Madison, resting her head on your lap, is relaxing on the living room couch. Your eyes travel from her face, down her back, all the way down her spine, eventually falling on her butt. Without thinking, your hand travels its way toward it and gives it a nice squeeze. "Knock it off, Y/n."
You give it another squeeze eliciting another response from Madison. "I said stop it, knock it off."
"Why are you being a prude all of a sudden?"
Madison snaps. "Who the fuck, do you think you're calling a prude?" Madison pushes you away and loudly storms off to the door. Like she's trying to leave visible footprints on your floor, each step she takes is followed by a big thud. "I thought you were different, Y/n. I really did." Madison shuts the door with a bang and disappears off into the night.
Your heart drops, and your heartbeat immediately starts to rise as your body goes into fight or flight mode. You grab your keys and race after her.
You find her sitting on a curb of a sidewalk, her eyes red, tears still drying on her face. Madison sees you approaching and wipes the tears from her face the best she can. You sit down right next to her, and you hold her as she leans on your shoulder. Surrounded by silence and the night sky, you and Madison sit there, quiet, working up the courage to say something.
Finally, after minutes of silence, she looks at you with red puffy eyes and asks, "What am I doing?"
"What do you mean?"
"I don't even know."
"I told you that I was never going to force you to do something you didn't want to do. It's my fault for calling you a prude. That was such a dick move."
"I felt like you might push me away if I didn't act a certain way. And that's probably why I gave you head this morning. It's just, I didn't want to be your whore. Or your slut. I wanted you to view me as something more than just that."
"I'm sorry, I didn't know."
"And when you called me a prude, I felt that meant you only saw me for my body. It was just—it really hurt to hear that coming from you."
"Yeah, I was a dick, wasn't I?"
"Look, I don't think I'd mind being your horny little slut, but I also want to be your girl. I want you to catch feelings for me as well, not just my body. I'm done being with people that use me for my body and dump me when the novelty wears off."
"Okay, I'm going to be honest with you. I think I caught feelings for you too. Everything is brand new and fun, and I don't know where we're going, but I wanna find out."
"You do?"
"Yeah. I really do." Madison starts to tear up again. "You're about to cry again. Did I say something wrong?"
"No—no, these are happy tears."
You let out a sigh of relief. "You in the mood to go back home?"
Madison only nods, but that was the only confirmation you need as you walk back home with Madison holding on to your arm.
AUTHOR NOTE:
I'm sorry that it's a short chapter, but I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless. I'm also sorry it took a long time for the update. This was an emotionally charged chapter, and I wanted to get it right. And I got super, super busy on top of getting my second vaccine recently, which basically rendered me useless. I felt like crap for a week. TBH not sure when I'll release the next chapter. Hopefully next weekend.
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