Mac sees a side of Lucy he likes but wishes he didn't.
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The fire lit up the canyon and it was a perfectly clear night full of stars, the flames danced off the red rocks and illuminated the world it seemed. It was Lucy's sixteenth birthday and some older guys he knew were having a bonfire and a few beers. Her birthday was special, and he always made sure she had a good time and he always got her pink roses.
Most of the teenagers around town had parked their trucks in a circle, build the fire in the middle and sat on the tailgates or any logs they could scavenge. There was about twenty of them and Lucy was sitting where he could keep an eye on her, she knew a lot of the other kids from summers past now and she talked to a few of the girls, got a beer and went to sit down.
She was right next to the cooler talking to a kid named Harley who Mac knew that was alright, for the time being, he was free to pursue the girl of the moment.
But he was keeping an eye on Lucy at the same time just in case; as always, so what else was new. Mac's eyes were always on her it seemed when they were out, she wasn't street smart like he was; he had explained to her that she had to stay with the group of them and not wander away. Just a few months ago the police from the next town over had been around asking questions about a missing girl. It wasn't the first time either and wouldn't be the last.
He didn't see Martin, and Stanley, sit down on either side of her and start to talk to her until it was too late. Martin had swiped his hand over the top of the beer bottle next to her when she wasn't looking, but Mac had seen it. He knew that move, they all did.
That motherfucker!
He extricated himself from the girl, much to her dismay, and watched Lucy take a long sip from the bottle, then another. That prick Martin already had her by the hand in an attempt to get her away from the group. Oh fuck no!
He jumped up leaving Chelsea stunned and was on his feet in a second, running to Lucy after that and knocked the bottle out of her hand.
"What the fuck Mac," Lucy cried as the beer splashed on her clothes and face.
But he was already on Martin and pushed him into the side of one of the older kids cars, taking a handful of the other kids shirt.
"What did you give her, I saw you do it!" Mac growled.
"Relax man just a little X to loosen her up."
"Motherfucker," Mac punched him in the face and again and again, they ended up on the ground and a crowd gathered to watch, no one jumped in and no one tried to stop it. Everyone just figured Martin had it coming, he was a dick and everyone knew it. It wasn't the first time he and Mac danced and it wouldn't be the last either, by anyone's estimation.
When he was done he got up to look for her and saw Chelsea out of the corner of his eye; he ignored the scowl on her face and searched for Lucy. She had wandered off and he didn't find her for almost ten minutes.
When he did find her Lucy was standing by herself near a tree; she was swaying and staring up at the stars, singing to the music on the radio in the distance.
"Show me, show me, show me how you do that trick, the one that makes me scream seasick, the one that makes me laugh, she said. Threw her arms around my neck. Show me how you do it and I promise you, I promise you I'll run away with you, I'll run away with you." She sang to herself.
"Come on we're leaving." He hissed.
"Oh," She smiled a lazy smile and pointed up to the sky, "But the stars, look at how beautiful they are."
He could only imagine what she was seeing in the state she was in; this was a fucking nightmare.
"I don't wanna go, Mac, it's so beautiful."
"Come on, we gotta get you some water." He led her back to where his friends had gone back to what they were doing before, grabbed two water bottles and made her drink almost one completely down. Her brain would fry if she didn't, and Martin was going to die for this.
When Lucy finished her water she turned to him and reached out to his face with her fingers, "Mac, you have such pretty eyes...god they're so blue."
"Oh fuck this shit." He took her by the arm as a few that heard what she said snickered at them, "You're fuckin stoned, let's go."
"Wait," She put her arms around his neck and pressed her chest and hips against his, "Dance with me."
Behind him, Chelsea was still staring at him with her hands crossed at her waist but now Marco had an arm around her, and Martin and Stanley were laughing as Lucy tried to pull him against her by the loops of his jeans. Harley, Esmerelda and Carolina had sat down on the cooler Lucy had sat on before and had ringside seats for everything.
