Chapter Nine

Ava kicked off her heels, ruffled her long curled inky locks, and strolled over to Mason's bed.

She hadn’t bothered turning on the lights that would only intensify the migraine simmering behind her eyelids.

The moon offered a faint glow through the window, just enough for her to spot the bed. Barely, but she wasn’t blind enough to miss its outline in the dark.

As she sank onto the mattress and shifted closer to the headboard, her thoughts immediately drifted to the many girls who had likely been there before her.

Disgust rose in Ava’s chest. She hesitated, wondering if she should just leave the room.

But it was the only vacant room in the house

With a sigh, she made up her mind she’d deal with it now and shower first thing in the morning.

Curling up in Mason's covers, Ava rolled onto her back and stared up at the dark ceiling.

The thudding of the walls disrupted her attempt at peace and quiet though up here, it wasn’t as deafening as it had been downstairs.

Her eyes slowly fluttered shut. She didn’t know how long she had been lying there when the door suddenly swung open and someone stumbled in.

Her eyes snapped wide open, an alarm flashing across her face.

She should’ve locked the door. How could she have forgotten?

Ava stayed perfectly still, hoping whoever had walked in would realize their mistake and walk back out.

Ava stayed silent and prayed that the person who entered would go back out.

But no such luck. When she heard the lock on the door, a chill run down her spine.

She played dead but her eyes were wide open in alert. If anything she'd try to jump out the window if she can't make it to the door in time.

She thought as her mind raced with thoughts of fear.

And then.

Bang.

"Fuck!" Mason hissed as he tumbles to the floor, hard.

"Who the fuck put those damn heels here?!" He growled and Ava heard her poor heels smack on the wall

Did he really fling my heels!? She thought as she glared at where she thought he had fallen.

At least it was Mason in the room and not some

pervert who followed her here.

She sighed in relief but stayed quiet to see what he'd do or say. He hadn't put the light on and by the sound of his stumbling feet, Ava knew he was drunk.

Maybe if she stayed quiet he'd not know she was here.

She surely didn't feel like arguing with him right now and they never missed a chance to argue.

If he caught her in his room he'd irritate her to death about it.

Ava stayed mute and watch his silhouette in the dark stumble to his feet.

She didn't want to move off the bed because it would make noise and he'd hear.

So she stay frozen on the bed and waited with battered breath to see what he'd do next.

She prayed he'd just come for some hidden liquor or condoms or something and leave.

But when she saw his figure approaching the bed she gulped and closed her eyes.

Please don't come here. Please don't

Ava let out a gasp of breath when a sudden weight falls on top of her.

"What the fuck?" Mason slurred in confusion.

His weighed pushed her down into the mattress and Ava groaned. "Off. Off." She wheezed.

Mason rolled behind her but one of his legs stay between her thighs.

"Who the fuck?" Mason slurred in confusion, his hot breath fanning against her cheek.

Ava was too busy hauling air into her lungs to care to answer him.

He nearly squished her to death!

*Minutes before*

Mason downed another gulp of liquor. He wasn't drinking beer anymore, no, he sort out for something stronger after that little banter with

She fucking walked away after he saved her from a guy who leered at her like she was a piece of meat.

Mason jaw ticked.

He hated how she danced on that guy and he couldn't explain where that burst of fury came from when he saw that asshole gripping her waist like that.

All he knew was that he saw red and he wanted

to rip that guy's hands off Ava.

Mason poured another cup of liquor and filled it to the brim. He brought the cup to his mouth and drank every bit straight up.

The liquor burned his throat and his chest felt hot.

"Slow down fucker." Lyke said and slapped his back.

Stephan throws his head back and laughed. "Nah let the man have fun! It's his party. Look eat these, you'll have even more fun."

Mason looked down at Stephan’s outstretched

hands and saw two gummy bears.

"Do I look like I want to eat some goddamm gummy bears?" Mason slurred.

"These aren't just gummy bears man. They're special." Stephan laughed and pushed the gummies into Mason palm.

Mason brows furrowed. His vision was a little bit hazy but he didn't see anything special about these gummy bears.

"They're edibles." Stephan snorted. "They'll make you happy as fuck."

They'll make him happy? Mason was fucking furious still and he definitely wanted to stop feeling so damn angry.

Especially when he didn't know why he was so angry in the first place.

Why did he even care that the guy's hands were on Avasy waist?

Mason grunted and took the edibles.

"Are you sure about this man?" Luke asked with a tinge of worry. Mason had already downed two cups of liquor. Edibles weren't a safe option to take after that.

Mason didn't answer him and pushed both

A few minutes later as he stared at the moving bodies on the dance floor, he felt like he was going mad. Because all those different faces turned into Ava’s face.

What the fuck?!

Mason rubbed his palm over his face a couple of times but he was still haunted by her face.

He was going insane.

"Man, are you okay?"

He heard Luke’s voice but when he turned around to face luke he saw Ava.

Yes. Mason had officially lost his mind.

He shook his head. "I'm going upstairs."

He didn't wait for his friends to respond and found himself stumbling up the stairs and making his way to his room.

He closed the door behind him and locked it.

Good. He'll not be haunted by her face here.

How can he think of that prude when he was high? What was going on with him?

He stumbled his way to his bed only to tumble on some heels.

"Fuck!" He groaned. When did heels get in his room?

"Who the fuck put those damn heels here?!"

He clumsily got to his feet after flinging those heels and continued his journey to the bed. His vision was a bit hazy and his ears rang.

So much for having fun at his own party. So much for them edibles to make him happy. He

felt like shit.

Mason threw himself on his bed, his body freezing when he landed on a soft body.

What the hell?

He heard a gasp under him and knew it was definitely a girl. The feel of her body under him confirmed that too.

And God, why did this girl feel so good under him?