A LITTLE LESS SIXTEEN CANDLES,, MASON

[CHASE REBBECCA ROBERTS]

a little less sixteen candles
a l i t t l e m o r e t o u c h m e .

It was a bad, bad day. It was so bad that Chase had just walked out of her house and just started walking. She hadn't actually thought through whether or not her dad would be mad at her, she just couldn't be at home right now. Honestly she had no idea why she was having such a terrible day, it probably just had to do with the fact she felt lonely. Since her mother died, she'd relied on Cameron and her father. She'd been daddy's little girl up until the moment that he drifted away, that was after their mama died. Everything had just gone downhill from there. Their dad started getting meaner and meaner, and then she'd walked in on him beating the shit out of her brother. That was when they'd hit rock bottom, or so she'd thought. Shortly after she'd witnessed her dad hurting Cameron, he'd pinned her against the counter and done certain things that she didn't like. It hadn't yet gotten to the point where it was really bad, she considered herself lucky.

Chase was crying, and she never really cried. She just went on with her life, maybe it was because she bottled everything that wasn't happiness and anger deep inside. Perhaps it was time that she just exploded. There were times when Chase just felt so lonely, she couldn't explain why. She had Cameron, Jack, Rory, Andy, and Mason, and yet she still felt completely and totally alone. The world was so cruel sometimes, why couldn't everything just work out for once? God already took her mother, alcohol had taken her father, she was scared to see what would happen to Cameron. He was all she really had left.

She was currently on her way to one of the only places that made her feel better while upset, the cemetery. It probably seemed strange that cemeteries made her feel better, but it really wasn't. Her mother had been buried there whenever she died, it was what had sent her father over the edge. It had brought on all of his father's anger and abuse. Chase moved silently through the massive forest of headstones. She kept going until she got back into the deepest parts of the cemetery, where the newer graves were. Her eyes scanned the headstones until she found her mother's name, where it was etched into the marble. Seeing her mother's name there was enough to cause the floodgates to open and her tears to flow freely and loudly.

She sat crouched down next to her mother's grave and sobbed into her hands. Her body fell down onto the grass and she sat there, sobbing. Chase missed her mother more than she'd really let on, and it hurt to know that she could never see her again. It hurt that she'd never be held by her mother. It hurt that she had to be a girl without her mama.

Her fingers reached out to touch the cold, smooth marble headstone. "Mama. I need you." she whispered quietly. "I'm pregnant and I'm scared and I'm lonely." she added, as fresh tears pooled in her eyes, "Should I just get rid of it?" she asked softly, knowing fine well there would be no reply. "He's going to hate me like daddy." Chase began to sob silently and uncontrollably, she was completely hysterical. Her hysterics were just proof that she'd been strong way too long.

[MASON JAMES MONROE]

it felt like it had been years since mason had seen his girlfriend and quite frankly, he missed her more than he had ever missed anyone in his whole life. he realized that family was more important, but he couldn't help but be sad when he hadn't seen her in what felt like months and months. in reality it had only been a week or two, but he didn't know what to do with himself. they were technically still together so he couldn't go out and go sleep with someone. on top of not really seeing her lately, they hadn't had real sex in a really long time, and to say that he missed it was an understatement. she hadn't even let him take her shirt off or anything like that, telling him that she had a 'boo-boo'. it had been a long time for this boo-boo, though. there was something wrong, something she didn't want him to know and it was starting to scare him. what if it was something important? what if he got screwed over by this? chase was the only person he had ever loved and he was extremely afraid of losing her.

today had been a day just like any other. mason had awoken and gotten ready for the day. he had an early shift at work as a mechanic in training. until he graduated, he only worked on saturdays. he made extremely minimum money but his grandparents paid for him to stay in the apartment. he was allowed to have anyone live with him as well, and he would've loved to have chase live with him, but he had yet to ask because he didn't want to rush her into living with him if she didn't want to. he didn't want her to feel pressured, especially since she was so happy with her life right now. work was hectic today. there was a lot of people coming in and he had worked longer than normal, but whatever. it took his mind off of the fact that he rarely got to see chase anymore and this occupied his time. he was happy to be at work if he got to do something with his time. maybe this would be good for him, he wasn't sure. but as he was slowly released from work he went back to being his recently sad self.

