SURVIVORS |J.FOLEY ¹

XIX. gone wrong

CHAPTER NINETEEN
GONE WRONG

Walking into that room, Madison felt scared, alone, numb. What if the truth came out about her party? She would never be able to live it down. She would never be able to live her life the same. Everything would be different.

Madison's father had managed to get the day, and night off work. The moment he found out about the questioning, he knew that he had to be there for his daughter. He knew how close Madison and Hannah were, which is what pained him so much when he couldn't spend any time with her.

Madison understood why her father had to work so much. She understood the pain that he went through, and why he thought that work would be the best for him. It was a distraction, a safe place. But, sometimes she wished that he didn't work so much. Because she needed him. She needed him more than she would ever admit. Because she never wanted to stop him from doing what he loved.

Whilst Madison was sitting down for her questioning, infront of a propped up camera, Zach stopped in the middle of the empty court. Zach let out a sigh and he pulled his phone out from his pocket. Zach ran his hand down his face, clicking onto Madison's text message.

Heading in now. Wish me luck.

Zach tightly closed his eyes before beginning to type back a message to Madison. Knowing that she would have her phone of by then, Zach sent the message and pushed his phone back into his pocket. He wished that he could reverse them. He wished that he could've protected Madison, Justin. He wished that everything could go back to normal. Back to when they were kids, fighting over toys.

"Miss Miller, it's important that you speak only to what you actually experienced." Madison was snapped out of her thoughts. Madison lifted her head, her eyes meeting with the Bakers attorney. "Okay?" Madison nodded her head. "So, you and Hannah were friends?" He questioned, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Yeah." Madison answered. Though, quickly she changed expressions. "Best friends." She corrected him with a forced smile upon her face. "I guess."

"You guess?" Dennis asked, curiously. Madison fidgeted with the ring on her finger, nervously.

"Well, I would say we are-" Madison was quick to cut herself off. Olivia Baker watched Madison from the side, a saddened expression stretching across her face. Hannah's one true friend. The friend that wouldn't done anything for her. She was glad Hannah had somebody like her in her life. "We were best friends. But Hannah never told me things..."

"Can you tell me why she didn't tell you... things?" The attorney pushed his questioning. Madison hummed, tilting her head to the side, slightly.

"I don't know." Madison shrugged her shoulders. She met his eyes, sadly. "I did everything I could for Hannah." She told him, blinking back any tears threatening to spill.
"I think that... Hannah didn't tell me, or anyone because she was scared."

"And why was she sacred?" He asked again. Madison met eyes with Clay's mother. She wondered if Clay had told her anything.

"Because..." Madison trailed off, her voice soft and quiet. "How do you tell somebody, anybody, even someone that you trust that you don't want to be alive anymore?" Madison explained. "It couldn't have been easy for her keeping that secret. But, Hannah was always the kind of person who doesn't like making her issue everybody else's issue."

"And I believe that you are close with Jessica Davis?" Dennis asked, his eyes meeting Madison's once again. Madison nodded her head in agreement. "Could you tell me why Hannah and Jessica didn't get along?"

"Well, they were friends..." Madison trailed off. She knew that Jessica had been in the room just before her as they'd been texting the previous night. They'd most likely asked her the same question. "And then, Jessica thought that Hannah had a thing with her boyfriend."