“W-what’s the point of hitting it then?” She asked, only partially joking. What was she supposed to do with her anger if she didn’t take it out on an inanimate object? She would probably explode if she had to hold it all in without hitting things. It was just the way the blonde worked, she got mad, she hit things, she moved on with her life. Destruction had always been something that had come hand in hand with her emotions, she didn’t really know what to do with them otherwise.

Mackenzie felt like a scared little kid as Tatum hugged her back, she tried to bury her face deeper into the girl’s hair, wishing to just disappear. She felt like she was going to cry all over again, something that she had thought wouldn’t happen after her fight against the vending machine. It was just killing her all over again, having to admit that she was kind of scared of her mother. She always had been, always looking for her mothers approval but never getting it. She had stopped trying to impress Kate as she got older, instead rebelling against her but the feeling was still there. Kate have never told her she was happy with anything that she had done, and her mother hitting her had just made things worse. Kate had never hit her this hard before.

“You promise?” she asked quietly, a small sob bubbling out of her. She really hoped that Hunter wouldn’t open the door right then, she couldn’t deal with being this emotionally vulnerable in front of her friend. Tatum’s lips felt cool against her heated cheek, and she felt what little restraint she had break down as another quiet sob fell out of her mouth. She needed to know that Tatum wouldn’t let Kate hit her again, she needed to know that the redhead would protect her, she couldn’t protect herself right now, things were too much. “Please don’t let her hit me again,” she whispered, almost too quietly for anyone to hear. Her hands tightened on the girl’s shirt again and she sniffed loudly, trying to stop her tears. “I…c-can’t…not again.”

She just wanted to leave, to go back to their little club house in the parking lot and be held by her best friend. She wasn’t cut out for this family thing, especially when her family was so messed up. She wanted to scream at her father for making things this way, at Kate for being an incapable mother, at Hunter for not stopping the woman before she hit her. Hunter knew what it was like, Mackenzie had seen her and her mother go at it before. She had seen the bruises on the taller girl’s cheek, they talked about it sometimes but it had never gone too deep. They just couldn’t admit to each other how much it really hurt them. She couldn’t count on Hunter right now though, things weren’t solid between the two of them, and that only made the shorter blonde feel worse. She needed her bro right now too, Hunter understood how she reacted to things like this. She would probably fight with her a little, punch her around a few times and then everything would be okay again. But Hunter wasn’t on her side right now, and Mackenzie would just have to deal with it the best she could.