#They both get extremely territorial of their bikes and bitch to one another over who’s bike is better

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....Darn it, now I need Knuckles and Shadow to have a rivalry when it comes to bikes XD

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Childhood Memories pt.2/?

A/N: I’m sorry this took so long. I didn’t really edit, so I sincerely apologize for any errors Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist 

part 1

I woke up with my whole body hurting. I didn’t really remember anything that happened the other night. I don’t even know where I am, at the moment. I try to push myself up slightly, but I could only get to lay on my elbows. Once I was up I could see that I was in my room at the House of the Dead. I looked around for my phone, but I assume Malachi had either destroyed it or taken it. Either way, I knew I wasn’t going to be able to get it back for a while. 

I heard footsteps coming down the hallway, near my room. Then, Malachi opened my door.

“Oh, good you’re awake. Mackenzie, I’m so sorry for what I did. I shouldn’t have been that high in the first place and even though I was I shouldn’t have hurt you.” Although I could tell he meant it, I didn’t want to accept his apology. 

“Malachi, I honestly can't accept your apology. Can I have my phone back?” I just wanted to make sure Sam was okay.

“If you plan on texting Serpent Boy, think again, sis,” he handed me my phone,” If I see that you texted him, you’ll regret it. Also, we have a meeting tonight at 5, be there.”

“Thanks, Mal.”

I missed at least 30 texts from every one of the Serpents. All extremely concerned for my well being. I was only out last night and this morning, so it wasn’t like I had gone into a coma or anything like that. But it was still bad, I was extremely sore and everything. I didn’t want to text them all back though. There were too many messages, so I thought I might go to Sunnyside Trailer Park. I knew it was dangerous and I might regret it, but they need to know that I’m ok. 

I snuck out of the back window and walked through the backroads, so that way no one would notice. As long as I was back by 5-ish, I would be okay. I finally got close to Sunnyside Trailer Park when I saw the three bikes, I had grown so familiar with. I made it to where all the motorcycles were and realized that they were all at Fangs’ house. I struggled to walk up the stairs, but once I got up there I knocked, behind the door I could hear shuffling. 

“Just a minute,” Fangs said, unlocking the door, “Mackenzie, what are you doing here?”

“I needed to make sure you all heard from me that I was ok. I’ll go now, I don’t want to be a bother. “ 

“No, Mackenzie, you’re not a bother,” I hissed in pain as Fangs grabbed my arm, ”Sorry, but come in.”

I rolled up my sleeve to see some bruises that I hadn’t noticed earlier. I walked into the trailer and noticed that Sam wasn’t there. Toni and Fangs both gave me hugs, but they also were extremely cautious knowing what had happened yesterday. I noticed the cuts and bruises from yesterday on Fangs and Toni. 

“Guys, I’m so sorry that you guys got caught up in the fight. You didn’t ha-”

As one of the doors of the trailer opened behind me, I heard Sam, “Mackenzie, don’t apologize for that.

“But I, I have to-”

I was interrupted by Sam engulfing me in a hug. We had obviously hugged before, but this time it was different. I don’t know why maybe it was because he made me feel safe.

“Ok, break it up you two. What do you have to do?” Toni interrupted. 

“I just needed to apologize for everything that happened. And before you tell me to stop I’m going to proceed. I can’t have you getting hurt because I’m friends with you.”

Fangs, Toni, and Sam all exchanged confused looks. 

“Mack, what are you saying? You can’t be meaning what we think you do,” Fangs said. 

“No, no, no, Mack, we will be okay,” Toni said. At this point, I was holding back tears. I knew I had to cut ties with anyone who had or could be hurt all because they were friends with me. 

“I’m-I’m sorry. But I- I can’t, I can’t have you guys get hurt,” the tears were coming and they weren’t stopping at this point.  “I’m sorry, I have t-to go.” I started running out the door and was on my way back to the House of the Dead. I wasn’t expecting Sam to be behind me.

