Flor

Madeline

FLOR
I'm at a party. I don't usually hangout with people. There's no point to me. But Rosie made me venture out. There's a red solo cup with juice in it in my hand because I don't do alcohol. Shit makes you feel gross after.

Me and Rosie are alone while Alex and Christian are doing whatever they usually do with their lives. It's been 7 months since they started dating. He makes her happy. She makes him happy. He seems to walk around as if a weight got lifted off his shoulder.

I scan the room uninterested. I don't know what else to do.
I see a flash of someone I recognize. My immediate reaction is disgust. It's Madeline. Rosie looks over to where my gaze is and she gives a dirty look towards the area. I feel a toxic venom fill my body. That fucking disgusting bitch.

She's near the hallway of the house we're in. She's scrolling mindlessly through her phone with a prissy annoyed look on her face. I fucking hate that bitch. She fucking kissed my Alex after he tried getting away from her.
"Nasty bitch." Rosie mutters. Her eyes furrowed and giving Madeline a disgusted look.

Before I can even register what I'm thinking my body starts moving. I feel myself get angrier. I mingle through the bodies of people before nearing the hallway.
"Flor!" I hear Rosie call back from the crowd. My brain is only focused on one thing. I walk up to Madeline. There's an empty room right next to where she is standing. I don't even fucking know what I'm going to do.

Her eyes dart up to me and she pouts her lips. "Oh Hi. Where's your prettyboy?" she tilts her head to the side mockingly. That's all she has to do before my senses cut out and I throw my fist against her mouth. Her face scrunches in shock as she slumps back into the empty dark room behind her. I drop down over her body and hit her again.

She slaps her hands at my body. "You fucking bitch get off of me." she screeches. Rosie flings into the room and exclaims. "Flor. Oh my God." Her hands firmly grasp me and she pulls me up and off of Madeline.

"Touch him again bitch I fucking dare you." Her face is illuminated by the lights flashing from the rest of the house. There's blood smeared down her face and her eyes are teary. She's dramatically whimpering. "Whatever you fucking bitch. He probably thinks of me when he fucks you."

"He doesn't even remember your nasty ass." Rosie taunts while giggling behind me. Madeline's eyes turn into anger as she looks at Rosie. She drags her body up from the ground and throws herself at Rosie. "What did you say bitch." Madeline throws an open fist at her slapping Rosie's shoulder. What the fuck is she doing. It doesn't matter that that hit was weak as fuck and probably didn't even affect Rosie, that's all she has to do for me to be on her again.

I fling myself in between their bodies and push Madeline back. I feel all my force push on her. She mutters curses at me and I have her against the wall. I fling my fist on her again. She swings back her fist hitting me in the chest. I barely fucking feel it but the fact she's hitting me causes my adrenaline to pump into my body and I feel myself black out. My body still throwing punches.

ALEX
Me and Christian were handling business. Both Flor and Rosie went to a houseparty nearby.

"There's probably hella guys trying to dance all on Flor right now." Christian mutters at me from the passenger seat. He's trying to taunt me to get me to take us there.

"What about Rosie?" I grumble. Christian's head snaps up and his jaw clenches.

"Then we're definitely fucking going." he mutters.
I smirk. I drive towards the address I had Flor give me so I could know where she was at. I'm not controlling but I definitely need to know where the fuck she's at in case something happens to her.

We pull into the house and I hear loud ass music in the house. There's people outside doing what drunk people do and fucking yelling. We get out the car and a few girls start staring at while giggling and whispering into eachother's ears.