James' POV
I lie in bed, my head pounding, and my eyes throbbing from crying so much. It sounds wimpy, but Mackenzie hasn't answered any of my calls or texts. My 40th text to her said, "It you could never love me again, don't reply." She never replied. I rubbed my eyes, propping myself up on my elbows. I tossed the empty bag of Doritos on the floor. Cool Ranch. Kenzie's favorite. I wish I could share them with her. I want her here next to me right now. To talk to, to hang out with, to enjoy her company and love her. But I lost her, and all I want is to have her back.
Maddie's POV
I open my door and hear its comforting squeak, which I'm used to. I let out a big breath of air and march down the hall to Mackenzie's room, shaking from nervousness. I lightly rap on the door with my knuckles, the butterflies in my stomach wildly flapping their wings. When there was no answer, I knocked harder.
"Mackenzie? Please let me in? I-" my speech stopped. Should I even confess? I think, but then of course, I do. Tell her. "I really care about you! " I say.
"Yeah right." I hear a small squeak answer from the other side of the door. A wave of relief crashed over me, that she would actually speak to me.
"If you actually cared about me, you'd have checked on me sooner." Kenzie's quiet voice croaked.
"I know, and I'm so sorry I didn't, but I do care! I didn't want to admit it and I don't know why I let this stupid fight go on for so so long without putting an end to it! It's all my fault and I'm so so sorry Kenzie! Please let me in?" I choked out, trying not to start sobbing. Right as I heard Mackenzie click open the lock to her door, mom came upstairs.
"Madison, what are you doing?" She demands.
"I'm talking to my sister, Mom." I say coldly.
"Get away from that door!" She shouts.
"What? No!" I say, angry but confused. I had never seen her like this.
"You are not to speak to that little good for nothing child. She was a mistake Maddie. A mistake. Oh how I wish that little brat was exactly like you." She mutters. I stand there shocked. I was so surprised that she was acting like this. She was usually such an organized and held together parent.
"Mackenzie is not a mistake!" I shout back, not caring how much trouble I'll be in for "talking back to my parental authority".
" YOU LITTLE BRAT! WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME!?" mom roars, tugging me towards her. My eyes are wide, blazing with a wild fear. She digs her fake nails into my shoulder, breaking the skin. I cry out in pain as she pushes me backwards. I hit my head on Kenzie's door, hard. Mom kicks me in the side with her pointy shoe and mutters, "That'll teach you to continue hating your sister. You choose between Mackenzie or my affection and favoritism." She laughs a sick, twisted laugh. With that she walks down the hall, me still on the floor. I feel a warm sticky substance on the back of my head.
Then Mackenzie's door opens just a crack.
"Maddie?" She whispers, fearfully.
"Do you hate me?" I ask, terrified."
"If course not," she weakly smiles. "Now get in here before mom comes back." She says worriedly.
"Oh Maddie, what did she do?" My sister says, looking at the back of my head as she relocks her door with us safely inside.
"I don't know. She's never been like this before. She's never hurt me." I say, still trying to figure the incident out myself.
"But I know one thing, Kenz." I say.
"What's that?" She ponders, cocking her head.
"I guess I'm not the favorite anymore."
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The Part of Me That You Don't See~a Dance Moms Maddie AND Mackenzie story~
Fanfiction~UPDATES EVERY SINGLE DAY AT 8 PM CENTRAL OR SOONER!~ "Maddie, no!" "I don't care. You're more important than what they could ever do to me." "But they're strong, Maddie!" "We can be stronger, and if we die, we'll be the strongest angels there are."
