Chapter 17: Leaving For Good

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Michelle here and this is another update but I think I should tell you to...
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MacKenzie's POV
On the way there, to Luke's, I stopped at a boxing rink. I growl as I punch the bag, I stop and realize that Michael might need me. I give the gloves back to the boxer, "Dang, mama, you can surely.." I slap him hard across his face, "Um, I have a boyfriend and two kids, whore. So, shut the fucking fuck up, and no.. I mean, you won't--" He cuts me off by kissing me, I try to say stop but he takes off my shirt. "I am never going to do this with you, now stop..." Michael walks in, "WHAT. THE. FUCK?" He screams. The guy smirks as he pulls away. Michael comes near me, "Mack, I can't believe that you did this, you know, I was coming from---" I tear up as a flashback comes to me. "Stop. Just.. I know, I am leaving and taking the kids somewhere, far away from here. I just can't take it, you don't trust me, so just leave me alone, and never text me. Michael Clifford, I love you so much, but I give up. Bye." I say crying. I run outside and notice that the twins are giggling at Ashton. I smile soft. Katt notices something is up. "Mack, you okay?" She asks, the twins faces gleam with excitement. "Um.. No, I am leaving for good this time. This guy kissed me and Michael saw it and thinks that I am cheating on him." I say soft. Ashton looks at me, "Are you sure? Who's going to buy me and Katt vegemite when we are sick or something?" He asks, I lightly laugh. "Hm, there's other people, Ash. This is serious." Katt says and smacks his shoulder gently. My kids raise their arms in the air. "Katt you get Cecilia out, Ash-kinz, you get Cynthia out." I command like a officer. They hand me them after they got them out, "Go check on Michael for me. I have to go pack, and--" "Mama.." Cynthia and Cecilia say, they can talk now. "Hm?" I ask. "Leaving, Dada?" They ask, I nod, and continue. "And, I will be gone but I will come visit." I add slowly, leaving the two with my girls' in my arms. "Bye, Kwatt, bye Awshy." They say. I feel my heart break down in pieces. I place them in the car seats. As I start the car, I make up my mind. Columbia, here we come. I basically already packed everything of the twins' and what's mine. So to, Columbia, from.. Los Angeles, California.

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