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“Mack i’m home!” - when i finally arrive to the door mack wasn’t there to greet me. Usually he always did. Every time.
I put the pack filled with food on the table and call, “Mack? Mack, I’m here.”
No answer.
Oh man, oh man. I run through the kitchen and up the stairs, I run up to the bedroom where maybe mack was. And maybe he’s there.
and there he is, lying on the bed, face turned to the wall, head against the rock hard pillow.
“Mack?” I shout,
he doesn’t move.
But he does. He stirs, then hunches his shoulders and remains lying there, not looking at me. I grab his shoulders and turn him over, Those green eyes look up at me with no expression, but the rims of his eyes look suspiciously red, as if he’s been crying.
“mack, whats the matter with you? Why didn’t you answer me? You scared me half to death! I thought—“ okay… will was being a bit dramatic at mack not greeting him at the door.
“It’s alright,” he says in a dull voice. “You don’t have to make excuses.”
“what are you talking about?”
he doesn’t answer, I say, “You mean because I’m late? I didn’t tell you yesterday because i forgot. I was hanging out with with gabe and ryan”
mack sits up, very straight. “Of course you did.” he says this coolly and sarcastically. He might as well said, Any idiot can see your’re lying. “well.. l made you some food for you, since you know you don’t cook.” I explain angrily.
He stands up, and walks past me and down the stairs. Bewildered and angry, I follow him to the kitchen, where he busies himself unpacking the food I’ve made him. “It’s okay,” he says. “Thanks for this. You don’t have to make excuses about wanting to ditch me.”
“Ditch you? what are you talking about? I’m here, aren’t I?”
without looking at me, He holds up his hand, palm out, like a traffic cop. “It’s okay, i like to hangout with my friends too, but inviting another one as well.”
“mack,” i almost shout, “Would you listen to me? I’m not ‘ditching’ you.” I pause, feeling completely furious with him. “There’s other stuff I have to do, you know, besides hanging out with you. I went out with gabe and ryan, plus you don’t really know them that well..” mack continues to examine the food and doesn’t answer.
I sigh loudly. “Fine. Whatever. Don’t believe me. I’ll be back soon for sure, okay?” No answer. “Okay?” I repeat, loudly and impatiently, but mack still doesn’t answer. “you really are an ass. you know that?” I turn and leave the house.
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page 2
I drove furiously. Okay, so mack thinks
I’m ditching him. Fine. I won’t go back. That’ll serve him right! If that’s what he thinks of me, that i’d go back.
I slam my hand on the arm chair. But then I realize that if I don’t go back, he’ll think I was right about ditching him, Now I have to go back, to prove to him that he was wrong, even though he deserves to get ditched for acting like such a jerk.
He’s got me. I’m so mad I’ve been driving like a maniac,
I look the window shield to see cars, and people crossing through the glass of my side window looking concerned at me driving.
I stopped at a gas station. Parked my car. Put my window down. And breathed slowly, the stream of air flowing through my skin. I feel my anger begin to fade. And while I can’t put it into words exactly, maybe I understand why mack acted so weird.
I checked my phone beside me, to see if any messages popped up from mack.
Nothing,
“good.” I say, “good” I repeated again.
Anyway, I put my window back up, and relaxed myself, and put the car into drive mode.
maybe mack, will get over it, right? yeah
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page 3
The next morning I checked my phone
There were a few messages that popped up. One from my sister grace. And my dad Bill.
I ignored those messages.. my mind erased from them.
I expected mack to message me but. None from mack,
have I really messed up?
No, I’ve hadn’t. Mack was just being dumb he was overreacting. I was just hanging out with my friends back at bc, nothing was wrong with that? usually he would’ve been always okay with it. But maybe it was because I was gone for a few days or I was ignoring him someday, maybe something was wrong with him but still. That doesn’t mean anything that it should be. I’ll text mack, and say that he should be sorry.
messages - contacts
will - hey mack, wyd
no no. “what are you doing?” seriously. Erasing that immediately.
will - hope you’re done with your dirty tantrum, mack.
no. That just sounds childish.
delete.
will - are you still mad at me?
I think that’s good .. or should i add
“hey are you still mad at me, can we talk?”
y’know what, I think it’s fine. I’m overthinking too much.
I sent the text, I’m sure he got it, and I’ll wait awhile maybe he’ll respond. He usually does anyways.
