Maltreat

Eleven

I don't know whether or not to regret getting in the car with Mason. This whole trip had been a disaster and here we are now stuck on the side of the road waiting for triple A to come. To make matters worse it was beyond cold and the snow was piling up along the outside of the car, we were for sure stuck in so many ways. He and I sat in silence trying not to talk to each other anymore because all we did was argue. So to save us both the trouble I did exactly what he told me which was to shut the fuck up.

I sat in the back seat with my arms folded and my blanket wrapped tight around my body. Mason, on the other hand, resided in the driver's seat nearly shivering to death, too upset with me to come back here and share the blanket with me. I knew he was cold and at some point would give in, probably when he gets tired of hearing his own teeth chatter, but for now he was within refusal. He cursed under his breath checking the time on his phone then sucking his teeth. He was so impatient, he wasn't just mad at me, he was also upset that someone hasn't come and got us. What did he really expect, though? It's only been fifteen minutes.

His eyes wandered to the backseat and came across my cocooned body than my face. I was still shivering and this blanket did me little to no justice in this thirty-degree weather. My eyes met his as I gave him an apologetic look which only caused him to roll his eyes and turn around. This was all my fault.

I knew from the first time I laid eyes on Mason that I wanted him. I wanted him something fierce, but I also knew he didn't want me. He was perfectly happy with his girlfriend of a year and here I was trying to ruin that with my messed up feelings. I should have never volunteered to ride to the hotel with him, Cerise and Devyn should have never trusted me too. It's just that he was such a mind fuck from the time I ran into him on my way to class up until now. Always flirting with me and touching me, he made me feel like there was something between us. I was so stupid to try to kiss him, to openly tell him how I felt around him. It's just... He was the first guy who ever made me feel comfortable and never judged me. True enough he didn't know everything about me, but he knew how off I was and still became my friend.

Maybe that's what pulled me in.

I mean, it didn't help that he was good looking and charming. That made it all the worse, a good looking guy actually wanted to talk to me and be around me. He didn't mind being seen in public with me or bringing me around his other friends. I felt like I was actually more a part of his life than his girlfriend, he took me places he didn't take her, and maybe that's why I felt so entitled to having him. No one ever treated me the way he did, no guy at least. He didn't try to hurt me or force me into sex, he just wanted my company and I had to go and ruin that.

"Mason I'm sorry I didn't mean-" He held his hand up stopping me, his face still turned towards the front windshield where the window was growing thick with snow. I slumped into the seat more preparing for what was to come.

"You meant what you said and we both know it." He says in an all-knowing tone that makes me frown and bites the inside of my lip. In my mind, I figured that at any moment he could tell me that we could no longer be friends because of Devyn and his relationship. It would tear me apart if he left me now when I needed him the most. Sure I would still have Cerise, but Mason and Cerise held two different meanings to me. Mason sighed when he realized I had nothing to say, he turned around and attempted to climb in the backseat, something that took a lot of effort due to the fact that he was, in fact, bigger than me.

Mason was honestly too tall to even attempt to crawl into the backseat of his truck but he did it anyway. Somehow he ended up sitting next to me yanking the blanket off of me and pulling me into his lap and then wrapping the blanket around us, another mind fuck. He always showed me too much affection, so much that it felt like he wanted me when he really didn't. His arms wrapped around me holding me close as I lean my head against the window looking out at the falling snow.