Survive

Chapter Thirty Seven

Initial Notes:

> This is the last chapter of the first season! I ask that if you like it, vote on the chapter and share it, because it would help me a lot. :)

> I hope you like it. Good reading my loves!

> All honor and glory be to God. ♡

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Los Angeles, California, U.S.A.

October 31, 2022.

Madison Stone's Point Of View.

I enter my house and close the door, leaning on it and closing my eyes, trying to think of a way to calm my mind. It may sound like drama, but things are not easy and the fact that I can't do anything to reverse this is hurting a lot.

My father and mother are separated and she pretends to be okay with it when I know she is not. Anthony had an accident and was in serious condition, but even so, I tried to think positive and go on with my life doing my duties. I went to school to take a test with the intention of staying out of future trouble, but I ended up leaving there worse and with more problems than when I entered.

I called my boyfriend so that he could help me and who answered was the girl who is obsessed with him. Then, I went to the hospital to see my friend in the hope that they will tell me he has improved, but instead I see him having a cardiac arrest and hours later I receive the news that he has died.

And to finish me off, when I go back to the school to seek justice for what happened to me, the principal tries to discourage me because he wants to avoid scandals to keep the good reputation of the school and my boyfriend makes me break up with him, even though I love him, because I don't want to be with a person who doesn't trust me.

This is too much for me. I need some time to think and get my head on straight.

"Madison? What are you doing here? Is everything okay?" Angelina appears out of nowhere and I startle.

"Yes, everything is fine. I forgot an important book for one of today's classes and rushed to get it," I lie, pulling myself together and walking quickly toward the stairs.

"Oh, okay then. I will go to the market to buy some things Marilyn needs to make dinner later," I agree and walk up the stairs, hearing seconds later the front door being opened and then closed.

I go into my room and close the door. I throw my backpack on the bed and sit on it, running my hands over my face as I think about what I am going to do.

I really need to go somewhere where I can get some time alone to try to refresh my mind and get well.

An idea pops into my mind, so I get up and go to my closet. I grab a backpack that is a little bigger than the one I carry to school and start putting some clothes in it. I put in what is necessary and then go to the small safe that I have, taking all the money that is in it after opening it. I put the amount necessary to pay the fare in my pocket and the rest I put in a more hidden pocket inside my backpack, closing it immediately afterwards. I do everything quickly, because I want to leave before Angelina comes back or someone shows up.

I take a jacket and put it on, because I know the weather is going to get cold later. I put my backpack on my back, grab my cell phone, and leave the room, walking down the stairs and heading for the door to leave, but I remember something, so I turn around and make my way to Anthony's house.

I enter his house and see how everything is intact, clean and the way he liked it. The place still has his scent, which makes me run my hand over my face to wipe away the tears I feel falling against it.

How I miss my great friend.

"If you were here, Anthony.. I wouldn't be leaving."

I take the watering can and put enough water in it to water all his plants, then go over to them and water them, because I forgot to do that before I went to school.

I remember to do something before I leave, so I leave the watering can on the kitchen counter and go to his room. I open his desk drawer and take out a sheet of paper and a pen, starting to write a letter to my mother, because I think she deserves an explanation.

After writing what my heart deems necessary, I take the paper, get up and leave his house.

I quickly return to my house and go to my bedroom, where I leave the letter on the bed, as I think that is the place where it will be most visible for her to pick it up to read, and then leave my dormitory, going downstairs and finally leaving the house.

I walk to the bus stop closest to my house to wait for the bus that goes to the bus station, the same one that after a few minutes passes by and I get on it, sitting down on a bench by myself and putting my head against the window.

I wonder if it is really silly to do what I am doing, but it's just that this is the only way out I see at the moment. I need to have at least a short peace time to put things in order in my mind and I don't think I will be able to do that here.

After a while, the bus stops at the bus station, so I get off the bus and go straight to the line to buy the ticket for the next one.

My cell phone vibrates and I see from the home screen that Andrey has sent me a message, the same one that says: "Where are you? Let's talk."

I don't answer him, I just turn off my cell phone and put it away in my backpack, walking a little further forward as I see that the line has moved.

What would we have to talk about? No matter what I say, he won't believe me, because he would rather listen to Sarah, which is heartbreaking, because at least in my perception, I have never given him reason to distrust me.

The line goes fast and soon it is my turn to be served, so I choose the destination and the attendant agrees, going to check the price of the ticket.

"It's $48." I hand her the money and take the ticket right away, heading for the bus.

I place my right foot on the first step of the small staircase and get on the bus, making my way to the far end of the bus. I sit alone again and snuggle into the comfortable seat.

After a few minutes, all passengers get in and settle down in their respective seats. The driver also gets in and after a short while the bus leaves the parking lot.

"May when I get back, for I know I will have to do this, may I be at least a little better off than I am right now," I think to myself as I watch the scenery pass by my eyes.

END OF THE FIRST SEASON.