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MASON

When we makeit back to the house, we all rush through the back door, and I quickly take Winter into the living room and set her gently down on one of the couches. Royce lights the fire and a few seconds later, the room starts to feel warmer. Riley rushes in with new blankets and I swap the cold and wet ones for the warm ones.

I’m not a total asshole and can admit that I’m a little concerned right now because she hasn’t moved a muscle since she passed out again. I let out a long sigh as I sit on the chair next to her head and place my elbows on my knees with my head in my hands. I’m so conflicted with my thoughts. I still hate her, but her almost dying is making me feel shit I don’t want to feel again.

The doorbell rings and Gray rushes to answer it. We’ve all been standing and sitting here helplessly while we’ve been waiting for the doctor to get here. It feels like a lifetime, even though it’s only been a minute.

“Hello everyone, my name is Dr. Reynolds. Where’s Winter?” the older man asks as he comes into the room with Gray following close behind him. He rushes over to her and unwraps the blankets that were covering her body and begins doing whatever the hell it is doctors do.

I’ve done some fucked-up shit to her since she came back to Ravenwood, but I don’t think I want her to die. At least I don’t think I do, and that’s where my conflicted emotions come from. I mean, if she’s going to die by anyone’s hand, it should be mine.

Okay… those are definitely some dark thoughts you should come back to later, Mase.

I’ll be the first to admit that I don’t know how to deal with her anymore because things have gotten way out of my control since I started fucking with her. On one hand, I hate her so much that it consumes me and all I want is to see her suffer, but on the other, I still have some annoying-ass feelings for her, even though I know I shouldn’t anymore.

If anyone ever said that love was easy, then I’m guessing that they’ve never been in love before. This shit is a mind field and once you’re fucked, it all seems to go downhill from there.

Maybe I need to find a new way to deal with her and all these unresolved feelings I’m having. Talk about conflicted because she’s turned me into a cold and unfeeling bastard. Well, not unfeeling anymore since she’s making me feel shit for her again.

Deciding now is not the time to be all up in my feelings, I turn to look at what the doctor is doing. He’s stitching the wound on her stomach. When he’s done, he puts some bandages over it. He checks her vitals again and then turns to us.

“What happened to her?” the Doctor asks when he’s facing everyone in the room. “Do I need to get the police involved?”

“We’re not sure exactly. She has a stalker back home, and no one thought that the person would follow her here. She was out for a walk by the lake. We heard gunshots and ran out there. We found her in the water and once we pulled her out, we saw the wound,” I say, recounting everything that happened.

“I’m going to have to report this to the police since it’s all very suspicious,” he says.

“Don’t worry, Doc, we’ll be making a report in the morning and even send you the case number if you want,” Grayson tells him.

“I’ve been working for her family a long time, so I can’t let this go. She was obviously attacked by someone, and I can’t let that rest without reporting it. I’m giving you all up until tomorrow afternoon to make the report or I will,” he tells us in a no-nonsense voice.

“Great,” I say sarcastically. “Now, before you leave, how is she?”

“She’ll be fine once she rests. I gave her something for the pain and she’s stable with good vitals. Just make sure you get her out of these wet clothes as soon as possible. She’s lucky she wasn’t in the water for too long,” he says before packing up his things to leave. “Call me if anything changes.” When he’s gone, I let out the sigh I didn’t realize I was holding in.

“You still think you haven’t been going too far?” Riley asks in a snippy tone.

“Not the time,” I snap back at her.

I lift Winter up off the couch and begin to make my way upstairs with her. She feels so tiny and light in my arms, but I don’t pay too much attention to it. I head straight into my room with her, laying her down on the bed.

I’m not even going to analyze why I brought her here instead of somewhere as far away from me as possible. Apparently, I’ve lost my damn mind as well.

“Okay, everyone out!” I say as I turn to see everyone just inside the room. They all followed me up here. “I need to get her changed and comfortable.”

The guys do as they’re told, but I can’t say the same for the girls. They’re all looking at me like I’m going to kill Winter or something. Well, I guess I can’t really blame them for thinking so, but I just roll my eyes at them.

“Can you guys get me some clothes for her and some heated blankets so I can warm her up before she gets sick from the cold?” No one moves. They keep standing there, which just starts to get on my nerves.

“Look, I’m not a total monster to do anything to her while she’s passed out. I like fucking with her when she can fight back cause it gets my dick hard, not now when she’s like this—that does nothing for me.”

“Eww, gross, asshole!” Riley says.

“Yeah, I didn’t need that visual,” Avery chimes in.

“Look, truce for now until she gets better, okay?” They eye me before giving me reluctant nods. Riley stays back and as soon as Avery and Luna leave the room, she starts on me.

“I can take care of her from here,” she says, but I pay her no mind as I start to take off Winter’s wet clothes.

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