Chapter 8

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Macks pov

Date night. My palms were sweating beyond reality.

"I have to work on a project with a friend" I lied to my parents. I wore casual clothes- a grey sleeved blousey coral colored top and dark wash jeans paired with lite pink flats. I carried my brown backpack, I had so many backpacks of so many colors. I hugged my mom and walked out the door. My jeep was parked in my garage and as the door opened I couldn't believe that I was going to Michaels dads house.

"Here" I texted as I pulled into Michaels moms drive way.

"K"

He walked out in black jeans and a white tee that said "punk" across it.

He jumped into my car and told me the directions to the trash trailer that his dad called home. Once we got there we went to his "room" he looked at me

"Hey, it was nice-" I started

I was interrupted when he smushed his lips to mine. As I pulled away he held me harder and grabbed my waist and I couldn't escape. He swiftly grabbed my wrists and pinned me to the bed.I can't let this happen.

"Shut up."

"HELP" my screams were muffled

He grabbed me harder and I tried my hardest and pulled away. He ripped my shirt as I ran down the hall and got to the bathroom and locked the door. Michael ran to the door and yelled,

"YOU CANT HIDE, YOU SAID YOU LOVED ME"

"GO AWAY, WHAT IS YOU DEAL" I yelled back

"I LOVE YOU"

I had to get out I looked for ways out and my eyes caught a window. I came up to it, and there wasn't a latch. I couldn't get it open so I took my fist and punched the window and my wrist bled as I jumped out the window. Michael broke through the door and grabbed my ankles and as I struggled I could feel my legs getting sliced. Finally I broke free and ran to my jeep. As I started down the drive way I cried and sobbed. What. Just. Happened.

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I drove for half an hour till I got to a diner. As I walked in the door I called Calum,

"Hello"

"Calum?, It's me Mackenzie"

"What are you calling me for?"

"Long story. Can you pick me up"

"Where"

"The diner by Michael's dads house"

"What did he do to you"

"Just get here"
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Calums pov

What had Michael done to this sweet girl? I walked into Normans diner and saw her sitting there;ripped shirt,blood everywhere.

"What did he do to you"

"He he"

"No"

"Raped me"

"No" I said

I can't believe that Michael would do that. I wanted to say told you so. I told her Michael was scum, but this was comforting time.

"Come on" I gestured to the door

"I can't go home" she looked down at her bloody self

"Your not"

"Where than?"

"My place"

"Ok"

I knew my house was 2 hours away, but she needed this. I got her in my car and drove her to my house. In about an hour we got there, of course I was speeding. She was shivering and there was blood everywhere.

"Come in" I opened my door

"Ok"

She was traumatized. She didn't deserve this. She was a good girl.

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