Crystal
Mason's chest was rising rapidly as he shouted. I felt sick. I don’t remember any of this. This was not the Lucas I know. He would tell me stories, sneak treats for us to share, and take care of me when I was sick.
“That b*****d! All this time he’s been putting me through hell, blaming me for what he did”
I put my hand on Mason’s cheek, forcing him to look down at me. His face softened slightly as he placed his hand over mine, closing his eyes and taking deep breaths to calm himself.
When his breathing evened out, he kissed the palm of my hand and held it to his chest.
“What happened after?”
“He just smiled at me, ‘If I can’t have her then no one can’, I told Annissa and my sister about this, but they ignored it”
We sat in silence for a moment. I was trying to wrap my head
