#mason watson

[bella-watson-blog]

"I now pronounce you, Mr. and Mrs. Watson."

[bella-watson-blog]

~FLASHBACK~ I Can Hear The Bells | Mason&Bella&Anyone Else

After everything that happened with her, her home life, her failed relationships, after hurting everyone she loved, her demon taking control, after all of the shitty circumstances in her life, she was able to do one thing. She was able to love someone else more than herself, and that was Mason. Mason was her rock, her person she could turn to when she needed him the most. He was willing to risk everything to be with her, and the same with her. The two almost lost each other forever, but they realized the importance of love, and how strong their bond was. How strong their bond is. Today was finally the day. The day that she's been waiting for forever. After everything that happened, today was the day when she could really be happy with him. She couldn't be happier.

The night was a long one without him nearby. The whole 'night without you're other half' really got to her. She and him were always so close, but as Dean and Lexi said, bachelor and bachelorette parties needed to happen. And they did. Her's was a blast, and she'd have to thank Lexi again later, and she assumed that Mason's was just as nice. She wasn't worried, and it felt good to just be happy about things. Everything was perfect. Her dress wasn't traditional, but perfect none the less. Her hair was down and had loose curls, something she adored. Half of it was pinned up with blue pins and her make-up was flawless. You would think that it couldn't get any better for her. In her mind, it couldn't. She smiled at everything, wanting to run out and get this over with. 

She looked around at everyone, proud of the bridesmaid dresses that she picked out. They chose to have the wedding outside of her house, and knowing Lexi and Lucy, it would be beautiful. Dean was her escort down the isle, and she knew that there was nothing better. They would always be family to her, no matter what.  She looked at herself in the mirror, smiling. "I'm ready," she said with a smile as she looked over her shoulder at everyone else.

[marie-black-blog1]

@ Mason.

He wasn't at his place, but despite that Marie still let herself in, she'd just have to wait for him to get back. She hadn't seen the little blonde vampire in a while, no doubt though he was with Bella. That little slut. Although she'd have to admit, Mar found it quite amusing that all of her ex's were deciding to show up a month before her wedding. 

Taking off her leather jacket, she threw it down on the couch before making her way to the kitchen, the sound of her heels clicking against the wooden floor. It didn't take her long before she found the bottles of wine and a glass before making her way back into the living room. Marie had to talk things over with Mason, yeah it may be her just acting protective over him, but she needed to know what was actually going on with this whole wedding thing. 

Sitting down, she poured the alcohol into the glass before setting the bottle on the table in front of her. She leaned back, and crossed one leg over the other before taking a sip. She'd missed him, and a part of her felt slightly guilty. She had to be there for him and right now she was doing a pretty lousy job at it. 

[bella-watson-blog]

I Don't Need Consoling {Mason and Bella}

She didn't know what to feel when she heard that Tom had brought back the sun. But with the rise of the sun, caused the fall of Tom. He was gone, dead. She remembered their conversation clearly, and it was everything she could do to not be crying over it. It shouldn't matter this much. Not to her. She had everything. She was a hybrid, she was strong, and she had Mason back. She was getting married to Mason. Shouldn't that be enough? Shouldn't she just be happy with that?

Yes. She should. And she was. 

But she cared for Tom. He helped her and gave her things she will never be able to properly thank him for. Never in her lifetime. But she didn't want to talk about it. She wanted to mourn, but mourn in her mind. She didn't want to show it, because the last thing she wanted was drama. But it was already here. June was in hysterics, Allen was making things worse, and although Mason said she could talk about it, she didn't want to talk about it. Not to him, or to anyone. She walked inside, not caring about knocking, and she sat on the couch next to him, before scooting back so her back rested against his chest. She stayed quiet, wanting things to be better. 

She wanted to get over him, because she had Mason. She loved Mason and these feelings for Tom needed to disappear. For good. 

[bella-watson-blog]

Back To The Start {Bella and Mason}

Everything was so different. 

She wasn't complaining, though. Things were clearer, and she knew that things were actually looking up. She was a hybrid again, and that was something to be happy about. But the real reason was that her inner demon was gone. She beat it, and she was free from it's hold on her. This in turn made her happier, and more like how she should be. Stronger. Emotionally stronger, anyways. Now with being a hybrid, she was physically just as strong. But she had some unfinished things to take care of. She needed to see Mason again. She wanted to make sure that everything that happened in her dreams were the truth, and not just something to persuade her into thinking she'd be okay. 

If it was, she didn't know how she'd take it. She could sink back just as easily... 

But she didn't want to believe that. She wanted to believe that he was right, and that he was telling the truth. He was always telling the truth. Always. She could sense where he was, thanks to being a hybrid again, and she knocked on his door, before stepping back. She waited, wondering. Wondering what he'd say. The texts between the two seemed at least hopeful. 

[bella-watson-blog]

I May Be Drunk But You're Still Hot ¦ Mason&Bella

The party was in full swing, and Bella was loving it. She loved how everyone was smiling and having a great time, and how people just stopped caring about life for once. All because of this party that she'd planned. The party was dying down a little bit, and she had her fun towards the middle of the party. Sleeping with Helena and then soon after, messing around with Dean and June. It was fun, and she enjoyed herself, but she was missing something. She'd been missing something for a while, and she wanted it back. Wanted him back.

She was sitting at the bar, overlooking everything. Making sure people didn't totally trash her place, but it was too late. She shrugged it off as she sipped her drink. Then she saw him walk in. She stiffened, looking him up and down. She bit her lip, as she debated what she wanted to do. She could either talk to him to the best of her drunk ability, or she could punch his face in. She decided to go with the first one.

She got up from the chair, and she walked over to him. She could already smell the scent that he always had, a good one. She looked at him, before she opened her mouth to speak. Words wouldn't come out at first, but then she forced them, even if they were rushed. "I'mgladyoucame," she rushed, knowing that he was probably still just as mad. She bit her lip, looking again. "Hi."

[bella-watson-blog]

But I'm holding you closer than most, cause you are my heaven.

[bella-watson-blog]

I can't forget you, I know you want me to want you I want to, I can't forget you, so when this is over don't blow your composure. I can't forget you, I know you want me to want you I want to.

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