Hey my loves, so I'm in a pretty bad mood today because I was just informed that for the third time a story of mine has been stolen and reposted with the new author taking credit for it. It makes me so mad – do you have no appreciation for how hard people work on their stories? Can you not think of your own ideas? What joy do you even get from people praising you when you didn't even write it yourself? I just… ugh! Anyway, here is the new chapter because you wonderful people always make me feel better.

Chapter Ten

Brady's P.O.V

"Dude, you cannot just come here, tell us you and Mack had a break up and then not tell us why." Butchy complained.

Lugnut, Butchy and I were slumped in a booth in Big Mama's. I'd been here for half an hour now. I'd come with the intention of talking to one of my friends here about what had happened, but the only people I knew in Big Mama's were Butchy and Lugnut, and I could hardly tell Butchy I'd been having an affair with his "baby sister" so I'd just told them Mack and I were no longer a couple and left at that.

Although the past thirty minutes had proven the bikers weren't accepting that for an answer.

Lugnut groaned and swooshed his drink around in its cup, while Butchy scraped one the fabric of the seat he was sitting on top of. He tossed his head back, then suddenly beamed.

"Well, I guess if you won't tell me then we'll just go ask Mack."

"What?" I gasped, looking up. Sure enough Mack was standing in the doorway, still as statue, white as a ghost, starring back at me.

"Oh god." I muttered underneath my breath. Then before my mind had time to process the situation I was on my feet and rushing over to her.

Seeing my coming, Mack spun on her heels and marched back out the door, her march progressing into a slow paced jog, that progressed into a casual run, and by the time she was half way towards the ocean she was full on sprinting away from me, ignoring each time I called her name, which must have been at least 20 times.

"Mack please wait!" I cried helplessly, doubting I would have any more luck then last time.

The good thing was I could out run Mack by miles. Aside from surfing, she'd never really been the sporty type and was pretty easy to catch up with.

Once I was right on her heels I abruptly stopped and grabbed a hold of her arm to stop her moving forward to. We were standing right on the edge of the water, the cool salty liquid dancing around our toes.

Standing there with Mack, with the wind originating from the ocean blowing her brunette wavy hair all over her face, her stunning hazel eyes illuminating her slight made up face in the sunlight, the way her wet swim shirt and pants clung to her skin, highlighting every curve of her perfect body, her pink lips looking sleek and kissable, I'd never felt more in love in my whole life.

"What?" She yelled over the roar of the waves. "What do you want?"

"Please just let me talk to you." I begged.

"You aren't going to change my mind. We're through."

"I don't want to change your mind. I just want to talk to you. Please."

Mack hesitated for a few long, awkward moments, but before she gave me her answer, Giggles appeared.

"Oh Mack!" She called, waving her hands above her head and rushing over to us. "Are you okay?"

Mack sighed and dropped her eyes, then looked up at Giggles, who embraced her in a tight hug.

"Fine thankyou." She turned her attention to me a narrowed her eyes. "At least, I was."

"Mack please. Three minutes."

Giggles looked at me, then at Mack, then at me again, her blonde hair bouncing as she tossed her head.

"Did I miss something?" She asked confused.

Mack nodded.

"You did actually. Brady and I aren't together anymore."

Giggles eyes and mouth formed an 'o' shape.

"What? No! I… what? You guys aren't boyfriend and girlfriend anymore?"

"No." I said, my voice full of resentment. "We aren't. But I do need to talk to Mack either way."

"We don't have anything to talk about." Mack hissed.

"Yes, we do."

"We aren't together anymore, just leave me alone."

"Just because we aren't a couple, doesn't mean I have completely fallen off the face of the Earth. In two weeks it will be exactly two years since we met. We have history so yes we have some stuff to talk about."

Giggles, who had been silently watching the scene unfold, bouncing her head between us as we spoke like she was watching a ping pong game, exhaled heavily.

"Ok… well, this is becoming increasingly awkward so I'm going to going and find Lela. We were supposed to meet up here." She looked around for her friend as Mack and I both shuddered at the mention of Lela's name.

Giggles put a hand on each of our shoulders.

"I don't think you to have broken up, perhaps you've just hit a bump. I've known you guys for almost a year now and I know how much you guys love each other, how perfect you are. You'll work this out, I know it."

And with that she skipped away, completely oblivious.

I half-smiled.

"Giggles has a point."

Just as I thought she might, Mack scowled.

"No, she doesn't! Look you have three minutes so start talking."

I inhaled deeply.

"I know that I'll never be able to kiss you, or cuddle you or hold your hand again, but I don't want to lose you. Can we please just make the peace and be friends? What's that going to take?"

Mack quickly looked down but not before I could see the tears forming in her eyes.

"A time machine." She hushed. "Brady, we can't be friends because when I look at Chee Chee or Struts or Giggles I feel love towards them, but when I look at you it's totally different. Brady, I don't love you, I'm in love with you. There's a huge difference."

I couldn't help but mentally take note that she left Lela out of her list of female friends.

"I love you as so much more than a friend." She continued. "And I always will. But right now I also hate you more than I can put into words. I can't just magically smash those to emotions together to create a friendship. We had a friendship. You were my best friend and my lover and one of the only two people I was certain I loved and I don't know what to do anymore Brady."

She looked up and me and covered her leaking eyes with her hands.

"I just wish I knew why you did it."

I bit my lip and took a risk I'd been dying to take since we'd started talking.

"I do too." I admitted. "Look Mack, all I want is one chance to make things right. I'm not asking for you to forgive me right now, or ever for that matter, but I just want to be able to show you how sorry I am and how much I love you. I'm not asking for you to trust me, just don't ignore me and I promise you I'll be the best boyfriend in the world, even if we aren't a couple. I won't stop loving you for a day and I won't go out with any other girls, even if you move on. Just give me this one last chance."

Mack looked deeply into my eyes.

"Fine." She wobbled softly. "One chance. We aren't a couple; we might very well never be again. But I just want to see how you think you can fix this."

"Thankyou." I whispered, purely grateful. "I love you. I'm never going to let another day go by without making sure you know that."

Mack's bottom lip trembled.

"Well I feel the same way. I'm just not ready to say it out loud yet."

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