Home Sweet Home || Mackenzie

Sophie shook her head. “She started out as a social drinker but our circle does a lot of drinking. I can’t be sure but I think she got into some sort of argument with her parents or siblings. Just a feeling I have. She tends to cover that sort of thing well though,” she replied in a whisper.

Sophie shrugged. “She’s a bit of a lightweight so it always took a lot more for me to get like that. Usually I’d be gone taking care of her long before then. But I also pretended I was drinking some nights where they went heavier so I could keep a level head.” she said. “I was more into drugs, and not for the sake of getting high.”

As they made it to Katherine’s house Cat pulled out a key from her purse and unlocked the door. Sophie frowned. Someone else should have been in the house, but they weren’t. She filed that away to ask about later. “We are going to turn in early. Are you ok to take care of yourself, Kitten?” Sophie asked.

Cat nodded and Sophie led Mack to a guest room that was practically Sophie’s. She’d even gotten to decorate it. Back then she’d been far too into pink, but at least it wasn’t bright pink. Soft rose coloured decor was accented with the occasional grey and light shades of wood. Surprisingly, the room wasn’t perfectly clean. There was still a bit of clutter strewn about. At home she’d always had to keep things in order, but here she could be a bit looser. She picked up a bible off the bed and tucked it into the nightstand before plopping down on it.

“Just the shoulder,” she muttered, pulling her right sleeve down over her shoulder so Mack could see before grabbing the remote and turning on the TV. “The scrape on the back is from a wall.” she added. She had cleaned it before changing, and it was far from the worst scrape she’d gotten. All in all she had gotten off easy.

Sophie put down the remote and wrapped an arm around Mack’s back, pulling her closer. “I know,” she whispered. “But for now can we not worry about that?”

Sophie grinned as Mack moved the ring back to its proper place. “Care to help me get out of this dress so I can change into something more comfortable?” she asked in a low voice, running a hand up Mackenzie’s side.

Electric tingles shot though Sophie as she felt Mackenzie’s hand on her bare side. “Well, then it’s a good thing you don’t have to anymore,” she breathed.

Sophie wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but when the ring of the doorbell echoed through the house she pulled away from Mackenzie. “I should go see who it is, Kitten isn’t exactly in a sound headspace right now.” she said, regretting that she’d have to leave Mack’s side.