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Tatum Donnelly ([info]ojandtostitos) wrote in [info]blueridgeau,
Tatum had never been the very best at comforting people, neither of her siblings ever really needed it and she didn't have that many friends, but she would always do it for Mack. There was something about the older girl that always got her, especially after the things she had seen Mack's mother put her through. It had been easier to ignore when they were younger, it hadn't been as bad and Kate had tried to make some effort to hide it. But the older Mack got, the worse it became, and now Tatum didn't know what either of them could do except cry about it.

She loved when Mack came to live next door for the summer, but she hated it all at the same time, because there was never really anything she could do to help her best friend except hold onto her, which was exactly what she did. She wrapped her arms tightly around the taller girl as she sobbed, feeling her own mood only worsening, letting her head lean against the side of blonde's cheek.

"It's okay,," she lied, letting the blonde cling to her, and clinging right back. "You're my best friend too," she promised her, as she let out a shaky sigh, closing her eyes and hoping her parents would come upstairs and find them. She didn't want to have to send Mack home right now, not with how crappy both of them were feeling. Lately, Mack was the only thing she looked forward to, the only thing that could cheer her up. They were both going through too much, dealing with too much for girls so young, but Mack made it worth it. She could put up with everything else, how her parents treated her and how depressed she was lately, because she knew her best friend was there for her, and she would be there for Mack in return.

"You're the only good reason to smile anymore," she told her, turning her head a bit to whisper it against the blonde's temple, letting a small awkward silence settle in for a moment after. "I hate your mom, I hate her and I.. I love you, I'm gonna tell her what a bitch she is someday. She can't do this, it's not fair!"


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