Chapter 3 - A Party?

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Madison's POV

I woke up, it was 9am, I decided to just stay at home and chill today.
I grabbed something to eat and laid down on my bed again.

Suddenly I got a notification from Leni, my best friend.

Bestie foreverr🤍🤞🏼

Leni: hey madi i need to show u smth can i come over?

Madison: yeah sure

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I heard knocks on the door and I opened it, Leni stood in front of me.
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Leni| "Hey Mads I missed you so muchh" Leni said,

Madison| "Me too!!!"
I hugged her,

Madison| "Come in, you wanted to show me something didn't you?"

Leni| "Yeah well, just don't be mad, or sad, ok?" She said as we sat on the couch,

Madison| "I guess? Is it that bad?"
She acted really weird.

Leni| "Ok so um.. Jackson texted me.."

Madison| "Oh" I tried to smile,

Leni| "Yeah.. he wrote that he loves me.." She looked at me slowly,

Madison| "Oh.."
I tried not to cry, my vision became blurry and I really tried to avoid eye contact.

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Jackson was my ex, we were dating for almost 2 years but then I found out that at least once a week he was going to the club and cheating on me with other girls. After I found out I was really broken, I thought we would be together for a long time but I guess I was wrong...
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Leni| "Madi are you good?"

Madison| "Yeah, yes I'm good. It's already behind me"

of course I lied, I still love him but I told my friends that I'm over him just because I don't want them to worry.

Leni| "Are you sure?"
She putted her hand on my shoulder,

Madison| "Yes don't worry"

I faked a smile, like I always do when it comes to him.

Leni| "Ok, then what should I answer?"

Madison| "I don't know, do you love him?"

Leni| "Um.. I- I do but-"

Madison| "It's ok, I told you I'm over it. I won't be mad or something if this is what you're afraid of"

of course, I lied, again.

Leni| "So should I write 'i love u too'?"
She started to type

Madison| "Yeah sounds good"
I held my tears back,

Leni| "Ok, I sent it. Anyways, I have to go, but thanks for helping me bae"
she hugged me,

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