The Diary Thief

Chapter 4

"You're touch your skin where do I begin?" -Missing You (Sam Smith)

Mackenzie Ashford

   I didn't bother to look behind me I just started running to my house. My heart in my chest was bashing against my rib cage and my knees hurt, my breath starting to go short. I was almost to my house when I felt myself being tackled. I was slammed onto the ground, my chest smashing into the cement. I started screaming when I felt a familiar hand go over my mouth. I bit the hand... Hard. "Ow, fucking a." Tate cussed I squirmed under his grip, "Tate, get the fuck off me." I groaned almost murder like. "Only if you promise not to run and to talk about this with me." His voice back to normal.
    "Fine." I admitted. I did want to talk to him but not about this. He got up off of me and I stood up and whipped my shirt off. He tilted my chin up at him I pulled away from his mesmerizing eyes. "Mack, please listen to me," I nodded and crossed my arms motioning him to continue talking, "Mack, I really like you. I've liked you since a month ago, I am not going to play you, yes I did that in the past and all to other girls, but I won't do that to you." I opened my mouth to speak but before I could Tate's lips smashed into mine.
   He was rough and demanding in this kiss his lip licking my bottom lip asking for an entrance into my mouth which I gladly denied. I pushed him off me and whiped my lips the corner of my eyes stinging with tears begging to escape. I tried holding them back Tate stood there scracthing the back of his neck and apologizing, "Save it." I replied putting a hand up a tear rolling down my cheek. Thinking that I won't want to do this because i don't want to get attached then left. I turned around to walk away but Tate grabbed my wrist.
    I gritted my teeth together my face turning dark red with a shade of anger, "Tate, let me go." He waited a few seconds but then let me go. I yanked my wrist away from him and put it back in its place.

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Once I reached my house I ran up to my room not even to notice that my mom nor dad were there. I threw my bookbag onto the floor and ran up the steps skipping one each time.
Once I reached my room I started balling my eyes out. Tate is just using me. I thought as I threw my pillow across the room in pent up frustration. I hugged my knees until I felt my phone buzz in my back jean pocket. I typed my password in and read the message.
Tate: I really am sorry beautiful
Mackenzie: Please, please, please, leave me alone and give me some time to think about this.
Tate: K.
I thought, what a jerk. But after all I am being a bitch to him. And that's when the phone call I received the next half hour later would change my day from bad to worse.

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Hey loves,

  Tate and Mack kissed!! I'm so happy to be writing this and getting so much support. I'm enjoying this book actually and instead of updating next month I'm updating this month because my birthday is in 6 days. April 13th babes. By the way sorry this chapter was so short but I didn't really have all the time in the world to write this chapter. So think of it as an early birthday gift. I'll update as soon as I can.

Bye, lovelies.