“Mack, you can’t just leave us behind. You can’t leave me behind,” he was exhausted from running, so everything he was saying was extremely breathy. “Mackenzie, please.” He caught up to me. I couldn’t face him, I just couldn’t. I couldn’t hurt him. 

“Sam, please, just let me go,” I sighed, “ It will hurt us both less if you just let me go.”

“You know that isn’t true. I lost you before. I can’t lose you again. Please, we can figure this out.”

“There’s nothing to figure out, Sam. I’m a ghoulie, you’re a serpent. We live in completely different worlds. I’m supposed to be a part of the ghoulies, and with that comes a lot of baggage. I can’t have you be my weak spot. If I show I care about you, that’s a weakness.” 

“Mack, please. Don’t leave.”

“Why? I can’t have you get hurt. I know about the fact…. Nevermind. I just can’t. Ok. Please accept my answer because there isn’t another one.”

“Wait, what fact do you know?” 

“It doesn’t matter.”

“Mackenzie, what do you know?”

I stopped walking. Sam walked right up to me. I couldn’t look him in the eye though. 

“Mackenzie, look at me,” he pushed up my chin and forced me to look at me, “ please.”

The tears started coming, again. “Sam, I-I know how you feel about me. I overheard you the night I stayed over, when you were,” I laughed to myself, “talking to yourself in the mirror.”

“So, that’s the reason you’re dropping all of us?”

“No, no, no. It’s not, It’s just that since I feel the same, it could easily be used against me.” I started walking again. 

“Wait, what did you just say?” I could hear the smirk in his voice, which made me want to punch him. 

“You-” I was interrupted by the feeling of lips on mine. The kissed was somewhat rushed and messy, but the feelings behind it were very strong. I had been kissed before, but this felt so different from the other ones. This one actually meant something. 

“Hmm. What were you saying?”

“You heard me,” I said extremely annoyed. 

I looked down when I flashed back to reality. I would have to leave him soon. I wasn’t sure how I was going to do that now.

“ Sam, you know this doesn’t change the fact of me cutting you off. I can’t get you hurt because of me.”

“Mack, I will be fine. With or without you. Hopefully not the latter. But even if I get hurt over the simple fact that our worlds are opposite, I’ll be ok.”

“We don’t know that Sam, we don’t. I can’t have Malachi going after you, I just can’t okay.”

“Mack, I’ve waited since we were 13 to tell you and then, we lost touch because of me. I can’t go through that again, please. “

“I want this as much as you do, but we can’t. It’s too risky, for both of us.” 

We were both quiet for a few minutes. Obviously still stunned by the events that had occurred a few moments prior. 

“I have to head home, but I’ll text you. Okay”

“Okay,” he said, with a look of defeat on his face. 

I got home about 30 minutes before the meeting with whoever. I wasn’t trying to get caught texting Sam, so I had to change his name on my phone. I didn’t want this whole situation to escalate any more than it had to. 

“Hey Mackenzie, we need to talk.” I heard the very familiar voice of my brother say. 

“About?”

“I wanted to apologize to you. I haven’t been a good brother and uh, I’ve been using the drugs and hurting you to try and get my emotions out, which I definitely shouldn’t do. I really want you to help me run this, I know how you feel about the drugs, so I’m trying to stop. Please forgive me.”

This apology actually seemed genuine and I could tell he was actually making an effort. 

“I can definitely try, Mal.”

That was the first genuine conversation Malachi and I had had since dad died. It felt great, but I didn’t think it would last. Mal held his hand out and I wasn’t sure what he wanted me to do, then I remembered the handshake we had when we were younger. Everything felt like it might actually start going well again. The meeting with the serpents started in about 15 minutes and I was actually going to help Malachi make this deal. 

