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felt like she had just taken her first breath. For twelve years she felt like she had been holding her breath and finally she could breathe again. After a while standing in silence she felt Mason’s arm wrap around her waist as he kissed her shoulder.  She leant into him and rested her head on his head not able to take her eyes away from the mesmerizing flames as they danced and played.  Chelsea couldn’t hold back the yawns that were coming fast and free now.
    “You ready for sleep?” Mason murmured into her shoulder.
    Chelsea nodded her head and he took her hand.
    “Night Dad” Mason said with a wave his hand.
    Knox appeared to already be asleep on his feet. He slowly gazed up at Mason and Chelsea giving them a slight smile and nod before resting his eyes back onto the fire. Chelsea thought it best not to say anything, he looked like he needed his peace.
     
     
     
     
     
     
    C hapter Five
    Chelsea let Mason lead her back to his bedroom where he began to rummage in his drawers for a singlet and tracksuit pants.  Chelsea stood watching him contemplating how to approach the situation. She hadn’t given sleeping arrangements much thought. She didn’t want to put Mason out of his bed, but she didn’t want to give him the wrong idea that she was a whore by letting him sleep with her.
    “I’m just going to quickly get changed and then I’ll go sleep on the couch, you have my bed for as long as you need it” Mason said with a smile.
    Chelsea frowned and shook her head.
    “Mason I can’t just let you sleep on the couch.” she said.
    Mason shrugged his shoulders as he went into the bathroom. She stood chewing at her fingernail trying to think of a solution, before rummaging through her bag for her pyjamas. When she pulled them out, she decided that she couldn’t wear them, they were skimpy little shorts that Carl had made her wear. The wave of sick washed over her and tears instantly fell down her cheeks. She heard the bathroom door open and Mason come into the room stopping short when he saw her tears.
    “Chels, what’s the matter?” he asked with concern.
    “I’ve only got skimpy pyjamas, he made me wear them” she cried.
    “Oh Chels. It’s alright I’ve got something you can wear” Mason said going to his draw and pulling out a pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt. “Here they will be miles too big for you, but at least you will feel a bit more comfortable”
    She took the clothes and thanked him and went to the bathroom to get changed. When she came out Mason was sitting on the bed rubbing his head.
    “Do you have a headache?” she asked.
    Mason nodded his head.
    “Yeah I get them from time to time” he said rubbing at his neck.
    Chelsea went over to where he sat and touched his neck, she began to work the muscles she could feel were tight. Mason groaned and leaned back for her to continue. She wondered if this was what normal people did. She couldn’t help but wonder if she was in a relationship with Mason whether this would be how the relationship would be. He would be gentle and kind to her and she would want to be nice to him. Chelsea had never had a boyfriend, she didn’t know how to have a boyfriend. She didn’t think she could ever do the things that they expected. Although Chelsea didn’t have friends, she still heard the girls talk. And the way they talked it sounded like all boys wanted was sex. Dylan had never pestered her for anything and seemed happy to be just her friend, so she wasn’t sure whether it was true, but her sense of what sex was, was so warped she just didn’t know what was real and what wasn’t. Chelsea was lost in thought when she heard Mason snore. She looked and realised he had fallen asleep sitting up. Chelsea stopped massaging his neck and moved off the bed. He woke up and stood.
    “Wait Mason. Will you stay with me. Like I don’t want to do anything you know like that, I just don’t want to be alone. Will you stay?” Chelsea said.
    Mason smiled