Made in the USA

Anastasia's POV

I quickly found Brandon and he raised an eyebrow when he saw the gauze on Mason’s face.
“Hey babe” he said pecked my lips and giving me a squeeze.
He pulled away and looked at Mason.

“What on earth happened to you?” Brandon asked Mason.

Mason smiled and looked at me. Here it comes.

“I was almost abducted by aliens and I fought them off. I’m a survivor!”

I rolled my eyes and Brandon looked at me as we began walking to the parking lot.
“Mason and Taxi cab people don’t get along” I said.
Brandon looked at me.
“No I didn’t bust a Patrick Kane”
He laughed and looked at me.
“then what happened?” he asked.
“Your windows look different” he said noticing my car windows.
“I know. Do you know where I can get them tinted? Laura went psycho when dad kicked her out and didn’t let her take her children with her” I said.
“Wow your dad did it?” Brandon asked.
I nodded.
“Yea and she broke my windows with a bat because of that” I said.
He looked at me.
“wow you were right she is crazy” he said as he closed the trunk.
We got inside the car and Brandon looked at Mason.
“What really happened to you?” he asked Mason.
I laughed and backed out of the parking lot.
“the idiot doesn’t know how to break and he hit a car and well my head hit the stupid glass” Mason muttered.
Brandon looked at him.

“Yea the Alien story sounds better”

I rolled my eyes and began driving home. Brandon looked at me and I glanced on him. He looked really fit and ready for the season. He had bulked up slightly and he had gotten more tanned. It suited him though.

“You don’t mind if I stay right?” he asked.
“Dude why would we?” Mason asked.
Brandon turned to look at Mason and Mason smiled at him.
“You’re dating Nas and it’s not like you guys are going to do anything. You guys act like an old married couple”
I stepped on the break as a stupid car decided to cut me off in traffic and Mason hit his face with my seat.
“Oww”
“Sorry Mase” I said turning to look at him.
He groaned and I looked at him
“You ok?” I asked.
He nodded and touched his gauze.
“Uh…is it supposed to bleed?” he asked.
“What?” I asked and Brandon turned to see blood sliding down Mason’s face.
“Don’t dirty my car” I said.
“Of course Nastia cause you know I decided to bleed”
I sighed and I looked at Brandon.
“Open the glove compartment” I said.
He opened it and he pulled out a small towel. He handed it to Mason who pressed it up on his head.
“We are almost home and ill fix that” I said as I pulled out of traffic and took another way.
Brandon talked with Mason most of our way there.
“And we are here” I said as Brandon got out to open the gate.
I pulled the car in and Mason got out of the car. I quickly followed him and dragged him into the kitchen. Brandon followed and looked around the house.
“Wow it looks nice” he said.
I nodded and Mason winced as I cleaned the stitches.
“Oh quit whining you used to get hit with baseballs in the face” I said.
“That’s different” he said as I made the injury stop bleeding.
I cleaned him up and put new gauze on him. He got up and got the black paint.
“Careful” I said.
He rolled his eyes and walked to the living room. Brandon walked over to me and pulled me into a kiss.
“I missed you” he mumbled.
I smiled.
‘Well now you are going to get tired of seeing me” I said.
He laughed and shook his head.
“I don’t think that’s possible” he said rubbing my sides.
I raised an eyebrow when his hands went under my shirt. He tilted his head and stepped back.
“What’s this?” he asked.
I felt him touching my right hip.
“Oh my scar” I said.
He nodded and I looked down at the fading scar.
“I was about 16 years old when my appendix burst” I said looking at the scar.
“Why are your pants up so high?” he asked.
I laughed and looked up at him.
“They are high waist jeans Brandon” I said.
He raised an eyebrow and I laughed.
“It used to look like I had another belly button” I said.
He chuckled and I looked into the living room. Brandon looked at me when he saw Mason on a ladder writing down a quote.
“What’s he doing?” he asked.
“It’s not done yet!”
I laughed and looked at Mason.
“Mason what do you want for dinner?” I asked.
“I honestly don’t care”
Brandon chuckled and looked at me.
“Very well then” I said clapping my hands.
“Why do you have so much junk food?” Brandon asked.
I looked at him and closed the cabinets.
“Polly” I said.
He nodded and he looked at me.
“What is Mason writing anyways?” he asked.
“WAIT AND SEE!”
I laughed and he helped me start dinner.
“Is this too much?” Brandon asked as he seasoned the steak.
“A little more” I told him as I checked on the rice and beans.

I jumped a little and fixed my jeans. I heard a laugh and I looked up to see Brandon looking at me.

“I don’t like wearing belts” I said as I walked over to him.
He finished seasoning the steak and the house phone rung. Mason climbed down the ladder and he looked at the caller ID.
“Hello” he said.
He cocked his head to the side and looked at me.
“Yes she is here…oh didn’t recognize your phone man” Mason said.
He walked over and handed me the phone.
“Hello” I said.
“Hey Nastia”
I smiled.
“Afternoon Jonathan” I said.
“So, I’m in town and I got no food”
I laughed.
“Come over then” I said.
“Kaner is with me too”
“Oh well then that is a problem” I said.
“hey!”
I laughed.
“Not that I don’t want to invite him, but you guys would have to pass to the grocery store to buy something” I said.
“Ok as long as you cook”
“Ok then ill have Brandon text you what you need” I said.
“Bye!”
“Bye” I said.
I hung up and told Brandon what to text Jonathan. I proceeded to get some Potatoes and washed them. I began cutting them up and I opened the fridge. I pulled out some onion and a bell pepper.
“Ill do it” Mason said.
“You finished?” I asked.
“Yes with that one at least” he said as he got the cutting board.
I nodded and he began cutting the onion. I walked over to the living room well the quote wasn’t in the living room. Next to the hall leading to the rooms and bathroom was a quote.
“That’s a nice quote. Mason has nice handwriting”
I nodded and looked at Mason who was almost done cutting what he was doing.

“Yea he writes like a girl” I said.
He laughed and Mason glared at me.
“Love yah Mase” I said.
The door opened and Polly walked in.
“I hate people” she said.
I raised an eyebrow and she smiled at Brandon. She slipped off her heels and wiggled her toes.

‘Why?” I asked.
“Stupid little kid dumped water on me and a stupid girl said I gave her the wrong order when she ordered the same thing again!” she said.
Brandon looked at me and Mason spoke up.
“You’ll live” he told her.
She looked up at him and walked into the kitchen.
“What are we eating?” she asked.
“Food” he said as he finished cutting up the onion and bell pepper.
He put oil in a pot and turned on that square of the stove.
“Mase have you drank your pills?” Polly asked him.
He nodded and threw in the potatoes.
“Yea” he said.
She nodded and smiled at him.
“You feel ok?” she asked.
He looked at her and nodded.

“Yea, but my head feels heavy” he said.

“Ill take it from here then, go sit down” I said.
He nodded and left the kitchen.
“Can I help?” Polly asked.
I nodded and she began making the Steak.
“We need a piano”
I rolled my eyes. Mason was so damn random, then again so was I which is why we got a long so well.
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