Walked // Jenzie Fanfic

PART 1

Mackenzie's POV

16 years of bad luck. 16 years of hard, hard luck. 16 years of sickness.

i can't believe it's been this long. it's been 16 years. it feels like it's been 1 day ago. woah!

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this morning, i woke up to a dream. a bad, bad dream. but it wasn't a dream. it was in my head, but it was real.

i had a dream about...

16 years ago.

my child.

my boy.

my 6 months old love.
dying.

my husband, johnny, gave us a driver to drive the family. we were supposed to go to john's work. as soon as i stepped down the car so that i can reach sam, my 6 months old boy, fire was running all over the car and floor. i ran as fast as i can and i tried to save him, i really tried. but john was pulling me back. all i heard was "kenzie come here." "kenzie stop pulling forward." "i have to keep you safe." And those words were from john. i did not listen, i tried to pull and pull. but eventually, my SAM and a really close friend's 32 year old boy, Tony, faces were filled with fire. it looked like they are burning, but i did not believe anything. i actually tried. and i remember the last words of Tony were "tell mom i love her." and well Sam, his cry. i felt like i gave up on them. and each night, i have this dream. i burst into tears. and i remember on how i gave my sam up. I would always think that i left and let my baby boy burn and die in front of my face.

i woke up crying next to my beloved daughter, Tally.
Tally is 15 years old and a half.

i gave birth to her when i walked...
all this time, i thought john was the cause of sam's death because he was the one pulling.

but many, MANY, secrets are hidden behind this story.

some are really,

really

heartbreaking...

i feel sick...