Mackenzie With a Chance of Falling
xxMedusaxx
A/N: OMG You guys got me to 51! Wow you guys like odd numbers don't you =P Well lets see if you can get me to 55, or maybe 60. Do you think we could get over 100 by the time I'm done this story? I know this one is short, but at least you get some insight into the deeper plot and you get to see some mushy stuff too. Hey can you guys give me some ideas on how to break them up? That would be awesome, I'm running out of ideas. Thanks guys
Q/A: Sir Scruffy: Glad you liked it, hope you like this one too
Sakuita: I said it was Sonny's Character, she doesn't have a character in Mackenzie falls, well not one that I could think of, and I don't really like the name Alison, it's sorta plain to me, I like Mikayla better. But yea she's Sonny's character if she were ever to be in Mackenzie Falls =P I hope that clears that up =P
Harryfan94: Yep John is bad, in this one you get to see just how bad.
Yellowminiipod: Lol he might get pummeled at some point, it seems only fair.
Melted Marshmellows: Don't worry about it, just don't forget to review this one. The internet can be sucky sometimes, I have to agree with that. For a while fanfic wouldn't let me log in and then like a week ago it wouldn't let me upload any documents. Enjoy this chapter.
Disclaimer: Oh, Venn!
Yes Jann?
I got a surprise for you.
Is that Daniel Radcliffe?
*English accent* Let me go you bag of crazies
Wow, gag him before he starts swearing at me in Yee Olde English.
Will do *hits him*
I said gag him not hit him.
It's all the same to me
( I don't own anything.. except maybe Harry Potter after this)
Chapter 11 – Mackenzie's Redemption
Mackenzie's bruise came in nicely a lovely dark bruise on his jaw line. He was also damn certain that he had chipped a molar, or at least it was loose. He sat at his father's desk reading over the story that Mikayla had written. It was about a small town girl who lived her life of depression pining for the one man who would never lover her and somewhere a long the way she found the man for her in the place she had never thought to look. There was some speculation as to whether or not the two would remain happily for ever after, apparently her last book was a Romeo and Juliet ending, dying in each others arms.
There was a timid knock that jolted him out of his thoughts.
"Go away Devon." Mackenzie snarled.
"It's not Devon." A female voice called through the door. Mackenzie glanced up hopefully, then rushed out of the chair. Penelope would have just come in, this could be his Mikayla. He ripped open the door and sure enough there she was. She looked up at him those searching brown eyes surveying his face. Her shaking fingers traveled to the bruise a long his jaw line.
"He really hit you hard didn't he?" Mikayla whispered. Mackenzie had to move closer just to hear her.
"Naw, I just bruise easily." Mackenzie replied, shrugging her concern off casually. Mikayla lowered her eyes from his face to her shoes.
"I want to stay here with you." She whispered not daring to look up at him.
"Why?" Mackenzie whispered, his voice was low and hoarse, he felt his breath leave him and his heart palpitate.
"I miss you." She whispered, her eyes finally looking up into his. Mackenzie grabbed her shoulders and pulled her close.
"I missed you so much Falls." He whispered, before claiming her mouth with his once again. She molded against him, sighing softly into the kiss, Mackenzie answered her with a primal growl. Her dainty hands were gripping his dress shirt, wrinkling it under the pressure, Mackenzie ran a hand through her hair. When they separated they were both flushed and tousled. Mackenzie kept his forehead pressed against her, there noses almost touching, he linked a hand with hers.
"I was starting to think I'd never get you back. Did you leave John?" Mackenzie asked. Mikayla smiled to him.
"Yes, I did, he was starting to worry me a little." Mikayla responded. Mackenzie smiled.
"He was worrying me too." Mackenzie admitted.
"That's because he was your rival."
"Well I won didn't I?" Mackenzie teased. Mikayla giggled.
"You sure did." Mackenzie linked arms with the beaming Mikayla, intent on leading her to her room. His night just got a whole lot better.
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John dialed the number as soon as Mikayla dumped him for that pretty boy Mackenzie. He was frantic and worried, and all out of plans.
"What do you want?" the person on the other line snapped, John winced her had interrupted something.
"She dumped me." John whispered. There was a paused on the other line.
"You imbecile. Do something about it, win her back!"
"I can't, she's found someone else."
"Break them up."
"How?"
"Get dirt on him that's how, I don't care if you have to make it up. Just get back together with her, marry her, get that land and then get rid of her!" The line went dead after that. John sat back in his chair, and ran a hand through his dark brown hair What was he going to do now?
Hey guys don't forget to give me ideas on how to break em up when you review =P Thanks