CHAPTER 3: His Favorite Enemy

I didn't go home right away, I went to the bookstore to buy some new novels. I love reading and reading is my life. If there's a job for reading, I'll take it in a heartbeat.

The bookstore was close to my house so I decided to just walk home instead of grabbing another cab. It's 8 p.m and there's a lot of people around so I'm not that scared to go home alone. When I arrived, I saw Mason's car. Why is he still here? He can go home because Ashley's baby sitter still home so he doesn't need to worry about it.

I walked in and Mason turned to me. His tone was not happy but he's currently playing with his phone. I ignored him and planned to go upstairs to my room.

"Where were you?!"

"Why do you care?" I asked as I walked up.

"What if someone kidnapped you?"

"Isn't that what you want? You want me to get killed." I said and I opened my room to see my teddy bear completely torn out.

"MASON!" I shouted and he laughed. I looked at my teddy bear in horror. He tore it in half. I went downstair