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If you're needing
A soul to soul connection
I'll run to your side
"Macy?" Nick called out as he saw a familiar figure sat on a bench crying in the park. Macy had skipped the whole day of school and Stella was far more than worried. She stopped by Macy's place to find that no one was home. Everyone was worried.
They tried contacting Macy's parents but they never answer or their number was basically unavailable. Everyone was pretty much on the hunt on finding Macy. Even Mrs. Lucas and Mrs. Malone had the urged to contact the police.
Macy had been gone the whole day and everyone was still looking for her. Nick knew there was something wrong with Macy and she just wasn't telling him. She wasn't telling anybody. She hasn't been acting like Macy at all. She was acting like a complete stranger. Over the past two years he had known her he would be able to tell if something was wrong with her. Even though he isn't really particularly close to her.
He ran across the park as he heard the faint sobbing of the brunette and inched closer to her. "Macy? Is that you?"
Macy turned around and stood up as she saw Nick. She wiped her tears and Nick walked closer to her. "Nick," she whispered, startled. "W-what are you doing h-here?"
"Macy..." he started as he reached her. "Everyone's looking for you."
"I know," she sobbed quietly as she turned away. "I know."
He took a step closer to her and she took a tiny step back. Nick felt his heart, somehow, drop at her action. She looked scared and paranoid. As if someone was out to get her. Maybe someone was. It made him think.
"What happened to you Mace? You've been skipping school. I rarely see you anymore." Nick reached out to hold her but she flinched away, afraid that she'll breakdown.
"I haven't been skipping," she whispered, scared that someone could hear her. "You just haven't been seeing me lately."
"I'm really worried about you." Nick told her erneastly. He reached out to touch her again and this time she didn't move and he was thankful. He let his hand rest on her cheek and a tear fell down. "Macy, you may have fooled everyone else but you certain can't fool me."
"I'm not fooling anyone.." she replied quietly as Nick wiped the stray tear away.
"Your fooling yourself Mace." he whispered as he inched closer. "I'm not blind and I can see that you're hurting."
"I'm not hurting." she lied. She can't let Nick know. She needed to hold it in. For the sake of herself she needed to hold it in. "I'm not." she repeated, her voice breaking.
She was a bad liar but she was a good hider. She's been hiding the truth for so long. But she wasn't good at lying. Her voice, her stance, her body language can give everything away. Nick could tell. Just because he wasn't close to her doesn't mean he was ignorant enough to not notice her.
He would notice her. She was infact his- their number one fan. That's right; was. Past tense. He missed the nice, bubbly, active Macy. He wanted her back. Not some heart broken girl. It was breaking his heart.
Nick watched her, his hand never leaving her face as his thumb smoothly rubbed circles against her pale face. She was becoming ill day by day. She looked far more tired and weak as he sees her. She was hiding something from him.
"Macy, you can lie to yourself all you want but we both know the truth." Nick told her as she leant on his palm. He could see the tears glistening in her eyes. He could see that she was refusing to let them fall.
"How would you know?" she asks softly.
"I know you Mace. I know we're not close and I know you're much closer to Kevin and Joe but I can tell when someone's hurt or not. Especially with you. Everyone might be blind enough to notice it but I sure am not."
"How can you see it?" she questions and Nick sighs.
"That's the problem." Nick tells her. "I can't see it. That sparkle, Mace. It's gone. That twinkle in your eyes Macy. It's gone. There's nothing there. I can see the problem by not seeing it. Mace, you don't have to be afraid."
Macy cracked. He was right. She sobbed before breaking down infront of Nick. The tears that dried up fell back down again and Nick could only do one thing he can think of. He inched closer to her and wrapped his arms around her. He held her tight against him and it sent Macy over the egde. She cried even more.
"Sshhh," Nick whispered in her ear. "It's okay. Mace don't cry. Please. May May don't cry."
"N-Nick.." she sobbed. "I-I.. Y-you.."
"Sshh, it's okay Mace." he tells her soothingly. "You don't have to be afraid anymore. I can see that you're scared. You don't have to. I'll be right here. It's okay. I'll be right by your side."
"H-how can y-you be so s-sure?" she squeaks in a tiny voice. "Y-You'll l-leave m-me."
"I won't be going anywhere Mace." he promised her. "I won't be going anywhere. You can try to push me away, block me out, like you did with everyone else but I'm not going anywhere. I won't."
