Mason

Part 8: kidnapped again

/AN: On the outfit that's Emma's body figure too/

I woke up with Mason's arm around me  with me laying on my stomach. I get up and have a bad feeling, something bad is going to happen. I get up completely and get clothes out of Masons closet, I go into the bathroom and braid my hair and change. Mason stands at the door and waits for me half naked, I lay down on his bed and relax watching TV, this time it wasn't the news! I couldn't really care to watch the news or hear what my mom has to say, I just couldn't care. Mason comes out and stretches

"You should talk to Trisha more." He says "she misses talking to you."

"How should you know?" I ask lazily changing channels

"Because, I know." He says and gets in front of my view

"Oh, cool." I say flipping channels. He sighs and gets on top of me "what the fuck!?" I strain "you're so heavy!"

"Probably cause you're all bone." He chuckles getting off of me. He starts to stare at me creepily

"You're creepy." I laugh and look at him, he bends down and kisses me and I just let it happen, I put my hand on his cheek, he gets in between my legs. He starts to kiss my neck going down and he holds the other side of my neck, barely touching it, he starts to suck slightly on my neck but then goes back to kissing. My breathing starts to hitch when his hand traces my neck down near my boob when there was a knock

"Ignore it." Mason said to me and kept going he rubbed my thigh up and down and started to kiss me again

"Boss, we need to talk, it's urgent." The guy says behind the door. Mason sighs but gets off of me, he leaves me alone in the room and I put on my converses. I stare at Lance's room for a while when I knock

"Yes?" I hear Trisha's voice say. I walk in to see Lance still asleep and Trisha reading a magazine of, weddings?

"Is there something you want to tell me Trisha?" I asked looking at the magazines

"Emma, look we'll talk about this later, okay?" She says

"But why can't we talk about what's going on now?" I ask

"I'm just busy, okay? So go." She says forcefully. I shake my head not believing what she said, i leave her room and go down to the garden. I see Tim and I go up to him

"You didn't have to cover for me like that yesterday." He said

"I know, but if I didn't, you'd be dead but me, he loves me too much." I say

We sit down at a bench and Tim stares at my neck

"Was it forced?" He asked pushing my hoodie back. Ashamed, I cover it with the hoodie "Emma, you can't fall for him." He said grabbing my hand

"I know." I say. We stare at each other and for the first time I see me in him, blonde hair, blue eyes, same eyebrows, and facial structure. "Where you and Grace twins?" I ask

"Yes, why do you ask?" He says

"Me and Grace are so alike and me and you are so alike." I say "I'm pretty sure you can think what I thought." I say

"You're smart." He chuckled

"So so." I laughed "um, Tim" I start hesitantly

"Yes Em?" He asks

"If your sister was pregnant with Dave or Mason what would you think?" I ask

"Well, I'd be a bit mad at her, but I wouldn't care because she's my sister." He says

"I figured out what she was keeping from you." I said gripping his hand tightly "she was pregnant with Daves child, he didn't want a child so she went back to Mason." I say

"She was?" He asked and I nodded "I wish I could see the baby." He said "I would've supported her in anything." He looks at me

"I know." I say

"I don't know if this is too much to ask for, but could we talk everyday and maybe become... close?" He asked

"Of course." I say smiling.

MASON'S POV

In my office me and my tech. specialist talk

"Boss, Blake is out of jail." He says pacing

"What!?" I yell

"He escaped." He quickly says "he's came back." He paced "he's going to come here for Grace, but for Emma."

"Calm down." I say "we need to make a plan and keep Emma safe." I say "who knows what he'll do to her once he has her."

"What should we do with Emma?" He asks

"Don't worry, I'll handle her." I say "just make sure we have guns loaded and ready to go, get our best shooters on the borders and around the garden. Emma goes there all the time, and make sure someone is always with her." I say and he leaves.

EMMA'S POV

I lay in the grass with my eyes closed breathing in the fresh air. Something cold goes against my neck

"Don't make a sound." I hear a man. I open my eyes to see a guy with a knife to my neck. He reaches out a napkin looking thing and brings it to my face

"Wait," I whisper "I wont make a noise, just don't chloroform me." I beg

"Nope." He says and press the rag to my mouth and nose. I feel him pick me up bridal style and everything goes black.

~

I groan as I feel bound and tied, I lift my head up to see I'm bound to a chair, in my underwear and bra, I try and push my hands out of the ropes but didn't work.

"Mason?" I groan not able to scream "Trisha?" I breathed out "Tim?"

"They aren't going to come." Someone says and comes towards me "you're quite the skinny one, it'll hurt more." He says

"What are you talking about?" I ask irritated

"My names Blake by the way." He smiles

"Is that suppose to mean something?" I ask confused

"So Mason never told you." He chuckles "he stole Grace from me when she was little."

"How could he? He was two years older than her, how could an infant kidnap an infant you dumbass." I spat

"You better watch your pretty mouth." He smirk

"Or what?" I say. He grins and grabs a knife from a table, I show no fear "oh my I'm so scared." I say "I can take what ever shit you're going to give."

"That's good, but I don't think you can?" He smiles. He grazes the knife on my skin, he slices a place on my stomach and I scream "Do you still think you can take it?" He asks, I Ball my hands into a fist

"Yes." Breathlessly I say "I can take it." Blood oozes down my stomach to my leg

"You're going to be here for a long time." He smiles and touches my cheek. He leaves me alone I the dark with my wound bleeding out, I scream in anger and sadness. The chair was wooden and I tried to get up but it just pushed more blood out, I groan in pain but force myself to jump to brake the chair. I growl in pain when it didn't work, someone came in, a different man, he untied me and looked at me

"Help me." I plead

"Sorry, bosses orders." He says

"No!" I yell. He takes the sharp objects and leaves. I lay on the floor and hold my wound, everything goes blurry and then black.