Mason's Brother
Kassie's POV
I don't own twilight, I know that.
I followed Mason's distant scent and that of my car's to find his house. I drove down a dirt road until I came to a large yellow house with my mustang parked in the drive. I huffed, how can you just leave a car like that outside? I gathered myself and cut the lights before turning into the driveway. The car had a low hum and I knew no one would be able to here it or even see it in this late hour. I park, cut the engine and quietly got out.
I walked along the side of the house following the strongest scent of Mason. I knew that would be where his room is. I only prey that he doesn't sleep in the same room as his brother. I don't want a whole bunch of people knowing I'm a werewolf. That wont good. I find his room and stand on my toes to peer into the window. It's ajar slightly and two bodies lie in separate beds in the room. I groan quietly, great. I heave myself onto the windowsill without any noise and slid through the window.
I sniff the air to see which boy is which. The one on the opposite side of the room from me is defiantly Mason. I sigh, he's so beautiful in his sleep. I do wonder how he is sleeping though after today. I look at my wrist, 3 am. Maybe that's why. I might not need sleep but humans do. I have to remind myself of that a lot lately. I crane my neck to get a better look at him and he moves a little in his sleep. I jump away from him and growl, out of surprise. I have being surprised. Now I know why Alice doesn't like hanging out with the boys. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, they are both still asleep. I get close to Mason again and nudge his shoulder. I need to wake him.
He moans something in his sleep. I roll my eyes and nudge him again. His eyes flitter open, "What is it Adam?" He says. I guess he isn't awake enough to realize it's me. I lean down and nudge him again. "What?" He moans a little louder but still not awake. I groan.
"Get up." I hiss.
His eyes shot open and he backs against the wall away from me. My eyes jerk over to his brother who is sleeping and I look back at Mason. I put my fingers to my lips to tell him to be quiet. "Wh- what are you doing?" He whispers in a panic.
"First off you stole my car and secondly I did something… bad. Well depending on how you look at it." I tell him in a low voice. He is still up against the wall, "I'm not going to hurt you." I tell him softly and sit gently on his bed. "I promise." I say even softer and I drop my eyes.
He nods, "What'd you do?" He ask as he relaxes and allows himself to scoot away from the wall.
"I… killed your dad." I say then bite my lips.
"I thought you said you didn't kill people." He says still sounding calm.
"We don't. I mean not usually. Every now and then there is a slip but the werewolves never do… well not the La Push werewolves. That's the group my dad's from. Lyle and Jenny aren't from there- But I didn't kill him because I was hungry. I made a rational decision based on the fact that he abused you and that made me hate his guts." I say.
"So you just kill the people you don't like?" He ask.
"You wanted him dead. You were going to kill him but chickened out." I tell him.
"Hate your stupid mind trick." He says half smiling.
"No you don't. You wanted him dead. Your happy he's dead. Your even happier that I killed him." I says.
"You read my mind." We both laugh quietly.
"So do you forgive me?" I ask seriously now.
He nods, "I like you a lot. It was just a lot to take in." He says evenly.'
I smile, "I'm glad."
"Wow!" a voice comes from behind me. I growl. Someone touches my shoulder, there is a gasp. "She's real!" A male voice exclaims. I growl and spin around.
My breath catches in my chest, it's the boy from Mason's past. I breath out my nose. God, he's gorgeous. Two years younger than Mason, one year younger than me, and he is beautiful. He is brighter than Mason but still with the dark eyes, God those eyes. He's taller too, and more built. Gorgeous. Plump lips curly light blonde hair and long eye lashes. God, absolutely gorgeous.
"Great." Mason mumbles. I turn back to him and realize I had been staring at Adam from a long time.
"What?" I ask innocently before taking another quick glance at Adam. Beautiful.
"That!" He says motioning between me and Adam, "It always happens. Thanks Adam!" Mason spits. "Another one star strucked." Mason huffs and hits his head against the wall.
"I don't know what he's talking about." Adam says with a confused look. He turns back to me and grins, my heart skips a beat, "I'm Adam." He says, grin widening.
I smile back, "I'm Kassie." I say trying not to blush.
"Nice to meet you." He says extending his hand. I shake it.
"Would you please not do that right in front of me?" Mason ask.
"Do what? Use manners?" Adam ask and I try not to laugh.
"Flirt. With my girlfriend." He says.
"Girlfriend?" I ask, "You left me on a beach alone. I had to have Seth come pick my up." I spit. Oh God, Seth. My face goes red when I think his name. God, he's going to be crushed.
"I thought that was the purpose of you-" I glare at him, "Doing what you did."
"What'd you do?" Adam ask with a sneaky smile.
I debate on whether or not to tell him. I decide I might as well. "I killed your dad."
"REALLY?!" Adam is cheerful, "Are you serious?" His eyes are bright.
"I don't think that's a proper reaction." I shake my head in confusion.
"No you don't understand, he was- Awful to spear you the cussing." He says. "Wait… how did you…?" He ask.
I look over at Mason, "No dude, I'm done. I'm stick of being chopped liver. Not helping you anymore." Mason tells me. I drop my eyes. He doesn't mean it, I tell myself.
"I'm going to go to the bathroom and when I come back you'll understand how." I tell him. He gives a confused nod but doesn't object. I sniff out the bathroom and make my way toward it. "She is soooo HOTT!" I hear Adam exclaim when he thinks I can't hear. "How could you leave her at a beach alone for some other dude to pick up?" He ask seriously now. "You'll understand how in a minute." Mason tells him soberly.
I almost close the bathroom door behind me and strip my cloths and set them on the counter before I phase and nudge the door open with my muzzle. I trot back into the room the boys were in. I nudge the door open and slowly enter the room, not wanting to scare Adam. The boys were sitting on Mason's bed and their heads jerked to me at the sound of the door opening.