Macy buried her face deep in his chest and held him close. She didn't say another word. Neither did he. They didn't have to. All she needed was someone by her side. Finally someone who can stand by her even if she pushes them away.
When you're lost in the dark
Macy ran out of her house and into the blackness of the dark alley streets. She ran and ran and ran not knowing where she was going. She stopped in the dark alley streets and she sat down on the floor and cried her heart out, not caring if her cries and sobs echoed throughout the whole alley.
She wanted someone to see or hear her. She wanted them to feel the pain she was in. She didn't care who it was. As long as she doesn't know them. She wanted someone anonymous to pity her and let them feel the same pain, knowing that they don't know her.
She just wanted to die. She was lost in a world where no one wanted her. She stayed curled up in the corner and cried. She was sick and tired. A knife would always slice through her heart and it would bleed every single day.
Her heart would bleed pain, suffering, hurt. Emotions she never thought she would feel so badly. Until that day her whole world came crashing down on her. She remembered what happened on that day. She wouldn't believe them. They were lying.
She remembered herself running out of the room and collapsing on the ground. Nothing made her feel better. Nothing ever will. She remembered going back home and thrashing her bedroom, ripping out JONAS posters and breaking JONAS trinkets. She wasn't taking it out on JONAS but it was the only thing she had.
She stayed off school for a month. Stella was the only person she ever told and Stella never told anyone. Then they came along and her life became worse. For a year. A whole year. She just wished everything would be back to normal.
"Mom.. Dad.." she sobbed. "I'm really sorry."
Macy cried harder and harder. She didn't know what to do anymore. No one will ever help her and rescue her. She was stuck in the bottom of a huge hole just waiting for someone to pull her out. But she knew that no one will.
No one ever notices. She just wishes that someone will. Someone would notice her pain and suffering and then finally save her. But no one ever does. She sat out in the dark, lost in it's blackness, wishing that someone would come and find her, save her.
An image of Nick flashed before her eyes. That day when he was comforting her. Did he really mean everything he said? That he would never leave her? That he'll always be by her side? That he won't be going anywhere?
A side of Macy mentally slapped herself for thinking that. Nick was a rockstar. He doesn't have time for a girl like her. She'll just be adding problems to his perfectly good life. She didn't want that. And, she was assuming, neither did he. He wasn't even that close to her.
Another side was telling her that Nick wasn't the type of guy who'll lead you on or make you believe something that wasn't true. He was Nick Lucas. He had many titles but a liar and a deceiver wasn't him. Unlike her.
She was a liar. She made everyone believe that her life was normal, perfect even, but it's not. She kept everything hidden from everyone and seek no help from anybody. But Nick noticed her. He noticed her when she had her mask on. He noticed her through that fake facade. He noticed her when she was swallowed up in the darkness.
But there was only one question that ran through Macy's head. Will she ever be ready to let him in? To let anyone in. She didn't know the answer and she wants to find out so badly. But she knew that every action she takes faces consequences in both sides of the table
When you're out in the cold
Nick ran down Jonas Street as he desperately tried to get away from the crazed fans that saw him earlier. It was a bad idea trying to make sure Macy was okay when she walked home. He wasn't spying on her. No way. He was just looking out for her. Macy just didn't know that.
He looked around him and found that he was near the dark alleyways. This seems to be a daily routine for him. Run and hide whenever fan girls sees you and, to be honest, he was tired of it. He ran past the dark narrow streets but stopped as he heard a faint sob in the background.
He suddenly forgot about the crazed fan that were, probably, still looking for him. His eyebrows furrowed as he took a couple of steps back and leaned towards the narrow entrance of the back alleys. His eyes widened in surprise as he heard more sobbing and quiet crying.
His stomach erupted with nervousness. What should he do? He gulped before cautiously walking through the small gap inbetween the buildings. He let out a breath after he got through the narrow space and looked back, suddenly remembering the reason he was out here.
No fans. No screaming. No girls. He was safe. For now. Jeez, he made it sound like a life threatening condition. He mentally slapped himself for making the situation into like one of Joe's 'Horatio Caine' moments. He rolled his eyes at himself and quietly walked closer.
The person didn't know he was here. That was good. He didn't want to scare her. Yup, it's definitely a girl. The tension in the air was somehow like what they have in the movies. Nick took another quiet step forward and cursed as he stepped on a twig. Who puts twigs in the alleyways? He angrily asks no one.
