3rd Person POV"No!" Mack shouts, shoving John B away.
"You, are you proud of yourself? Do you feel like a tough guy now? Huh? You've known JJ since you guys were in 3rd grade, I've known you guys since 4th grade!" Mack shouted.
"What does that have anything to do with what just happened?" John B asked.
"He is SPIRALING! I told you! All he wanted to do was protect his friends. He wanted to be known as the good guy, and all y'all just shoved the fact that yet again he was a disappointment, in his face. Just. Like. His. Father. Would." Mack seethed, looking around at everyone.
"I put Barry's keys on his side table next to his bed, I literally gave back his car. That should make up for it. Now who knows what JJ is gonna do "off on his own!" All he wanted to do was get even." Mack sighed, running her hand through her hair.
"Mackenzie! This isn't 4th grade anymore! You can't mess with people without thinking of the consequences. And that's exactly what JJ does." John B shouted. He never called her Mackenzie, that was just enough for Mack to go over the edge.
"Don't you think I know that! But what makes you think you can act like a jerk all of a sudden? Is it just because we found the gold? Because news flash this isn't the John B show, and if you think it is, I would like to be re-casted, cause it's not fun here anymore." Mack sighed, her eyes welling up with tears.
Kiara then tried to grab her hand, but Mack just pushed it away.
"I am always the one to pick up the pieces. And now I'm gonna have to do it again. Because of your shit, John B! Now, you guys can go off together, pretend what JJ is going through isn't a big deal. But I've gotta pick up the pieces." Mack explained, walking in the direction JJ was headed.
"Don't come looking for me, if I can't find him, I'll find you." Mack shouted to the group behind her, who was just watching as the small blonde turned down the dirt road.
"We can't let her walk around here by herself, it's too dangerous." Kiara stated.
"Well, she hates me now, so if you guys do find her, and without JJ, just get her in the van and stay silent. She wouldn't want anyone to say anything. It'll only make her break down." John B mumbled, looking to his feet.
"Let's go." Sarah nodded towards the van. Pope got in the driver's seat, everyone else sat in the back, leaving the passenger seat open for, Mack.
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Mack's POV
I had been walking for about an hour. I hadn't seen JJ yet, but at this point I just wanted to be alone with my thoughts.
I shouldn't have yelled at John B. At first he was just trying to calm me down, but then he just wouldn't see the side I was seeing of the whole situation.
What JJ does when he gets this angry is spiral. And what I mean by that is he goes through 6 different stages before he crashes.
Stage 1- keeps all emotion in, until he sees an opportunity to take charge of the situation.
(Doing as told back on the side of the road until I started fighting with Barry)
Stage 2- beats the shit out of something to release that surface level of anger.
(Beats Barry up)
Stage 3- plans revenge/ course of action and follows through with it no matter what, nobody can convince him otherwise. (Not even me).
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