Mason Wentworth

Devastated Husband

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Mason hated the way things were at the moment, since the day his brother caused the death of his daughter he couldn’t help but blame himself. He’d taken on too much work at his company, he was working for a bonus. Hoping to use it towards a trip of something kind or something. Now here he was, drinking away, missing work once or twice, showing up late without a care in the world. Today was one of his sober days, he’d noticed his wife, potentially soon to be ex-wife sitting outside a cafe. He sighed and began to walk in her direction, he missed her, he missed her everyday, she was the only person who knew what he was feeling, she was the only person he wanted to comfort him. “Hi,” He spoke gently, hoping they could talk, “Is this seat taken?” he asked with a small smile hoping she wouldn’t push him away. 

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gemmapearson:

Gemma tilted her head and even though he though he said to forget it, the redhead gave a shrug. “Twenty four.” It was a lie since she knew she still looked seventeen… but technically. Seven years had passed, somehow. 

“Twenty Four?” He asked in clarification not believing her though not wanting to cause a fuss either. “Sure, alright. You’re twenty four.” As he sat down, he stared at her. “So what is a twenty four year old doing in this bar.” He spoke knowing she wasn’t that age at all. 

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charliexridgeway:

“What about the people that died and came back? People with families, relatives, friends? Aren’t they supposed to survive too.” the whole situation rubbed Charlie the wrong way. It wasn’t fair that the people still alive weren’t doing anything just for the sake of survival “If people would rise up against him, it would bring to civil war. He can’t kill everyone in this city. He won’t have a city to lead anymore. He’d be forced to come up with another solution.”

“Yes. I believe they are, but how are we supposed to protect them with no man power on our side?” He reiterated his point that the innocent and alive people of Killbourne can’t fight against the mayor and his scary task force. “No, but apparently he can imprison everyone now that he has that new prison?” 

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charliexridgeway:

Charlie wasn’t particularly interested in the news, all he’s been hearing about when he opened the TV at home were news about the prison they set up for people like him, about how the living should report dead sightings and all that shit. It was getting rather annoying, and he hasn’t been back that long. Mason has probably heard it for longer than him “That’s only because people are letting it fall apart.”

Mason looked at the man and something about him seemed familiar though he couldn’t put his finger on it at this very moment. “Can you blame them? How else are we supposed to survive in this city?” He took another sip of his beer, he noticed that the man wasn’t holding a beer or anything, “Someone brought up a good point that he has manpower and weapons. How do you beat that?” 

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gemmapearson:

masnxwentwrth:

Mason turned his head as he heard a voice, he noticed she wasn’t of age at all. He noticed the bartender hasn’t noticed her yet. He stepped away from the bar and joined her, “Hey,” He spoke soothingly as he went into dad mode. “Are you okay?” He asked it was clear she was heavily affected by what was going on, the question was, was she affected like him or like his daughter. 

Gemma made a face, not having expected to be spoken to. Gemma should probably keep her head lower than she was doing but Gemma’s attitude was skyrocketing a little. “Oh.. um. Sure.” Gemma nodded, shrugging. Really should have stayed at the cabin. “As fine as you.. can be around here these days.” Gemma dreaded being dragged off like that girl on the tv.

Mason nodded his head “Righ Of course,” he replied as she expressed she was fine, he didn’t mean to pry though he wondered. “How old are you?” He’d assumed she wasn’t old enough to be in this bar. He decided to shake his head not caring anymore, “Forget I said that, who am I to tell you where to be or hide if you’re in that scenario.” 

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perfectingfailure:

He didn’t know if that was the word he was looking for. But it still made sense either way “Yeah. They could, and so could twisted people who are on board with all this.” He says as he scribbled more onto a paper. When the other began asking more questions Jackson looked over at them “I’m sure it’s because they don’t know what to do.” Jackson says, stopping what he was doing and drumming his pen for a moment “You sound pretty affected. Maybe you should do some research, find others. Protect the dead. But you won’t, because here you are. Drinking. Watching it happen. Who can blame you. They have more firepower at their disposal.” Jackson looks back down and flips through papers again. 

“It doesn’t make me feel better to know that when the Mayor doesn’t know what to do with a situation he resorts to a prison and killing innocent people.” He took another swig of his beer, he looked at the other gentleman offended that he’d suggested he wouldn’t do something, even though he was exactly right. He couldn’t do anything. Not when the mayor has guns and manpower. “Say I do do something? How can I go about it without getting jailed myself?” This guy seemed to have that answer, Mason wasn’t sure what gave him that impressing but it was something he was going to on. If anything, he gets the sense this guy has the imagination to know how to overcome something like this. 

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gemmapearson:

Gemma was sitting in a corner near the bar, trying to look older than seventeen. Not that being carded had been an issue when someone else had ordered the drink but just in case. If the.. craziest shit hadn’t happened to Gemma then she supposed she would look older than seventeen by now. Like how Katya looked. It was all too.. messed up to really make sense of in Gemma’s head still. Looking up at the words from the bar, she looked up, catching sight of the screen at the last moment and feeling a bit sick suddenly. Gemma needed to be more careful - this wasn’t a place where they should be, but sometimes the cabin got a bit lonely and eerie, especially at night. Especially with the way Killbourne was right now. Gemma watched the guy address another and was rather unable to help a humourless sound somewhere between a laugh and a sob escape her lips. “You can say that again..”