The crying silenced and the sobbing stopped. The tension changed and both Nick and the girl crying froze. Nick could hear both of their breathing but the girl's was more shaky and scared. He was surprised when she was the one that spoke first.
"W-who's t-there?" the voice asked in a raspy, quiet whisper. Nick froze. He knew that voice. His stomach twisted in a tight knot and he didn't feel too good. Hurt bubbled in the pit of his stomach. How she said those two words made him feel dizzy. As if he could feel what she was feeling.
"Macy?" Nick whispered as he tried to find her. It was dark and he could hardly see anything. He took a few more steps and searched the dark alleyway, the moon being his only source of light. "It's me.. Nick.." he was still whispering.
"N-Nick.." she breathed and he could hear shuffling.
"Macy, where are you?" he asks softly. He heard more shuffling behind him and he turned around. Nothing. "Macy?"
"I'm h-here.." she answers quietly and he turned back around. He couldn't see anything until Macy revealed herself, crawling out of the darkness and into where the moon was faintly shining. Nick felt a ton of bricks hit his stomach. No way was the person infront of him Macy.
This wasn't her. This just wasn't her. She was too broken. He turned his gaze away as he felt he needed to collect himself. Breathe Nicholas. Breathe. He told himself. He could feel her eyes on him and he hurt inside.
"N-Nick?" Macy trembled. Nick's eyes averted towards her and another wave of hurt hit him again. This wasn't Macy. He couldn't even describe how much she changed. She looked ill, her skin pale as it reflected in the moonlight. Her eyes were red and puffy and underneath them were dark circles. Her face was covered in tears and specks of blood and a bruise formed across her once rosy cheeks- Wait! Nick, back up! Blood?
He leapt towards her and gathered her in his arms. His stomach hurled in pain as he saw the look in her eyes. The desperate need of someone to help her. She was helpless. She was in pain. She was dying. He could feel Macy shake uncontrollably in his arms.
He took his jacket off and he felt the cold air rush through his whole body. Damn, it was cold. And he didn't even realised that. How long has Macy been out here? He wrapped his jacket around her shaking figure and held her close, rubbing his hands against her arms to create warmth.
"Nick..." she whispers gratily, he didn't hear her cry or sob or whimper but he could feel the hot tears streaming down her face against his shirt.
"Sshh.. It's okay Mace. I've got you. It's okay." he soothes her. "I've got you."
When you're looking for something
That resembles your soul
"Let's get out of here.." Nick whispers in her ear and Macy nods. "We'll get you cleaned up. Let's go."
Macy tightens her grip around Nick's waist, afraid that he'll let go and leave her. She clung onto him as hot tears rolled down her face uncontrollably. Her right cheek ached from where that she monster hit her with a broom and her stomach pained from where he had punched her. She kept her grip around him firm and wiped the tears falling from her face with the back of her hand.
She didn't know where they were going but she didn't want to go back to the hell hole she calls home. "I don't want to go home Nick." she tells him as she looks up to him. "Y-yet. I don't want to. I'll g-go back later." He looked at her quizically and she mentally slapped herself for nearly giving herself away.
Nick nodded and held her protectively. Macy leaned onto him as he tears dried and they reached the firehouse. Oh no, she thought. Joe, Kevin, Frankie... Mr. and Mrs. Lucas. Macy froze. She'll rather go home than have them all asking questions.
"It's okay Mace," Nick reassures her. "Mom and Dad are out of town. Frankie's at a sleepover. Kevin's at Danielle's house and Joe's at Stella's."
Macy nodded as they entered the firehouse and she felt the tears coming back. The Lucas house felt like a home to her. It was warm and welcoming. Her house, however, was not. Nick gazed down at her and she bit her lip. She looked up to him as tears built up in her eyes. She was grateful Nick wasn't asking a lot of questions. She was thankful was trying to understand her.
"Just go upstairs Mace. I'll got get the aid kit and help you clean up." he tells her and she nods. He gives her a shoulder a quick squeeze before disappearing towards the living room and Macy heads up.
Upstairs, Macy looked at herself. She was a mess. Her hair was everywhere and she was dirty. Blobs and streaks of blood covered her face from her hands when she hurt herself. She looked down at her hands and she saw the cuts and bruises that were forming.
They had hit her again. And this time it went a little too far. Her hands caught the barb wire from the workshed and it bled with pain. She was asked to grab tools from the shed and this was the result. She was too careless to notice because she had been tired. She had spent all night cleaning the house yesterday.
