Just so you all know, this is my first KUWTK story and I hope you enjoy it. Also, a few years ago just after Mason Dash Disick was born, there was some press about claiming that he wasn't scott's, he was the child of a model named Michael. This is obviously a lie, but I thought I could but a little twist on it! So yeah. Please review!
Preface;
I slammed the door shut behind me and took a deep breath. I looked down at my Son's confused little face and knelt down next to him, my huge baby bump slowing me down a bit.
"Its okay baby, everything's fine. Right, Mommy wants Mason to go in the play room and choose three of his favourite toys, then shout me when your done." I said, trying to keep my voice steady and put on a brave face for Mason.
"Yes Momma." He said.
"Go on then, baby." I watched him toddle off into the playroom and I rushed up the stairs. I was starting to panic again now.
"Kourt is that you?" Scott called out from the bedroom. I went into Mason's bedroom and grabbed a diaper changing bag and piled clothes into it.
"Uh.. Yeah." I called. I heard footsteps and looked up to see Scott stood at the door.
"Why did you slam the front door? What's wrong? Why're you packing Doll?" The confusion was clear on his face. He stared into my eyes.
"He's back." I looked down at the floor. "Michael's back."
"Fuck." Scott mumbled. I started packing again, and brushed past him as I rushed into the En-Suite. "He has been following me and Mason for days, I was scared to say something.. I thought I was being stupid. B-But now I know he is definitely here. He's parked outside our house!" I grabbed Mason's towel and diaper cream.
"We need to leave then. I'll go and get the things from our room!" Scott ran into the bedroom. I stuffed the things into Mason's bag and followed Scott. Suddenly, my cell started to buzz and I looked down at it.
Khloe.
"Hello?"
"Doll, what's going on! Why did you text 'help'?" Khloe asked.
"Michael's back in town.. he's outside my house.. He's come for Mason!" I cried. I rushed into my walk in closet.
"Oh my, get the fuck out of the house Kourtney! Is Scott there? Grab Mason and leave out of the back!" I could hear the urgency in Khloe's voice.
"Scott's packing with me.. we're leaving in a minute. I'm so scared Khloe!"
"Stay strong baby, and hurry to get out o-"
I didn't hear the rest of what Khloe said... the only thing I heard was the front door slam. I paused.
"Scott!" I shouted.
He appeared at the closet door. None of us said a thing, but the fear was clear on our faces.
"MASON!" I screamed.
We both ran down the stairs, Scott a lot quicker than me due to the fact that he wasn't pregnant... By the time I got down stairs, there was not a noise in the house. My heart was racing and my hands were shaking. I instantly slowed down as I approached the playroom. "Scott?"
He came out of the playroom alone, and he looked at me, the fear and sadness in his eyes.
"Mason's gone..." Scott mumbled.