Just friends
Mac would have never thought in a million years, that she would end up having feelings for her dead boyfriend's brother. After Cassidy's suicide, things had been, well different around Neptune.
Why Mac had ended up at Dick's front door the day after it happened, she didn't know. Maybe it was because Dick had cared about Cassidy as much as she had .. Even though Dick never talked about him, she knew he missed him.
Flashback
Mac couldn't believe that it was Cassidy who had been behind the bus crash. She didn't want to believe it either. She sat on her bed waiting, not quite sure for what. She knew one thing; she couldn't stay here any longer, not alone. She rushed out of the house, heading to her car.
Mac pulled up in front of the Casablancas house. It's now or never Mac, she told herself. If anyone would know how she felt right now, Dick was the one. She got out of the car slowly, hurring up to the front door. She knocked three times and it didn't take long until Dick opened the door.
To her surprise he didn't say anything, but nodded his head as a welcome in sign. She followed him down the hallway and up the stairs. They ended up in Dick's bedroom, where Mac sat down on the bed. Dick went over to his mini-fridge and took out two beers, threw one at her and opened the other one to himself.
"You've done this before?" she said to him, trying to get the never-existing conversation going.
"Yeah," he mumbled, taking sip from his bottle.
"Not much of a talker then?" she said slowly.
Dick looked at her and sat down on the bed, "My brother is dead. He is a murderer! What do you expect me to say?"
"I'm sorry, I know it's hard," Mac said.
"Dude! You don't know! Dick said, he got of the bed and emptyed the bottle in his hand.
"I keep thinking that if I was only nicer to him, maybe this wouldn't have happened."
"It would have happened, one way or the other. No one saw this coming" Mac said, but was cut of by Dick.
"We should have known!"
End Flashback
Since that night they had been hanging out almost every day. But never in public, Mac sometimes thought Dick was embarrassed over their friendship. If you could call it that, all they over did together was watch TV and talk about meaningless things. But she kept it to herself, not wanting to ruin anything between them.
Mac stood outside the Casablancas house. She didn't know if she wanted to meet Dick today, because she had promised herself that next time she would run into him; she would tell him how she felt. She didn't exactly know how it happend, but something about Dick was intriguing. She hated not being able to talk to him at school, but when they would meet each other in secret all her irritation vanished.
"Why wouldn't he like you? Your real name is Cindy aka Manila Whore Barbie," she thought to herself.
She was used to just enter the house now, without knocking first. Dick had been complaining about how annoying it was to get up from the sofa and down to answer the door. Damn, that boy was lazy! So she just opened the door and set off to his bedroom. She felt nervous, but at the same time Mac suddenly felt an inner strength; she was going to tell Dick what she felt about him.
She had reached her destination: Dick's bedroom. The door was slightly open, and she could hear someone laughing. She pushed the door open and was about to scream "Here I am! Your Mac-tastic friend." (like she always did, because she knew it made him laught); when she saw Madison on top of Dick, kissing his neck. Mac's heart dropped, her mouth was suddenly very dry and didn't know what to say. Then Dick noticed the black haired girl, his expression was somewhat confusing to her. But she couldn't stay there, she didn't want Madison to see her so
she turned around and stormed out as fast as she could. Tears streaming down her face, she made her way out to her car. How could she be so stupid? Guys like Dick didn't like girls like Mac.
Back in Dick's bedroom, Madison was still kissing Dick's neck. He didn't know what to do, his down-parts was screaming to just forget about Mac's hurt face and get it on with Madison. But his heart told him differently. He pushed Madison off, hoping it wasen't too late: he wanted to go after Mac. Wanted to explain. He got of his bed as fast as he could, running downstairs and out the door. But it was too late, she was gone …