She couldn't tell which pain she was feeling. You wouldn't be able. It's mixed and they both hurt as bad. She tore her gaze away as she saw Nick by the door frame, aid kit in hand, looking at her worryingly. She wiped her eyes and walked slowly to him. He lead her to where Nick writes his songs and motioned her to sit on the table.
Macy bit her lip. It was hard enough for her to use her hands. She nodded and used her elbows to pull her up but failed as she slipped back down again. She hid her hands from Nick who only questioned her with his eyes.
"Do you need help?" he asks her and she shyly nodded. He set the aid kit aside and walked infront of her. He placed his hands on her hips and gently pulled her up so she was now ontop of the counter table.
"Thank you Nick." she whispers as she ducks her head down. Nick used his index finger and tucked it under Macy's chin so she could look at him.
"It's no problem Mace," he reassures her. "Let's get you cleaned up now, shall we?"
She nods and he offers her the rare smile he hardly gives freely. He began routing through the first aid kit and brought out a sanitary towel. "I'm a mess aren't I?" she states quietly more than questioned as Nick looked at her. She wondered why he hasn't asked her anything yet. He was being so patient with her. He stood infront of her and grabbed hold of the towel.
Nick dipped the towel in a bowl of warm water that's by Macy's side and he shook his head. "No you're not." he objects as he brought the towel near her face. He lightly dabs her left cheek then her forehead, than taking precautious care with her bruised right cheek.
"Nick, have you seen me?" her voice broke as she spoke.
"You're not a mess Macy." he replies and she held back a sob. He took her tiny hands in his and noticed the cuts, gashes and bruises forming. He said nothing about it. Instead, he took the towel and began to clean it gently and carefully.
He treated her like she was the most gentle and fragile thing in the world. She felt like breaking down all over again. Nick looked at her and set the towel aside. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him.
Macy sobbed at Nick's caring gesture and felt as if the weight on her shoulders lifted a little. Nick's hands found her hair and stroked it gently, bringing her face gently down by his neck. "You're not a mess Macy. You're not."
When the wind blows your house of cards
I'll be a home to your homeless heart
Macy wiped the tear that fell down her cheek and waited as Nick came back from going downstairs to put the aid kit away. He had been so gentle around her. So caring. So nice. Does that mean he really meant what he said to her? She watched as he came back and stood in the same place where he treated her and cleaned her up.
"Aren't you gonna ask me anything?" she sniffled softly. She didn't dare make eye contact with him. It scared her when she felt like he was reading her. His intense brown orbs staring at her soft hazel pools.
"Depends," he answers as he lifts her chin up again so she was looking at him. "Are you gonna answer and tell me?" he retorts and she looks away.
"Depends," she copies him. "Are you gonna go and leave me?" she says hoarsely, not knowing the amount of pain that sentence caused inside of him.
"I'll never do that," he reminds her. "Do you really think I would?"
She looks at him heartbroken and answers, "A lot of people have." she responds.
"I'm not like a lot of people." he replies and she just looks at him. "So will you tell me?" he asks her. Macy looked at him for a while, hesistant and afraid of her own answer.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" she asks softly. Nick sighed. She did that on purpose. She was steering him away from the subject. She played it cool but she backed out. He did nothing but play along. If she's ready she would tell him.
"I care about you Mace." he answers and she looks at him.
"But why?" she questioned him. "We were barely close. Why now Nick? Why you? How did you do it? You saw me. You noticed me. Whilst everyone else ignored me you're the one who saw me. Nick, how? Why?"
"You were hurt Mace. And it hurt me so much to see you hurt." he answers erneastly. "And now, when I look at you, I still feel hurt. Mace, that twinkle in your eyes. It's gone. That special sparkle that made you you is gone Mace."
"I still don't understand." she tells him. And she truly don't.
"You don't have to." he replies. "Just know that I'm always by your side no matter what. Whenever you need someone. To tell them anything. I'll be here. I won't leave you."
Many thanks to the reviewers! It meant a lot to me that you take your time to review! This isn't finish by the way. There are two or three more shots to this! But duhn duhn duhn! The tension is rising! This isn't a story. Just a couple of oneshots :)
Reviews? Please? I'll be updating Lesson Of Love soon. I'm still working on that. I just needed to get this chapter over and done with so I can get on with Lesson Of Love.. Hope you guys like this chapter!
Love,
Sunny xox
