After another gruesome two hours where I kept myself busy, sorting through things, and packing some that I didn't use while Ava kept asking questions mainly about Mason. He seemed to be her sole focus. She finally took her leave around dinner time, when I told her that I had to help Enid cook dinner. She didn't appreciate the thought of being in the kitchen, cooking. She said it was for poor people.
" Would you pass me the colander?" Enid brought me back to the earthly realm, as I was mindlessly stirring in the beef stew.
I let go of the spoon, unhooked the colander that was right above the stove and handed it to her. Enid stared at my shoulder, with a deep frown.
" What is it ?" I asked when she opened her mouth to say something, but she closed it and took the colander out of my hand. I was curious as to what, Enid had seen on my shoulder, which made her so worried.
I lifted the sleeve of my t-shirt, gasped at the teeth mark on it and closed my eyes. Mason bit me, during sex and I didn't even notice.
" Where did you get that?" Enid asked while straining the potatoes, keenly watching me from the corner of her eye.
" It's nothing. You know me" I tittered " I'm clumsy. I must've bumped into something and didn't notice" I looked down at the pot, I didn't have it in me to lie to Enid to her face.
" It must've had sharp teeth" Enid quipped, making me even more anxious than I already was.
" It seems that way," I was under questioning, and I was a shitty liar. I could already feel the cold sweat trickle down my back. If she kept poking around, I would've caved in.
Enid chuckled and smiled at me " Maybe we should baby-proof the house. Just in case, you bump into more things," Enid turned to me wearing the brightest smile and I was terrified at the thought of having children. I could barely look after myself, let alone a child.
I mustered a smile or at least I thought I did " Doesn't sound like a bad idea," I replied and looked back at the pot.
Enid wholeheartedly laughed, and put the potatoes back in the pot to mash them. I fell silent and grew worried, Mason and I did it without any protection, and slowly the thought of getting pregnant at eighteen hit me like a shit tone of bricks. I wanted children, but not at eighteen.
When I finally came back to my senses, the food was already in front of me and my appetite vanished. I needed to speak with Mason about it. I hoped that it wouldn't happen after just one time.
" Eat, dear. Your food is getting cold," Enid sobered me up, and I owlishly blinked at her a few times, reeling from the state of panic that I was in just moments ago.
Dinner went by, and I made my way towards the bedroom after the usual good night exchange with Enid. I was worn out, even though I had woken up at noon. It was uncommon for me to sleep in. When I walked inside the room, the pile of boxes in the corner of the room served as a reminder that my time in Northenhay was coming to an end. I took a deep breath and slipped into my pyjamas. It wasn't that late but I needed to catch up on some sleep and curled up in my bed. I had changed the bed sheets while Ava was around, so I let the clean scent of just washed sheets invade my senses and let myself to drift to sleep. I was done for the day.
I tossed and turned for a good while, trying to clear my head of the events of the night before. Many things had troubled me in the past but not as much as Mason did. He'd gotten under my skin, and I couldn't shake it off. The events replayed in my head on repeat, his words, the way he acted towards me behind closed doors and the way he acted outside of them. Confusion didn't even begin to cover how I felt. After more tossing and turning, I eventually drifted to sleep, thinking of him.
Needless to say that not even in my dreams, I could find an escape from him. It was so vivid that I could feel the touch of his lips on my skin as if it was happening in real life. His breath on my neck, the feel of his skin on mine. Engrossed in the dream I moaned and softly called his name.