"You're a fucking asshole Martin, this ain't over," He bellowed as he extricated himself from Lucy and led her down the path that led back home.
"Hold my hand Mac," Lucy grabbed for his hand when they were alone, they hadn't held hands in ages, not since Lucy felt butterflies in her stomach when she was thirteen from it. It had scared her then, but now she wanted his hand in hers, "We never hold hands anymore."
"Come on," He continued to pull her farther away from the group, but she was shuffling slow and saying she didn't want to leave.
"I love you, Mac," Lucy babbled, "I love you most of all, more than anyone else in the whole world."
"Yeah, Yeah," He huffed as he pulled her along, they had come to the party on his dirt bike but he didn't trust her to hold on in the state she was in, so they were walking home now.
"You're my best friend, I love you so much," She stopped walking when they were out of everyone's sight and hugged him, he could feel her breath on his neck and then her lips touched his collarbone softly. She wound her arms around his neck, and in another time he would have just gone for it. But he couldn't with her like this, not her. Her lips moved against his skin and he almost moaned out loud it felt so good. The feel of her lips it lit him up more than any drug ever had.
"Luce," He pushed her hands away from his neck finally before something bad happened, "He gave you X, thinking he'd score...it... makes you..."
She looked at him and then up at the stars again with a big goofy grin on her face. The bright lights were moving across the sky so fast and she felt like she could touch them, she had never seen anything like it. She was with someone she loved so much, the only person she loved like that and it was a perfect night. She reached her arms up towards the sky and spun around in a circle, and she almost fell down.
"Come on Luce," Mac started to lead he towards home again, but she stopped dead on the path.
Then she was hugging him again and running her hands over his chest. Ecstasy took away all inhibitions and made you act upon the things you wanted, he knew that, but not this way. Whatever feelings she hid about him were coming out but he had to shut her down fast. Her hand was creeping down lower, she was going to grab his dick if he didn't stop her, he didn't want to stop her but he had to, so he placed his hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her at arm's length away.
"Stop, X makes you horny, it'll pa..." She pulled him closer by his t-shirt and his chest hit hers with an oommmppphhh.
"I know... " She grinned in the darkness and brought her lips close to his face, "And I know you want to, so kiss me, I want you to so much, it's all I can ever think about anymore."
He stared at her for a beat, it was like the time in the hallway and this time he could kiss her like he'd wanted to. This time he wouldn't have to go out and fuck someone else to get her off his mind.
"Don't Luce," He whispered, even though he wanted it with every fiber of his being, and it occurred to him that he really liked this aggressive side of her, even if it was the X. She was not mind fucking him even a little bit about what she wanted.
"Please, please...I need...you...I need..."She brought her hands to his shoulders, her eyes were bright and shining and he wanted her so badly, "You are so...good looking." She said in an awestruck voice as if she never saw him before, her fingers ghosted over the mole on his left lip and her voice went down low into her throat, "That's sooooooo fucking sexy."
He stared at her, it was so hard not to react, it was right there for him to take, and it wouldn't be the first time with an inebriated girl. That was not unheard of at all in their group, which was why Martin had dosed Lucy, to begin with. Some fucking birthday that was for her though, if Mac hadn't seen it and allowed himself to get occupied with Chelsea, Martin would have led her away and done god knows what; he shivered at the thought.
"You're high as a kite Lucy," He grabbed her hand and pulled her the rest of the way home; if any of those douche bags touched his dirt bike that he had to leave behind he was going to kick some ass. Martin was going down for this anyway, but he'd take on anybody at this point. No one was supposed to touch Lucy, they all knew that.
"No wonder all the girls are after you," She called behind him, "You're fucking hot."
It was a long night and she kept him up until dawn babbling about books and trying to climb on his lap, while he poured water down her throat every hour so she wouldn't die, fuck his life. They finally fell asleep on opposite ends of the couch, where their mother's found them around noon that day.
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