Saving Ava Collins

•Chapter 11•

Mason's pov
I have been texting and calling Ava for a while now and she still hasn't picked up, which was starting to freak me out.

I noticed her car wasn't in the parking lot and school hasn't even ended yet, I immediately walked to my car, skipping my last period class.

I drove as fast as I could to Ava's house and arrived to her house in a matter of minutes.

I knocked the door rapidly a few times and no one was answering.

After a while, I twisted the knob frustratedly to my surprise, the door was unlocked.

I ran up the stairs and started to hear crying from a room, I walked in which I'm guessing is Ava's room, to her bathroom door wide open, I ran into her bathroom to see her on the floor and her arms bleeding, which immediately caught my attention.

"Ava what happened!?" I asked looking around frantically and at the blood stain on her wrists.

"I'm perfectly fine." She said looking blankly at the wall with a fake smile.

"Ava please tell me." I asked while trying to pick her up by her side, which made her cry out in pain.

I confusedly tugged the side of her shirt up to see a big purple bruise forming, my eyes widened at what I was seeing.

"Who did this to you?" I ask getting angry.

"Please let's not talk about it, I'm tired." She muttered and started falling asleep.

I wrapped my arms around her making sure that I was not touching the bruise on her side and gently picked her up.

As I was walking to place her on the bed, my eyes wandered to her face, why is someone so amazing broken?

How can someone hurt someone so innocent? Her eyebrows furrowed and a frown appeared on her face.

All I wanted to do was to make her happy but when I do people always found a way to break her down again.

I placed her on the bed carefully and caressed her cheek, immediately her frown changed into a smile and her whole face lightened up.

A sad smile formed against my lips as I made sure she was comfortable and tucked in, I gently placed some ice on her bruise and cleaned up her cuts.

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Ava's pov
I woke up confused and to something cold placed on my side, I panically looked around as I remembered bits and pieces of what happened earlier.

I checked the time on my phone to see that it's about 2 in the morning and Mason had been blowing up my phone with text messages.

Mason: Ava, when you wake up text me.
Mason: I'm worried about you, who did this to you?
Mason: Text me anytime I don't think I'll be sleeping anytime soon.
Mason: Who would do this to you?
Mason: Avaaaaaa...
Mason: Are you okay?
Mason: of course your not okay, sorry that was a dumb question.

My eyes widened at all the text messages Mason decided to send me while I was asleep.

Me: Mason, I'm okay lol.