Mason

Mason sighed and wrapped his arms around her small frame. For a moment, he just stood there and held her. She was his world, his everything. He would literally do anything for her. “I’m sorry, I’m just tired.” He spoke softly, as if his words would never take away the pain....

Mason held her still, stroking her hair comfortingly. "Shhhhhh." He said tenderly, still trying to comfort her. He hated when she cried because it made him feel terrible inside. There was this pit in his stomach that for some reason pushed him to always want to see her smile. "You tired?" He said pulling away for a second, gently wiping the tears from her cheeks with his thumbs.

Mason looked down at the coat with a surprised expression, then back down into her eyes as her tiny finger jabbed his chest. “I don’t mean to.” He said simply, though his eyes showed all of his emotions. “You’re the one who’s stuck with me, remember? You talk like you don’t...

Mason sighed and wrapped his arms around her small frame. For a moment, he just stood there and held her. She was his world, his everything. He would literally do anything for her. "I'm sorry, I'm just tired." He spoke softly, as if his words would never take away the pain. Maybe he was the worst guy in the universe, but for some reason Eve chose him, and he would always be grateful. With her, everything seemed so simple, even when it wasn't. It was the perfect life he had wanted but never had the chance of having. Her and him were soul mates, he just knew it. She was his perfect fit.

Mason listened to her words. “I didn’t say any of that was your fault, I was saying I’ve made sacrifices.” Mason continued to cook as she spoke, calming his temper. He was no longer angry, and actually rather calm. “If you want to help raise Lincoln, you have to make a lot of...

Mason looked down at the coat with a surprised expression, then back down into her eyes as her tiny finger jabbed his chest. "I don't mean to." He said simply, though his eyes showed all of his emotions. "You're the one who's stuck with me, remember? You talk like you don't want an us." His green eyes never left hers, their eyes burning into each other. Why was she so freaking difficult? She was always so stubborn. But then he realized, no matter how many hurtful words she spoke, or how much time she was away, he wouldn't want it any other way.

Mason turned from the cooking with a slightly offended and confused look. A slight hint of disbelief washed over his features. “Oh, right. I forgot. I didn’t sacrifice anything. I didn’t lose my sister somewhere, I didn’t give up hunting the pack that killed my family, and I...

Mason listened to her words. "I didn't say any of that was your fault, I was saying I've made sacrifices." Mason continued to cook as she spoke, calming his temper. He was no longer angry, and actually rather calm. "If you want to help raise Lincoln, you have to make a lot of sacrifices." He mentioned simply, still not turning to face her. When he heard the last words come from her mouth, he felt a stinging in his heart. He turned to her, his face stern, yet his eyes showed how crushed he was. "And I sincerely apologize for that.... It was nice seeing you Eve, I'm sure we'll see each other again. But you should probably get to Mexico." He said not really knowing what else to say to her comment. He grabbed her coat for her, handed it to her, and made his way to the door.

I'm tired.

Don’t start with me Mason. You’ve sacrificed a lot? What have you sacrificed? I gave you immortality and I cut down half of my work to be with you, do you not understand that I should be in Mexico right now but instead I’m here with you?

Mason turned from the cooking with a slightly offended and confused look. A slight hint of disbelief washed over his features. "Oh, right. I forgot. I didn't sacrifice anything. I didn't lose my sister somewhere, I didn't give up hunting the pack that killed my family, and I sure as hell didn't give up my whole goddamn life to fix myself for you. I changed everything. Then I adopted a baby, which requires sacrifices of everything. But of course that's nothing." He then turned back to the cooking, trying to calm his slight temper. "You're not the only one with things to do. Things to sacrifice." He mumbled something under his breath, and he didn't even know if she would hear it. "And the immortality was an accident."

I'm tired.

And you can’t be mad at me for wanting to spend time with you.

I’m sorry, Mason. I don’t know how many times you want me to say it.

I'm tired.

Yeah, Eve, I am.

Well, stop. You can’t be mad at me for doing what I was made to do.

And you can't be mad at me for wanting to spend time with you.

I'm tired.

Yeah, I get it…..

You are upset with me about this?

Yeah, Eve, I am.

I'm tired.

Mason, come on.. You know I have a job, but I’m sorry I didn’t tell you where I was going.

Yeah, I get it.....