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16 ↬ stop worrying about me

Mackenzie Ziegler
7:45 pm

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I walk away from the stadium, breathing in the cool night air. It's winter already, and I can see my breath in front of me. My teeth jitter and goosebumps raise on my skin.

I keep trekking across the field, heading for a place that I know I'll be alone. As I walk, I think of how much my life has changed in the last week. I lost a best friend, but in doing so I became closer with Maddie and Lauren. Whether that's a good thing, I don't know, but it was inevitable I suppose.

My breath comes in pants as I start walking uphill. Gravel crunches under my feet. As I climb, the bird song ceases and the insects stop chiming. It's magical to say the least.

When I'm around about halfway up the hill I feel my phone start to vibrate in my back pocket. Trying not to shake from the cold, I pull it out with one hand. I almost drop it when I see the name. Johnny.

I let it ring, thinking. That moment we shared, in the stadium, was kind of special. I know that I want to make things right with him; badly, but really, where was he all last week when I was calling him?

Exactly– he wasn't.

This is why I decline the call, and keep walking up the hill until I reach the lookout.

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Johnny Orlando
8:00 pm

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I think about where Mackenzie could have gone exasperatedly, trying to be rational and calm.

Pulling out my phone, I search through my phone and bring up her contacts. Yikes, there's twelve missed calls from her. I press the green button meaning call and hold it to my ear. It rings through at least eight times before she declines the call.

Damnit I'm worried now. It's only three degrees outside, she doesn't have a ride home, and it's pitch black, meaning anyone could take advantage of her. I text her.

Johnny
Mackenzie
Where are you
I've fucked up so bad and I'm sorry but I need to know if you're okay
Kenzie
I'm worried about you
Please

Mackenzie
Stop worring about me, I'm fine!

Johnny
Okay, I deserved that
Where are you?
I need to see you Kenz, please

Mackenzie
Oh, so you're talking to me now?

Johnny
I just want to know if you're okay!
You mean so much to me I want you to be safe

She doesn't reply, only reads my messages. So instead of texting her, I call her, and relief floods my veins when she finally answers on the third call.

"Mackenzie!" I breathe. "Hi."

No answer.

"I've been a complete and and utter moron. A fucking idiot. I'm so sorry for how I've been acting. There's no excuse for it, but I want to see you. Please let me make it up to you, I'm so sorry." I apologise desperately. I can't lose her, I can't.

"I'm at the lookout." She says hesitantly after a long silence.

"Is it... I mean, would it be okay for me to come see you?"

"I suppose?" She says, finishing with a question.

"Okay, I'll be there soon. Please wait up." I reply, letting a smile form on my face.

"I will." She tell me before the line cuts, dead.

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