on his drive home, he thought mostly to himself. what if he was getting carried away with himself? what if he was pushing things too fast for his own self and was going to end up hurting himself? he hated that thought, but was torn from them as he looked around. was that chase? if it was, why was she going into the cemetery? did someone die that he didn't know about? now he was worried and due to that worry, he parked his car in the small parking lot and hurried after her, watching as she sobbed. there was obviously something wrong with her, but he didn't want to interrupt. he followed her to the grave that was her destination and stood back a few feet, watching as she collapsed on the ground. it brought small tears to his eyes but he blinked them back, biting his lip as she sobbed on the ground. he didn't know what to do. he didn't even know how to approach this situation until chase mentioned being pregnant and him hating her. almost silently, he approached her, clearing his throat. "hi.." his voice was gentle, understanding. quietly, he sat beside her, pulling her to his chest.

THIS POST IS DONE AND IT HAS SIX HUNDRED EIGHTEEN WORDS, MKAY? AND IT'S FOR THIS ADORABLE KID CHASE. MISTER MASON IS WEARING THIS. I'M LISTENING TO PRAY AND THE NOTE ON THIS LITTLE POST SAYS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING

[CHASE REBBECCA ROBERTS]

There was no way she'd be able to get rid of the child, no way in hell. Chase would find someone to help her, killing wasn't an option. Why would the baby have to suffer for her and Mason's mistake? It was totally unfair. Cam would help her, she knew he would, and there was Rory. She had all of her friends to help her, even if Mason abandoned her. Hell, she could even give the baby up so that some family could take care of it and raise him or her. Yes, killing was not an option what so ever. She hated herself for even considering it an option. Whenever she cried, she always wished that she'd kept her silly baby blanket. Right now she really wanted to bury her face into the soft material and hope that the world just went away. She swallowed and wiped her tears on the sleeve of her coat. Maybe if her dad went back being nice he would help her, fat chance.

Her fingers rested on the baby bump that had just started to show. It was a secret she'd been trying to keep from her boyfriend, she didn't want to face the fact that he might leave her. That thought hurt her so badly, she'd have to go back to just having Cammy, which she didn't think she could do. Chase was just starting to feel like her life was sort of going back to normal, Mason made her feel so normal and happy. She liked taking care of him, not that she really did a lot. They had a really physical relationship, not that she really minded. Her heart ached, perhaps this was why she was upset, along with the fact that her life fell apart the day her mother died. Chase hated that her dad had just gone back to whatever the hell he was before. Cammy didn't deserve that at all. He didn't deserve half of the crap he got. Her brother was suck a nice person, he never hurt anyone, but he got hurt a lot. It was totally unfair.

Chase's body was prepared for another wave of sobs to pass through her body when something changed. She heard the voice that she was aching for and froze. What had he heard? Chase just felt like dying, she didn't want him to hate her right now. She needed him right now. Maybe he'd just be okay if she got rid of the baby, maybe it was the best option. She felt arms wrap around her and pull her into him. She didn't really care who the hell it was as long as they didn't let go. Her eyes traveled up to the face that belonged to the body, it was mason. She grabbed his shirt tightly and clung on for dear life. Her tears were soaking through on his shirt, she felt herself drooling, doing absolutely anything that could drench his shirt. Right now she didn't care, but later she'd probably be embarrassed. She buried her face into his shirt more and just sobbed into him. She held on for dear life, afraid that if she ever let go he'd leave and never come back. Her arms moved to wrap around his body, her hands clinging to his shirt. If only she could stop sobbing enough to ask him not to leave her.

She tried to take in a deep breath, trying to get oxygen into her system. Her eyes looked down to his soaked shirt. "Mason." she forced herself to say after a moment before burying her face into his shirt again.

[MASON JAMES MONROE]

mason was almost ashamed that chase thought that he would hate her because she was pregnant and was actually considering getting rid of it. did she really think he was that much against children? he knew he didn't come off as a kid kind of guy, but he really did like kids. he wanted children so bad so he could prove to himself he could be a better parent than his mother had been. he loved chase, even though he barely knew what love was. he had never 'loved' someone until he found chase, and he had never expected himself to love someone like her. fortunately enough for him, she seemed to love him back, but this new news scared him just a tad bit. was she seriously thinking about getting rid of a baby because she thought he would hate her. she hadn't even told him about it and yet she was making assumptions about his reaction. he hated that because he wanted nothing more than a family with her. he would love to build a family. sure, he wasn't all too old and she was even younger, but he was sure they could do it. it was all a matter of being careful and providing a loving environment.

