Second Chances for Tyler Landry

Part of the Truth

Mackenzie's eyes widened. Tyler's zeroed in on her greenish chocolatey irises.

"Tell me what you need to." he said, his eyes smoldering into hers.

Mackenzie stuttered a little bit. Could it finally be that Tyler has somewhat magically understood that she was in pain. That she was hiding things from him that would make him bleed from the inside out?

"Tyler.." she said, wanting to stahl so maybe she wouldn't have to tell him what she knew was true.

Maybe she could just comfort him like she always did.

"Please Mackenzie. Tell me what you have to say." he pleaded.

She looked up into his eyes.

Was it time to tell?

She was going to find out. She lead Tyler out of the small, and almost empty coffee shop to around the back.

You would think that behind a coffee shop would have garbage cans and shit, but back her there was a beautiful patch of grass and woods. At least, he wouldn't have to be told in a shitty allyway.

She stood face to face with him. Feeling her heart hammer against her chest. She drew in a long, deep breath.

"Tyler do you remember when we were little, and our parents were watching that movie and us being as curious as we were, watched it from behind the couch?" Mackenzie started.

Tyler nodded.

"And in the movie the man killed the woman. Because she cheated on him? And you said that if someone ever cheated on you, that you would have loved them to much to kill them." she said.

Tyler looked at her funny, and then the flicker of knowledge lit in his eyes. You could almost hear the click as his face went from pleading and serious. To broken and sad.

"Are you trying to tell me that Jolee is cheating on me?" he asked quietly, tears filling his water colored eyes.

Mackenzie's throat clenched and she nodded, turned her head to face the dirt ground.

She looked up at him. Pain seeping threw every pore and crevice on his face.

"When?" he managed to choke out.

Mackenzie hesitated, and mentally prepared herself for him to yell and scream at her. Because she hadn't told him sooner. But, in the end everyone makes a choice, and Mackenzie's was what she thought was right.

"Last night. Last Week. Last Month." she said, trying to spare him pain of detail.

His eyes filled with two emotions all at the same time. Two emotions, that were not good.

Rage.

Sadness.

Oh God, the fucking sadness.

"Did you know that whole time?" he asked, his voice breaking at the end.

Mackenzie weighed in what she should do. Should she lie to him, and make everything that much worse. Or should she tell him the truth he deserves but probably doesn't want to hear.

"Yes." she said, keeping short and sweet.

She looked down again. Feeling guilty, doubting her decision to not tell him.

She felt his eyes burning on her head. She looked up to see hot tears streaming down his face. She wasn't sure if she should try to comfort him right now. She might not be the one he wants at this time.

He looked into her eyes. His swimming with fresh tears.

"I could really use a hug right now." he choked and grabbed Mackenzie in a warm embrace.

She patted his back, feeling bigger than him in some odd way. Which was weird because he was much taller than she was.

They stood there for a couple minutes. Just standing there in eachothers arms.

He eventually let go and dried his face.

Mackenzie looked at him in agony and sympathy.

"I think I need to make a call." he said in an even voice.

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Sorry if this chapter sort of sucks and isn't as emotional as I wanted it to be. :/ I wrote part of it at like 2am and then this part in the day so I wasn't really letting the ideas flow like I do when I'm sleep deprived. But, either way i hope you enjoy it :)

~Grace