3.3 Unperfect Ending

The girls walked up to the winery in awe of the beauty of it. It’s perfect, MaKenzie thought observing how the building was lit inside and out. Inside the party was in full swing. As the girls approached the door, a soft murmur of noise cascaded into the night air. At the door, MaKenzie stopped, her feet frozen to the ground. This was not her scene. MaKenzie belonged in the art gallery, not here. Not at a social with many strangers. MaKenzie could feel her heart beat quickening. “Kenzie?” Heidi called from behind, “just walk in.” MaKenzie put her hand on the door knob and pushed open the door.

“MaKenzie!” a voice rang from the crowd, “I was wondering when you’d show!” Gerard leaned in to greet MaKenzie with a kiss on each cheek. “And this must be your cousin you were telling me about!” He said, greeting Heidi with the same gesture. “Let me get us drinks,” he said disappearing off into the crowd.

Heidi grabbed MaKenzie, “I’m going to go get me one of those!” she whispered before also disappearing into the crowd.

MaKenzie stood there alone and nervous. But before she could focus on her own anxiousness, Gerard returned. “You look nervous, want to go somewhere quiet?” MaKenzie, too scared to talk, nodded her head. Gerard led her up a flight a stairs she had not noticed at first. She followed him without question into an almost empty room with a fire place.

Alone in the room, Gerard stepped close to her and put his hands on her face. He leaned in and for the first time that night his lips met hers. MaKenzie felt her heart racing in her chest and reached up to tangle her fingers in his hair. He kissed her passionately, pushing her up against the bed post.

MaKenzie. No. leave, her mind screamed but MaKenzie wasn’t sure why. She had never questioned her judgment before. But then again, she’d never wanted someone so bad as she did now.

Suddenly the mute music from downstairs became strikingly clear. Gerard retreated quickly, dropping his hands down to her waist. MaKenzie left out a soft whine before turning and looking over her shoulder.

Heidi stood in the door way, her tank stretched out and her cover up missing, tears streaming down her face. “I want to leave MaKenzie. Take me home.”

MaKenzie looked from Gerard to Heidi, family first, she thought. “I have to go,” she sighed, pulling away from Gerard.

“What happened?” MaKenzie said as the girls approached Heidi's untidy room. Heidi's entered her room, “I really don’t want to talk about it,” She said shutting the door in MaKenzie’s face.