Everything seemed to be happening at once, between everything Mack was ranting about and the hushed giggles as people looked over at them. The lanky blonde was quite a sight, unsteadily wobbling in front of them, making the redhead flinch every time she said something particularly harsh. "H-He's not an asshole," she argued back weakly, squeezing Sam's hand back and immediately feeling horrible.

Not only had she pushed Mack this far, but she was letting Sam get grabbed in. When Mack's hand grabbed her shoulder, she immediately began to try to duck away from it. She didn't even have an argument back; intentional or not, she had strung Mackenzie along a little, for her own selfish experimentation, and now here they were. She backed up a bit, and almost backed right into Rath as he arrived on the scene.

She felt a little better, particularly with both boys now in front of her, but she could still see Mack from behind them, over their shoulders. She still looked drunk, and still heart-broken. "I-I need air," the redhead finally blurted out, letting go of her grip in Sam's shirt and ducking around him, moving to shove past Mack and leave the hall. She felt like she was on the verge of either a full blown panic attack, or a full blown break down. Her eyes were still swelled up with tears, only a few daring to fall down her cheeks, leaving little mascara trails in their wake.

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Sam made sure to keep his free hand neutral as Mack stumbled closer. "I'm not going to fight you Mack," he said easily, trying to keep himself between the two girls. He didn't know the whole story but he knew that neither one of them needed this anymore.

He nodded to Rath when he asked if he could take care of Tatum. That part was easy enough. It was getting away from the blonde that would be tricky but Tatum made the move. He tracked her through the crowd, only over allowing himself to be one step behind her. "Tate," he said. "Just breathe."

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Rath's sudden appearance threw the blonde off, and she was left for a few moments standing there staring at the trio that stood in front of her. It wasn't until Rath suggested that she head back to her room and sober up that she stumbled back into action that she remembered what exactly was happening. Suddenly everything seemed to happen at once, both boys still stood in front of her but Tatum had made a move from behind Sam. Mackenzie barely caught her arm as she moved into the crowd of people that had gathered to watch.

"Wait!" She said frantically, suddenly sounding a lot more sober than she had the entire evening. The tall girl was still having trouble standing but she locked eyes with the redhead and held onto her hand securely. "T...look, I'm sorry, okay? I only said those things because I'm angry, and I'm only angry because I'm scared of all of these feelings I have for you. I love you. Don't go."

She kept a loose grip on Tatum's hand that the smaller girl could pull out of if she really tried. She felt desperate to get her point across before Sam took Tatum away from the hall. Somewhere in her blurred mind, she knew that it was now or never. Whipping her head around, she searched for Rath, the only person she felt like the little redhead would listen to.

"Tell her!" She demanded, looking at him with desperation. "Tell your sister I love her Rath, you know it's true! Tell her!"

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