Eat out

"They did say no one cares about me. I am just lonely. I don't even have someone to share a meal with me." Mason lamented as he got up from the floor, holding his stomach.

"This is one of the reasons I have a lack of nutrients. I don't expect you to understand." Mason mumbled, looking at her.

Amber halted at the door. As much as she wanted to walk away, her legs didn't want to move.

 "Alright, I will share a meal with you." Amber said as she felt him behind her.

"Just this once." She added.

"That's good to hear." Mason commented and grasped her hand, hauling her away.

Amber didn't know what she was doing, but she felt attracted to Mason too.

"Am I a whore?" She muttered to herself and put her hand on her face.

He took her to a restaurant close to the school and ordered food for the both of them.

Mason dug into his food and started eating with his gaze fixed on Amber. She was tapping her finger on the table.

"Why aren't you eating?" Mason inquired.

"I..I." Amber stammered.

"Don't tell me you are stressing about your boyfriend; I am better than he is." Mason said and held tightly to her hand on the table.

"I need to use the restroom." Amber muttered.

"You can't go." Mason declared, glaring at her.

"Why can't I? I am not in jail, am I?" Amber inquired and got up from the chair. She grabbed her bag from the table.

"Aren't you going to the restroom? Why do you need your bag?" Mason inquired.

"I am not going anymore." She said confidently.

Mason hit his hand on the table.

"You can't go. Who is going to eat the food you left?" He asked in a rumbling tone.

"I don't know." Amber replied, as everyone in the restaurant turned their gaze to them.

Mason snatched her bag from her and crossed his leg.

"Do you still want to go?" He asked, holding tightly to her bag.

"Ahh!" Amber grumbled and stomped away.

Mason followed her closely, Amber arrived in front of the female restroom and opened the door. She looked around the hallway, but there was no one.

She entered the restroom and took water, using it to wash her face. She didn't trust Mason enough to dine with him.

She heard the sound of the door opening. She turned her gaze to the door. Mason strolled into the restroom and shut the door.

She opened her eyes wide in surprise and rested in front of the mirror.

"W.. what are you doing here? You can't be here." She stuttered.

"I just came to check if you are here and, lucky for me, there is no one here." Mason muttered and moved closer to her.

"Don't touch me. I am harmless." She whimpered. He moved closer to her, closing the gap between them and gripping her face.

"I have been thinking about you since the day I slept with you. I couldn't stop thinking about your touch, the strange way you gave me pleasure." Mason said, in hushed tones.