The respond was still on delivered for 34 minutes. “what the heck!” why isn’t he responding, I tapped on my leg repeatedly with my hand waiting for a response back.
Still nothing.
I’ll send another message and maybe he’d get it.
will - mack, can we talk? ‘i put.’
I’m sure he’d response now that i’ve sent it.
still nothing.
I through my phone against the floor.
Fuck, why am being so persistent? this isn’t like me. It was only one quick argument, this is so stupid!
maybe he’s just busy..
I pick my phone back up against the cold ground floor. No cracks, phew..
ding! -
will heard a message through his phone.
messages - unknown
“Cameron, have you moved recently? Did you update your voter registration? Check your registration status: *link*”
“Stop to End”
just a stupid spam message, great.
mack can’t be seriously pushy about this. I hope he knows I won’t be lasting long enough to hold up for this.
I mean I’ve sent 2 messages, that feels like nothing.
will - hello, earth to mack??
I’ve sent that 13 minutes ago.
The 1st message was sent an hour ago. I’m sure he saw it! He just wanted to ignore me.
“ignore me” i repeat, in my head again.
I’ve waited hours, and hours for mack
to response.
and christ he finally did for crying out loud!
mack - sorry, I was busy.
will - finally decided to wake up, hm?
mack - no just busy, y’know with friends.
the fuck, is he joking with me right now?
will - what?
mack - I was busy, hanging out? can you read.
will - with who?
mack - does it matter?
will chuckled.
will - yes.
Is what will wanted to say but instead he just put
will - No.
mack - okay then, don’t worry bout it.
will - where are you?
mack - why
will - I’m just asking.
mack - I’m at home
will - can I come over?
mack - sure, but I’ll be going somewhere later.
will - okay, be there in 10.
he grabbed out his keys from the counter near the entrance.
He was going to see mack.
He wanted to see him again, he felt like mack was purposely ignoring him now.
but that didn’t matter right now to will.
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Will arrived to mack’s place he knocked
he knocked 3 times giving the knock a ring to it. “Mack!”
Mack came to front door and opened it to see will smiling.
“Hi.” will said
“hi.” mack responded back dryly
will came fully inside mack’s house now greeted by the front door matt Infront of the entrance, near the staircase.
“thanks for inviting me.”
“sure,” mack fluffed up his hair to the side. “whatched you need here?” he said as he closed the front door and locked it.
“mh, I wanted to talk to you.” will paused. “about yesterday.” he said nervously with a dry tone.
“how you said I ditched you.” he said again repeating back to day, of when mack had said that.
“Oh,” dry tone again.
“mhmmm..” will scratched his head
mack checked his watch looking at the time,
will watched him curiously.
mack had to leave in 4 minutes. “hey, why don’t why talk later about this, hm?”
mack looked back up. “what? that’s the whole reason why I came.” will raised his left brow. “I can’t maybe tomorrow? I have to leave right now.” mack walked slightly around over will. “No.” will grabbed onto his shoulder. “No?” He paused. “No. You’re not leaving here yet.”
“will, I seriously have to go” he turned to face will. “well I just got here mack?” he pushed him back slowly to face him”
“y—yeah I know. I have to leave here in like—“ “2 minutes”
“where are you heading too? I’ll come with y—“
“No.” mack said interrupting will before he could finish off his sentence.
“why not?”
“I’m heading out, I told you earlier I had somewhere to go, will.” he looked at will directly his heart pulsing.
“b—but I just arrived ??” he stuttered over his words.
“will, I know and I promise I’ll be back.” “he patted his shoulder. “I promise we’ll get to that talk or whatever.” he pulled his hair back.
“mack, no.”
mack turned to the door unlocking it, and grabbing his keys from the side. going back to face will again. “I’ll be back, promise.”
will turned. He didn’t respond.
After mack left, will just stayed there in the exact spot he was 5 minutes ago when mack left, he was upset. He felt like mack was really ignoring him. But why? But why was he ignoring him. He didn’t do anything wrong to his best friend.
All he wanted to do was hangout with a few friends, and will knows and he’s positive that mack was okay, with it. But now? he’s so confused and he doesn’t want to break his best friends heart by not talking nor hanging with his old friends anymore.
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Notes - I feel like this could’ve been longer and used more punctuation, maybe better writing but this is my first fic! And I hope you enjoyed this chapter stay tuned for the next chapter! 💙