Mason turned his head as he heard a voice, he noticed she wasn’t of age at all. He noticed the bartender hasn’t noticed her yet. He stepped away from the bar and joined her, “Hey,” He spoke soothingly as he went into dad mode. “Are you okay?” He asked it was clear she was heavily affected by what was going on, the question was, was she affected like him or like his daughter. 

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elliot-grassby:

Gone were the days he was able to sleep without a single glass of whiskey in his hand and a mind void of weariness and heaviness. Elliot’s body shuts down quite punctually once he was off the clock and by instinct, he was certain he needed all the alcohol he can get to wind down exponentially. Most of the time, he’d frequented a particular bar, because like most people, they came to get away from their troubles, to shelter themselves from the gruesome thoughts and truths lingering around the city. He had a part in it sure. But he was not invulnerable to its horrors, seeing it happen and having a hand in it.

The tv had been a less than pleasant distraction, it was as if the world was telling him that he couldn’t get away with whatever it was that was happening. And he couldn’t. Not at all.

He could only sigh quietly in relief when he heard the man’s voice behind him and the subsequent powering off of the tv.

“On the contrary.” he raises his glass slightly, tipping it just slightly as if proposing a toast. “I have you to thank for saving me the energy to have to be polite and do the same myself.”

Elliot downs his glass, orders another and lets out a small rumbling noise before he turns to the other. “I agree. It’s horrible. I’d have sunshine and rainbows as much as I can, if I had a choice. But the world’s gone to hell in a handbasket.”

“Is that why you’re drinking? Sick of all this too? Because if that’s the case, you ain’t alone on that pal.”

Mason usually wasn’t so rude to others, though this news had him on edge about everything. His daughter was somewhere in the shadows with his brother, he still wasn’t sure if they were safe where they were. As the other didn’t seem to care of his change in channel he was relieved. He nodded his head aggreeing completely with the other, “Being sick of this is just the beginning.” He spoke looking at the other, “How are you affected by all of this?” He asked realizing that was probably too forward since if MAson we’re asked that question he wouldn’t be so liberal to say that his daughter and brother are both dead. That’s just like saying he’s hiding a fugitive which was now against Killbourne law. 

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perfectingfailure:

Lifting a drink up to his lips Jackson was working on some stuff, it was not exactly the most active time of the day to be at the bar, which Jackson had thought was perfect for him. Not to many people were there and he didn’t have to be stuck inside. Scribbling down some stuff and not paying any mind to the tv he took a sip from his drink and then set it down as Mason told the bartender to shut the tv off. Clearing his throat then he glanced up before lifting a piece of paper up and looking at the one under it when the other addressed him he grinned “Mason you don’t have to explain your every action to me. I’ve already seen the news, everyone has seen the news. The only ones who want to watch it now are kind of-” He paused trying to find the right words for it.

“Dead.” Mason decided to finish his sentence. It felt a little morbid to say, but it was true at this point it was only those who had recently come back to life who watched the news to know what was happening. Or so he’d assumed. “How the fuck could things get so bad so fast?” He asked, “How haven’t the people revolted? I mean, this has to be affecting loved ones?” 

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Mason sat at the bar with a drink in his hand, he couldn’t stand to hear about the prison anymore or be shown certain clips of task force officers pulling resisting dead people away. He when he’d thought the channel was changed he stared up at the screen to see a young female by the looks of no older than nineteen being pulled away. He couldn’t bear that, she was only a year or two older than his own oldest daughter. “For fuck sake.” He spoke staring at the screen as she was forced into a vehicle. “Turn that shit off Benny.” He spoke to the man behind the bar. He’d like to think he’d become friends with the bartender, he used this mindset in order to believe it wasn’t sad that he knew the bartender's name. He noticed there was another gentleman at the bar, without another thought. “I don’t give a shit if you were watching that, what’s happening in this city is...” he shook his head trying to find the right word. There were too many horrible words to choose from. “well it’s falling apart.” 

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blackandwhitexjenn:

She’d been hiding for nearly 2 weeks now. Staying in an empty warehouse. It had been doable, until today. Before she settled she’d stolen some canned food and water bottles from a gas station she passed. It had been shrinking by the day of course. 

She’d ran out of food a few days ago, but now her water was gone and she knew she had to venture out. So terribly afraid of getting caught again, Jennifer had sat for hours in the same spot just trying to gather courage. Never ever was she going to go back to that hell. 

