chapter 6

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•breathe•
mack's pov

i woke up and it was a random sunny day, you'd expect a day like this to be a happy day but for me not really,not today I wasn't feeling it and still aren't. i get out of bed and maddie barges in through the door, i've had enough practice to know how to hide the cuts.

"MACKENZIE FRANCIS FRIKIN ZIEGLER WHERE THE HECK DID YOU GO YESTERDAY! I WAS LITERALLY GOING TO CALL THE POLICE COZ I THOUGHT YO-" maddie starts screaming but i cut her off. "i just ran home, i was tired of the movie." i tell her, shrugging and getting up. "bu-" she starts up again but i interrupt again. "nothing happened maddie. you saw me in bed when you came home because i saw you. now, i need to get ready for school so you can walk out? thanks for caring anyways it's time for you to go." i say pushing maddie out the door and closing it.

it's been a long night and i don't need this day to be longer. i finally get out my outfit: a black Hollister hoodie with a pair of blue jeans and black converse. i put it on , get my bag and rush downstairs. i don't want to walk with lauren or john today. i need time for myself.

i wave bye to my mom and run out before maddie sees me. the cuts hurt, i'll admit. i haven't done this in a while and now, pain feels like pain. how am i even going to make it through the day?

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i walk towards my locker and keep my head down. being quiet isn't the way to hide a secret but i couldn't help it, it was just instinct. i see a well known blond-ish boy and i know exactly who it is.

"kenz.." he says trying to start conversation but i don't answer. i simply close my locker and prepare to leave. he notices and grabs my wrist. i didn't notice i squinted. i also didn't notice that i said 'ouch' way too loud. people were starting to stare and whisper, it was uncomfortable...

"let me go john. you're h-hurting me." i say looking into his eyes. i could tell that he knew that i had been crying, i forgot to put on concealer.

"i'm not holding you that tight. what the fuck happened?" he says looking into my eyes but i look away and stare at the floor. he pulls my arm towards me and i squint again. great, now he'll ask more questions.

"mackenzie-. d-did you-, I mean y-you wouldn't right? " he says shaking his head in denial. he was the only soul that knew that i used to cut. pretty sure he's suspicious now.

"RIGHT?" he yells causing everyone to look at us again. tears that i didn't know were being held back started dropping. i take my arm back and walk off into a place where i could feel relaxed.

the music hall. i look up at the stage and remember when me and johnny used to perform here... I get up on the stage ,wipe my tears and go on the microphone. i start whispering things into my microphone and realise that i'm singing.

"so breathe, like you know you should."

narrative

johnny walks in but as he sees mackenzie, he remains silent, unnoticed.

"eyes on the prize, I know sometimes you might fall on your way. throw your hands up and get down when things don't fall into place. mad at the world, yeah I've been there before " she sings, not realizing that these words are flowing naturally out of her.

"lost and confused and thinking that you can't take anymore." she stops the song and takes a deep breath. he steps into the audience place and she looks at him. she stares, thinking deeply.

"i'm sorry" he says, standing there awkwardly. "i just can't get over the fact that you still do it" he confesses, slowly walking up to her.

"you have nothing to do with it." she says, getting her backpack and beginning to walk away. he runs up to the stage and stops her gently, looking into her eyes. he slowly cupped her chin and made her look at him and so she did. they both slowly leaned in but mackenzie stopped herself. she knew it couldn't happen, it was wrong.

"johnny? i've been looking everywhere..."

they both look at the girl who had just walked in and slowly distanced themselves.

"and what's happening here?" a male voice calls out. mackenzie gasps and starts walking away. today was supposed to be a day or quietness, of being unnoticed. guess she was wrong.


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