Mack Brown, a successful psychologist, moved to Chicago after her first heartbreak. After meeting a lawyer, Zander Carmichael, she believes she's starting to warm up to commitment again, that is until she bumps into her first love 6 years later. Sec...
A/N - the next two chapters are going to be flashbacks of when they broke up 5 years ago and the reasoning behind it. This not the present day and we still don't know Mackenzie's reaction to Hunter's confession at the New Year's Eve party.
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"It's your choice if you want to come with us, but either way, I'm going and your mother is going." My father tells me while I sit in shock, trying to take in the news he told me. When he asked to talk to me, I thought it had something to do with my mother. "Wait so you're dragging my mother and yourself all the way to America, but you don't want me?" I question, standing up in anger
"You have the choice to go. I know you have your little girlfriend here and honestly, I think it would be easier to leave without you," he states with no emotion
"Are you fucking kidding me?!" I yell, before feeling a loud sting on the right side of my face. I hold my right cheek while trying to hold back the tears from falling down, from the pain of my father's hand bruising me physically and emotionally.
"You watch how you speak to me boy!" my father yells. His voice echoes all throughout the study. "I told you, you have a choice, stay or come with us."
I throw his books from his desk on the floor and begin walking out to see what my mother thinks of this. I see her sat on the sofa watching tv, before sniffing a white line of powder off the coffee table."Of course, you're getting high." I speak.
"You know the rules Hunter, whatever your father says, I have to do." She speaks, with a mellow tone.
"So you don't give a shit about me?"
"Hunter, this is no time for you to express your little issues. Now get the hell out of here, you're ruining my buzz." I know this is not her true self, she only speaks like this to me when she's high out of her head. It's the way she deals with this family she married into. She was loving at one point. She lost that when she realized my father was cheating on her women after women, but she couldn't leave. Instead, she chose to let out her anger on me. I became my mother's emotional punching bag and my father's physical punching bag.
I scoff and walk out of the house before asking Eric to meet up.
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I sit in Eric's room while he grabs two can of beer for us. "So you're staying?" he asks
"I don't know. It's just shit man. How can my father just leave me here, but take my mother away from me?" I vent, before gulping down a large amount of my beer. He passes me an ice pack for my cheek, which was almost a crimson red and a little indentation that formed from my father's family ring. "So you're going?" he asks
"What about Mackenzie?" I ask him.
He sighs before placing his beer down. "Don't you think America might actually help you for the future? You want to have your own company at one point, I think America could be extremely beneficial for that." I understand his point of view. "Plus, it would piss your dad off too, and that's always a plus," he adds