The girl hadn’t had any human interaction for weeks and having been locked up and experimented on for at least over a month, she wasn’t exactly thrilled to go outside. But she knew she needed to survive. If not for herself it was for her parents. So eventually she finally set foot outside. Running towards the nearest shop. She had no idea where she was or where she could go. But as soon as she saw someone coming her way, the girl lost courage and quickly hid behind the closest thing she spotted, a dumpster. Counting slowly to keep herself calm. Just a few more seconds and they’d pass. And then.. she sneezed. Holding her breath she awaited her fate in paralyzing fear. 

Mason had been walking from back from the cafe he usually went to for lunch on his work break. As he walked by and heard the sneeze he became alert, it was a high pitch sneeze something that could have come from a young female, maybe his daughter. He stopped and turned his head, then began to walk into the alley. “Hello?” He called out, he didn’t want to assume it was his daughter, he also didn’t want to say her name out loud in case it wasn’t her. A part of him felt that if he were to call for Elena that it would get his hopes up and he would lose it if it weren’t her. He continued to walk to finally see the young brunette, she looked terrified. “Hey, are you okay?” He asked furrowing her eyebrows at her, she’s looked homeless yet she was so young. No older than his eldest daughter. 

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marcuswentworth:

“Her dying all over again, who knows if we can go out of town?” He hadn’t tried it. So, how would anyone else know — if they died, they died. “Would it have?” Marcus asked seriously. “Resnik house. I’ll let Elena know you’re on your way. You’ll have to come and knock on the door.” He wasn’t going to trust anyone other than family and Naomi right now.

Mason nodded his head, “Well I’ll look into it...” as he asked his next concern Mason sighed on the phone, “Marc, why do you do this? You know Emily and i would have helped you. Of course, it would have changed. You’d be alive for fuck sake!” As he admitted where they were he sighed again and nodded, “Alright I’m on my way.”

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marcuswentworth:

Marcus swallowed hard. “What if you leave and — something happens?” He asked Mason. “Maybe hiding her would be your best bet.” Like he was hiding himself, Naomi was hiding him away. Waiting as the silence fell between them on the line, Marc convinced himself that maybe his brother didn’t hate his guts. “Talk to you? No.” He sighed, closing his eyes and bowing his head. “It wouldn’t have changed anything, Mason…” No one understood why he’d fallen into that spot, not even himself. So how could Mason have helped? “Just come and get Elena.”

“What could possibly be worse than staying here and her getting thrown into that torture prison?” he argued. Hearing his brother so quick to say that he wouldn’t talk to him. “Why?” He shook his head, “It would have changed everything. We would have got you into meetings, Emily and I, we could have helped you.” Mason was getting frustrated, and when he’d told him to get his daughter he signed. “Where are you staying?” 

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marcuswentworth:

“She is safe, I made her grilled cheese. She thinks that she hit her head at soccer practice.” Marc explained. “We’re at the Resnik house. I think you should really try to calm down before you drive over here, though. Elena is fine, she’s just as perfect as she was before. —- I’m so sorry, Mase….”

Hearing that his daughter was safe was one of the most relieved and heartbreaking moments of his life.”Thank god,” Mason sighed as he began to break down in that moment, “N-no, I have to see her.” he spoke, “We need to get her out of town or something,” he spoke without really thinking. He sat down on his couch and sniffled as some of the tears were uncontrollable. “Hold on,” He then put the phone down and wiped down his face, he let out another sigh and placed the phone back at his ear. “I don’t know what you want me to say, Marcus,” He spoke after sniffling for hopefully the last time. “I’ve lost her for two years. I lost you for two years, I lost Emily all because of that accident. All you had to do was talk to me, that’s all you had to do.” 

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marcuswentworth:

“Elena found me. She’s alive, I didn’t call sooner because I fed her lunch and I didn’t want to freak her out. She’s doing her homework —.” Even though it was clearly out of date, he just wanted her to fee normal. “I’m staying at a friend’s house, so you can come and pick her up here, just don’t tell her she’s been dead…. at least not in the way you told me that I had been.”

When Mason heard his daughters name along with the words ‘she’s alive’ Mason didn’t know how to react. “Marcus,” He spoke in a harsh tone still not sure what was about to come out of his mouth. “Is she safe? Where is she?” He spoke, “Where are you?” He spoke gripping his phone so hard he’d thought he’d break it. 

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marcuswentworth:

He was about to hang up when he heard Mason’s voice on the other end of the phone. “Mase?” He asked. “Hey — it’s Marcus, I have something to tell you and before you hang up on me, it’s really important.”

Mason didn’t expect to hear from his brother, “Marcus?” He asked feeling many things “I... okay.” He wasn’t going to hang up. He didn’t plan on it anyway. “What is it?” 

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Picking up the phone, Marcus dialed Mason’s number.Thankfully it was still the same one that he’d always had. “Just pick up —.” He whispered desperately. He’d much rather deal with his brother rather than his ex-sister-in-law. 

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Mason was reviewing some news, trying to find a way to track down his daughter. As he did so his phone began to ring on the other side of the room. He got up when it didn’t stop ringing, he thought it might be Emily. He went to fetch his jacket and picked up the phone without looking at caller ID. “Hello?” He answered probably at the last minute.