mason kept his arms around his girlfriend securely as she sobbed into his chest. he didn't think he had ever seen her cry this hard, and it was depressing. he silently rocked them back and forth letting her soak his shirt with tears and slobber. he didn't even care, he just wanted to be there for her. she was so sweet, she didn't deserve whatever pain she was going through right now. he honestly wished he could make her happier than any girl on the face of the planet, though he knew he couldn't. he couldn't bring her family back, he couldn't make her dad stop 'hating' her. he couldn't make her brother stand up for her and he couldn't just barge into her house and scream. as much as he wanted to help her, he felt as though he was just pulling her further and further down. sometimes he wondered if he was going to be enough for her. it was obvious that she was at least ten times better than he was. she was nice and kind to almost everyone. she was gorgeous and while he was pretty good looking himself he felt as though he was nothing compared to chase. she was good looks and good personality put together.

when mason noticed that she had slowly calmed down to a point where she could talk. she could barely get out his name, and it broke his heart a little more. "i'll never hate you, chase. ever." he murmured as he kissed her hair, rubbing her back as they sat there. "i could never hate you. you're the only person i love, and i would never give that up. especially if you're pregnant." his voice was gentle as he spoke to her. he didn't want her to get even more upset as he sat with her. "i'll always be here for you, chase." he said as he ran his fingers through her hair. he loved her more than he had thought possible. he hugged her tight as they rocked from side to side slowly. "don't ever worry about something like that." he murmured into her hair as he closed his eyes. he was hurt that chase would think that he could hate her for something like getting pregnant. that wasn't her fault. if anything, it was his for forgetting the protection. there was no way in hell he would ever hate her for something like that, and he really hoped she knew that now. "what's wrong? besides.. being pregnant. i thought you said your dad loved you.."

THIS POST IS DONE AND IT HAS SIX HUNDRED FIFTY EIGHT WORDS, MKAY? AND IT'S FOR THIS ADORABLE KID CHASE. MISTER MASON IS WEARING THIS. I'M LISTENING TO PRAY AND THE NOTE ON THIS LITTLE POST SAYS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING

[CHASE REBBECCA ROBERTS]

Chase pushed herself as close to Mason's body as she possibly could. She felt like everything in her life was going completely wrong. Dads were supposed to love their children, but her dad hated them. It was as if he blamed them for the fact that their mother died. Why would that have ever been the case? Chase and Cameron had been in school when it happened. It was never their fault, she had to tell herself that a lot. Her dad had almost convinced her with his mean comments about her morals. She used to think that he was mad at them because it was their fault, she accepted that it was... for a while. Now she knew that it wasn't. She loved her dad, but clearly the old man didn't feel the same way about her or her brother. He was just lost. Chase missed their old family, but she knew that things happened for a reason. She just wished that these "things" weren't so cruel. In reality, her mother never deserved to die, she was the nicest person in the world. She always knew what to say to make everyone happy, and it was just cruel that she had to die.

Her head moved a little, in a strange awkward nod. Deep down, Chase understood what her boyfriends said was true. She knew that he wasn't going to drop her just because her stomach was going to swell up like an over inflated balloon. She knew that he was always going to be by her side until he didn't want to be there anymore. He thought that he was a terrible person, but she knew that deep down he wasn't. She thought that her boyfriend was a big softy deep down. Chase believed that he just put on a little bit of an act to keep people away, or something like that. She loved him, meanness and all. Mason took care of her, as much as she didn't want to admit it, and she tried to do the same for him.

"How do you know?" she asked in a shaky voice. Chase knew, somewhere in her mind, that he'd meant every word of what he spoke, but she couldn't help but feel like he was lying. "How do you know that I won't do something to make you hate me?" she asked quietly, moving to bury her face in his neck. Chase took in a shaky breath, "What if you hate the baby? What if it's ugly and it's my fault?" she asked, playing with his shirt gently. Chase sniffled quietly and nodded a little, "Okay." she said weakly. She was afraid that she was going to start crying again, she didn't want to cry in front of him anymore.

Chase swallowed at his next question. Everything had been good, but then that changed really fast. Her dad had started being really nice to them, he'd been his old self. The alcohol had been put away and he was just fun to be around again, but it was gone. "Not anymore." she said softly. "He hates us again." Chase moved her fingers down to his shirt. She didn't want to tell him about how he'd started drinking and snapped at her brother. She wanted to avoid telling cam's enemy about his weaknesses, he didn't deserve that.