Malachi gave me the run through on what was happening. Apparently, Jughead Jones was trying to make a deal with us to stop dealing as much while still keeping the peace between Ghoulies and Serpents. I knew Malachi wouldn’t stop until necessary, this was how we made money. But Jughead had come in earlier to talk when he found out was one of his fellow Serpents were working with us. So now we are here, Jughead Jones and a redhead wearing a Riverdale High Varsity Jacket. 

“So unless your highness wants to put some of daddy’s territory out on the table, I got no reason to-” Malachi was going all in and was ready to bet the most on this drag race. But he wasn’t going to until they offered some of their territories. His sentence was interrupted by Vern storming in, followed by two girls who the boys inside obviously recognized. 

“They were following me, tried to get into the garage.”

I started to laugh, they honestly thought that they wouldn’t get caught trying to come into the house of the dead. 

“So these are your bitches?” Malachi said pointing to the girls, whose names I learned were Betty and Veronica. 

“Mal now is not the time for that.” He needed to calm down and I knew he was about to get 10x worse. 

“And she’s yours?” Archie, I guess his name was, said. 

“ I beg your misogynistic pardon?” Veronica and I said almost in unison. 

I started dying laughing and no one but Malachi, who was also laughing, knew why. The other teens in the room had a look of confusion on their face. “No, I’m his sister.” They all looked shocked and then realized how much we looked alike. 

They finally arranged for a drag race to happen the next morning and the territories the winner would get. If we won it would be amazing for us or at least Mal, but it would be absolutely awful for the Serpents. 

Between the time of the deal and the race, Mal and I seemed to have gotten closer. We bonded over working on the car. It was as if things never changed. I wasn’t sure how long this feeling would last, but I would make sure to live it to the fullest. 

The street race was divided, Ghoulies, Serpents, and the Northsiders that you would assume were friends with Jughead. I had no idea what the outcome of the race would be, but I didn’t really care. 

“Earth to Mack,” Malachi said, obviously seeing the exchange of glances between Sam and me in front of him. 

“Hmm?” you replied. “Who’s driving with you, Mal?” 

You were hoping that he would choose you, but in a way, you were hoping you wouldn’t so that you could talk to Sam. 

“I would choose you, but I can’t have you getting hurt. You know if this goes wrong, Mack-”

“It won’t,” I said it so confidently that Mal had no reason to argue. I couldn’t lose him after things had just started to get fixed between us. I can’t lose him again, figuratively or literally.

“Ok, Mack. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

The race was about to start, I had this weird feeling in my stomach, but I ignored it because it could be just nerves. As the race finally started, I gained enough courage to go over and see Sam. 

He noticed me coming and excused himself from the conversation. I couldn’t help but smile at his kind gesture. 

“What are you doing? The other Ghoulies could see.” Sam said, his voice laced with panic. 

“It’s fine, Sam. Don’t worry that pretty little head of yours,” I stood on my tiptoes and booped his nose. 

“ Come on, let's get out of here. The race will be over so-” 

“EVERYONE SCATTER!”

Ricky’s voice continued, but you weren’t really listening. You didn’t notice, but everyone around you was yelling and Sam was doing all he could to get you to move.\

“Mack, come on, we need to go now.” 

Everything that happened after felt like a blur. I didn’t know what I was going to do without Malachi here every day. I couldn’t cope without him. I had no family, no stable home, and not many friends. I ended up at Sam’s trailer, he carried me to bed, so that way I could try to calm down as things were figuring themselves out. Sam laid me down and brought out some of his clothes in case I wanted to change. As he started to walk out of his room, I felt an ache in my chest.

“Can you stay here with me?” I said it so quietly, there was a possibility of him not hearing me. But he stopped, clearly weighing his options. As he climbed into his bed, the smell of him surrounded me, and I felt safer. 

I had fallen asleep and I don’t know how long I was out, but I woke up to my phone ringing. I quietly got up, trying not to wake Sam. 

“Hello?”

“Mack, are you ok?”

I finally let out a breath, I didn’t know I was holding in. 

“Mal? What- I- Are you ok?”

