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Mackenzie Dubinsky ([info]thedirtysouth) wrote in [info]blueridgeau,
@ 2012-08-13 00:05:00


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Characters: Mack and Tatum
Setting: Summer of 2005, Portage Lake
Rating: NSFW
Summary Mack and Tatum have their first kiss, but things go south when Mick catches them in the act.



It was a normal summer day, really. Mack had made the trip back to Portage Lake after spending a week with her father and the summer had resumed like it always had. A week after school ended with Adam and then out to the boonies of Maine to spend the rest of the time until school started up again with Kate. As Mackenzie had gotten older, she had gotten much better at avoiding her mothers violent moods. Kia had also gotten old enough that she could reason with their mother, mostly. Today had been unlucky, and Mack found herself escaping the house with a darkening eye and a cheek that was still smarting from the back of her mothers hand.

She was going to head down to the little island by the lake, the fort that her and Tatum built so many years ago was still standing and still stood as an escape for the older girl. She didn't really want to go alone though. Being alone after verbal and physical abuse from her mother had never been something that Mackenzie enjoyed, which was why her feet had carried her automatically over to the Donnelly house. She was just about under Tatum's window now, and stooped to pick up a small rock to get the other girl's attention. She really didn't feel like facing the rest of the Donnelly's in her current state.

The rock bounced off Tatum's window, and Mack stooped down to pick up another. "Tate!" She hissed in a stage whisper, throwing the rock again at the window. "Tate! Can I come up?"



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[info]thedirtysouth
2012-11-28 02:17 am UTC (link)
Mack squeezed the smaller girl for reassurance, it always made her feel better to be around Tatum. The younger girl always knew what to say and her mere presence always made the tall girl calmer instantly. Did Tatum really understand what she meant though? Friends loved each other, and that was fine, but Mack really loved her. Even though she was only fourteen, Mackenzie Dubinsky knew that Tatum Donnelly was the girl she wanted to marry.

"N-no, Tate," she said. Her breathing was ragged and she had to take a few breaths to calm herself down enough to speak. "I mean, I really love you." The last part was no more than a squeak, spoken as fast as she could. Mackenzie pulled away from Tatum, looking nervous. "I'm sorry...I just...I couldn't keep it in any more...just, forget it."

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