Chapter 53

                                    

                                          
Author's Note: So shit is about to go down. Hope y'all are ready. That's all I have to say for now.
                          
xoxo, Rosie
                          
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[Emma]
                          
I see humans
                          
But no humanity
                          
- Unknown
                          
[Mason]
                          
Your thoughts kill you don't they?
                          
- Unknown
                          
. . .
                          
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Losing
                          
Mason's POV
                          
My eyes closed slowly, my head heavy. A sigh escaped my lips just before I'm lost to darkness.
                          
Emma's POV
                          
A watch. A watch attached to a wrist. I scream. 
                          
Mason's POV
                          
My eyes fly open and I sit up in bed. There's a shrill scream filling the air, pressing on my ears and hurting my head. 
                          
Emma. 
                          
I jump up and run from my bedroom. Pain rips through my body seeing as it's my first time walking since the incident, but it's bearable. My feet pound against the wooden floors, creaking as I go. Her scream falters and ends and panic claws at my insides. 
                          
I spin around and face the kitchen. "Thank god!" I shout when I see her standing, seemingly unharmed. "Emma what's wrong?" I demand as I watch her cowering.
                          
She points, her entire body trembling. I step to her side and see it. See her. 
                          
Jennifer. Mom. 
                          
She is lying on the floor, half hidden by the kitchen peninsula. "Oh my god, mom!" I say. I fall to her side, putting my head against her chest. Her heart beat is slow, much too slow. 
                          
"Mason..." I hear. I look behind me to where Emma is kneeling on the ground. She reaches for something and pulls up a bottle of pills. "I think she overdosed."
                          
Emma's POV
                          
"Mom! Mom! Wake up mom! Please wake up I need you. You just got here, you can't leave." Tears roll down Mason's cheeks and he pulls Jennifer onto his lap. He smacks her face lightly, shakes her shoulders. 
                          
My eyes fall on our house phone which she is half holding onto in her drugged sleep. The message button is flashing red and I lean over her and pry it from her fingers.
                          
Mason doesn't pay any attention as I click the button and wait.
                          
"One new message," the automatic voice says. 
                          
Then it beeps and I hear, "Hello Mason." He looks up, his eyes wide at the eerie voice. The voice that I could do without hearing for the rest of my life. "I know you're staying at the Reynolds' house. I just wanted to apologize for my actions and for not telling you happy birthday."
                          
Mason grabs my hand and squeezes it, digging his nails into my palm. I don't mind.
                          
"Okay not really. I just wanted to let you know that when I get out of this shit hole I'll know where to go. And also, tell your mother hello for me." The machine beeps to signal the end of the message and it cuts out.
                          
Mason's POV
                          
She was alone. And scared. And broken.
                          
And my father called.
                          
"Call 911," I order Emma. I stick my fingers down my mother's throat and with my free hand press on her stomach.
                          
In the back of my mind I know Emma is speaking to the emergency responders. In the back of my mind I am aware of my mother's saliva. 
                          
In all of my mind I am afraid of losing her. Again.
                          
Emma's POV
                          
Only seconds after I get off the phone, Jennifer's eyes flutter open and she gags. Mason pulls her up just in time for her to throw up. He keeps his fingers secured in her mouth the whole time, forcing her to repeat the process. Hacking and hurling, hacking and hurling.
                          
It seems to work because in the second try I notice two white pills amongst the mess. Fat tears roll down her face and mixing with the vomit. 
                          
Less than a minute later I hear the sounds of the sirens coming our way. "It's going to be okay, it's going to be okay," Mason repeats to Jennifer. "Everything is going to be fine."
                          
Mason's POV
                          
I sit in the back of the ambulance, holding my mother's hand. My feet are bare and chilled by the cold metal of the ambulance interior. The emergency responders forced Emma to stay behind so she's gathering whatever she can think of we may need and driving over as soon as possible.
                          
"She's going to be alright. You did well kid," a friendly looking man tells me, pressing an IV into mom's arm. "How'd you know to do that?" I shake my head, not really sure at all.
                          
I don't speak for the entire ride, just sit staring at my mother's blank face. I could have lost her, but somehow I didn't.
                          
I remember my promise to Emma back when I was in the hospital. That everything would start looking up. And in some twisted way this seems to be fate's way of keeping that promise.
                          
"Hey kid are you alright?" One of the guys asks me. I look up at him, but he blurs before my eyes. 
                          
"I-I think..." I say before everything goes black.
                          
A/N extremely short chapter today, sorry guys. Like I promised-- shit went down. What'd ya think of the first part making you think Mason was dying 😉. and then it's like no he's all good. Sike. He's just blacked out!!! oh no! Anyway I'm hoping to post again soon. Bye!