“Yes, I’m in only for a few months.”

“Only a few months? Malachi, I can’t be on my own.”

“And you aren’t. You have the Ghoul-”

“No, I mean I can’t be without you. I have no one else. We finally fixed things and now what? You’re going to be gone for three months,” tears were threatening to fall. 

“Mack, you are going to be ok. I’m leaving you in charge while I’m gone. I already let the others know that you’d take over if anything happened to me.”

“You can’t possibly expect me to do that.”

“I believe in you and trust you. Don’t make any bad deals and if I find out about anything involving the serpents, you’ll regret it.”

“Malachi, I ca-” the call ended. 

“Who was that?” Sam’s voice being a breath of fresh air at this moment. 

“Oh, uh, it was nobody.”

He gave me a look saying he knew I was lying. “Mack, who was it.”

“It was Malachi.”

“What did he want?”

Come up with a good lie. You can’t tell him. 

“Just, uh... Ghoulie stuff.”

He glared at me. I couldn’t tell him that I, Mackenzie Martinez, was the new leader of the Ghoulies and I could no longer be friends with him or any other Serpent. I couldn’t, he just got me back. I felt awful telling him that it was Ghoulie stuff, but now wasn’t the time to tell him. 

SAM’S POV

Ever since Mackenzie had gotten back from talking to Malachi, she seemed off. Something obviously happened during that phone call and she was hiding it. I always knew Mackenzie was a terrible liar, so it was easily known that she was trying to piece together a cover-up for what was discussed on the phone. 

She seemed fairly uneasy and extremely fidgety. She was obviously hiding something, but I didn’t want to press on the issue, especially considering the events that have occurred today. I decided to invite Toni and Fangs over for a movie night, in hopes of cheering her up.  

Everything had been going fine until Mackenzie got another phone call. Toni, Fangs, and I were in the small kitchen in my trailer as we all heard Mackenzie obviously yelling at whoever called her. We didn’t want to say anything when she came back in fear of setting her off again. She started to look around for her stuff, obviously trying to leave. 

“Mack,” I said, walking towards her. She didn’t respond, she just continued getting the stuff she had all together. I called her name a few more times, but she never responded. She was rushing over to the door when I stopped her. She tried pushing me away to get through, it wasn’t until I grabbed onto her wrists that she finally stopped. 

“Mackenzie, where are you going? You can stay here, I already said you could.”

“No, I-, I need to go,” she sniffled, “Yeah, I need to go.” She tried to push past me again, but I stopped her. I hadn’t noticed she had been crying until her eyes finally met mine. As she did, she finally broke down. I pulled her into my arms and just held her. Toni brought over a glass of water and then, Toni and Fangs excused themselves. She continued sobbing for a while, it wasn’t for a while that I heard her breath start to steady itself. 

“Sam, I- There’s something I need to talk to you about.”

“Me too, Mack. If this is about us, I don’t care about the divide between gangs, we can figure it out. And with your brother in jail, you can maybe leave the Ghoulies.”

“You know I can’t do that,” she said sternly, “Uh, but it’s not about that. I’m sure we could work it out, but I know for sure it won’t work out now.”

“Mack, you can’t assume that it won’t work, we have to try.”

“I can’t.”

“What do you mean you can’t?” I had unintentionally started yelling. She visibly flinched from beside me. 

“I- I’m the new temporary leader of the Ghoulies.”

MACKENZIE’S POV

Sam visibly tensed. I got back up, assuming he’d make me leave. 

“You know you can stay, I don’t care about that. I love you for you.”

“You love me?” my voice raised an octave and I hadn’t intended it to. 

“Yeah. So what do you say? Officially be my girl?”

“Of course.”

We sat there in comfortable silence for a few moments. Neither of us wanted to leave, even though we knew I would have to soon. This moment would have been so much easier if we didn’t have to deal with the stress of the gangs, but they were our family and we wouldn’t want it any other way.

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