3.The Morning After

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You woke up from a troubled sleep with the sun creeping through the window, it was 8am and your arms remained wrapped around Madison, she lay resting and cuddled into your chest,  a slight satisfied smile plastered on her sleeping face. You pried yourself away from her, careful not to wake her, and went down to the kitchen, where you see two girls watching the news.

Queenie: And who the hell are you?

Nan: Another of Madison's conquests I bet

Y/N: No actually, I'm... Cordelia's son, name's Y/N

Queenie: Oh shit, Cordelia ain't mentioned that before

Y/N: Yeah that doesn't surprise me, things are kinda rocky right now

Nan: I'm Nan, if you really aren't Madison's newest dog then remember my bed's always open

Queenie: Leave the guy alone Nan

She looks to you.

Queenie: I'm Queenie. Human voodoo doll, if you're Cordelia's son surely you've got some pow-

Y/N: Adopted son. No magic blood in these veins

Queenie: Damn, bad luck

The news suddenly caught your attention, they were talking about the crash.

Reporter: The Louisiana campus is still in shock over the tragic bus crash last night. Nine members of the fraternity Kappa Lambda Gamma were on board, seven of the boys died on the scene. Two were rushed to Troost Medical Centre where they remain in critical condition, Officials will not confirm the identities of the deceased

As the report began Zoe walked in tentatively, worried by the report, and before it could continue Madison strolled past the television, turning it off, a look of frustration etched on her face. 

Nan: Hey, I was watching that!

Madison: Why? It's yesterday's news

She looked to you with a condescending smirk.

Madison: Oh you're still here

You furrowed your eyebrows, baffled by her aggressive sarcasm.

Y/N: That a problem?

Madison: Just thought you'd have slithered back down whatever hole you came from

Y/N: No see maybe you don't remember but I stayed the night with you. Thought we had a pretty good time...

Madison: Oh yeah Y/N my night was fucking fantastic

Zoe approaches you both.

Zoe: Madison we have to tell someone what happened, the one I met, Kyle, he was Y/N's friend, he tried to stop it. Ok, and he was on the bus.

Fiona: What are we talking about? The college bo- 

She stops in her tracks as she sees you.

Fiona: Y/N?

You looked up sombrely, you knew how shocked she'd be to see you.

Fiona: My god what are you doing here? It's been years!

She rushed up to you and planted a massive kiss on your cheek, enveloping you in a hug. You're relationship with Fiona had always been contentious but you'd always loved one another.

Y/N: Hi, Grandma

Madison: Hold the fucking phone, who are you?

Your grandmother separated from you and looked to the girl with suppressed annoyance within. 

Fiona: Madison, correct? A bus flip. That's not easy. But you were a sloppy little witch bitch

Madison: Go to hell, you stupid hag

Suddenly Madison flew into the wall at terminal velocity, you sprinted over to the girl and helped her to her feet.

Y/N: You ok?

She pushed you away and stepped away with a scowl.

Madison: I'm fine

Fiona: For God's sake Y/N this bitch is your newest charity case?! After all this time you're still an idiot

Y/N: Oh yeah thanks

Fiona: Now I've read all your files. And you're never gonna become great women of our clan sitting around here at Hogwarts under the confused instruction of my daughter. We're going on a field trip. You can come along Y/N. Jesus. Go change your clothes. Wear something... black

An awkward silence filled the room as your grandmother left the room, she always knew how to make an exit.

Madison: Fucking bitch...

Y/N: Do you wanna shut up for a fucking second?

Madison looked at you, shocked at your quick outburst, before strutting out and up the stairs. You followed her trying to catch up.

Y/N: Madison I'm sorry wait-

She slammed her door in your face, she can treat you like shit but a single word out of place to her and she hates you, classic movie star...

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