so I just slipped on some shorts and a tank top, not even bothering with makeup. I put my hair in a towel to keep the water off my neck, and yank the door open to find Mason grinning at me from my balcony doors.

"What’s funny?" I snap.

"Nothing. Should we go now?" He took a couple steps towards me.

"Where are we going?" I didn’t want to go anywhere. Especially looking like this. Maybe that was why he was smiling.

"I was thinking my house, or the park or something."

"Why can’t we just stay here?"

If he wasn’t trying to win my love back, I’m positive that he would have told me I was stupid for asking such a question in this situation.

"Babe, they can all hear us. I was hoping we could go somewhere in privacy."

I go back in my bathroom and carelessly blow dry my hair. I think about some eyeliner and mascara, but I decide against it when I remember my not caring mood. I pull on a shirt that coincides with my tank top, and go back out to Mason.

"You’re gorgeous. And I truly love you." He pulled me into a hug and kissed me.

I was mad at myself for kissing him back, but that didn’t mean I didn’t enjoy the kiss. I pushed him back and cocked an eyebrow at him. He raised his hands in surrender and motioned for me to lead the way. I stomp past my brothers and Curtis in the living room. When I get to Mason’s truck, I get in and slam the door extra hard. He cringes and shakes his head.

"You have to be gentle with my girl, Zo." He starts the truck and begins the journey to his house.

I look at him. "Your girl?"

He grins and nods.

"So what am I, exactly?"

His grin falters. "My girlfriend?"

"Just drive." I sit back and ignore the hand that keeps prodding my leg in an attempt for me to hold his hand. I stare out the window as houses and trees pass by in the familiar route to his house. He’s going 15 over the speed limit and I half hoped a cop would pull out and give him a ticket. He probably would have talked himself out of it though. Faked an injury that would need me to get to the hospital or something.

Trixie wasn’t home when we got to his house, and I secretly wished she was so that I could have had an escape when I didn’t want to hear his crap anymore.

"Do you want anything? Water or food or something?" He pulled me into the kitchen and I sank into a plush dining table chair.

"Water please." He handed me a glass of ice water before I finished my request and sat down across from me with his own glass of water.

"So. . ."

I looked at him and raised my eyebrows. "Yes?"

"Where should we start?"

"Are you serious?" I suddenly lost my temper and was two seconds away from throwing my water in his face. Trixie wouldn’t appreciate the water damage to her furniture though, so I restrained myself. "You were the one so adamant on talking, so you are starting. Not me."

He sighed and looked a little lost. I didn’t care, though, so I stayed quiet in my seat, waiting for him to continue with the bull he was about to dish out to me.

"I love you Zoe, and I know I’ve done things I shouldn’t have, but I can change. I swear it. Will you please just give me another chance?"

"You don’t get it, do you?" I shake my head and slam my water glass on the table. "You lied to me Mason! You cheated on me! Don’t you see that? You hurt me, Mason. I don’t want to be with someone that hurts me. So unless you’re going to prove to me that you can tell the truth, and the whole truth, then I’m leaving."

A hint of a smile appeared on his face from my little tantrum, and I lost it. I threw my water glass at him and ran for the front door. He swore and I heard his footsteps following after me as I ran through the house to get to the door. I seen it and ran as hard as I could to get to it. I almost made it too! He pulled me away right as my hand touched the handle.