Madi POV:
I have never felt this much anger in my entire life. On top of that I was sad, upset, heartbroken all the above.
Lexi damn Williams has been beside me this entire time.
How did I not connect the names?
How did I not realize my best friend was here?
Why was I so stupid to trust her!?
I pulled out my phone and texted Liv.
Madi: Change of plans. Can you pick me up?
Liv: Yeah is everything ok?
Madi: No. I wanna partyLiv was here in five minutes. She was alone as she pulled up to the curb.
"Madi? What's wrong?" She asked as I sat in the passenger's seat.
"Everything was a lie." I whispered.
She did a U-turn and continued to drive. "What? What happened? Where's Lexa?"
"I don't want to talk about her." I used the mirror to wipe the mascara out from under my eyes.
"What did she do? Do you want me to have a few words with her? Lizzie can get violent if you need her to." Liv stopped at the red light.
"I just wanna have a drink. Or two." I told her.
I ended up drinking an entire bottle of vodka.
"Madi, it's time to go." Liv was holding my arms as she pulled me to the car.
"Who let her drink that much?" I heard Chase ask.
"I didn't think she'd actually drink the whole thing. She said she wanted a shot." Liv argued.
I felt myself moving and realized Liv was driving.
"Did you drink?" She asked Chase.
"No." He shook his head.
"We'll take her home." Liv said.
Then I was in my house.
"Okay, just go to bed. You'll have a really big headache in the morning and you might be sick considering this is, what, the second time you've drank?" Liv laid me on my couch.
I waited until I heard the door slam before sitting up. My eyes landed on the coffee table. My phone. My keys. And a picture.
The picture of Lexa and I.
Lexi.
I stood up, grabbed the photo and left my apartment.
Lexa POV:
I stared at that picture for hours.
I wanted to ask Madi if she made it home safe. I want to know she's okay.
My thoughts were interrupted as there was a knock at my door. My eyebrows furrowed. It's past two am. I stood up and walked to the door.
The first thing that caught my eye was a ball of yellow.
"Madi?" I questioned.
"Lexi! You left this at my house!" She held up the picture of us. Her words were slurred and she was wobbling on her feet.
"Are you...drunk?" I asked.
She pushed past me and stood in my living room.
"Did you walk here? And where did you get alcohol?" I moved forward to help stabilize her.
"I went to the party!" She shouted.
"Shh!" I shushed her.
"I feel...weird." She slurred, spinning around.

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Dealer's Girl
RomanceWhen Madison Jones was twelve years old, her best friend, Alexis Williams, ran away from the foster home they lived in. Six years later, Madi moves to Virginia to start a new life where she randomly meets a drug dealer named Alexa. Lexi, better know...