only yours darling

part 1# Her

~Madelyn~

I wake up and I'm fucking starving , I guess that's what happens when you get totally wasted the night before . I turn over in my bed and reach for my phone from my side table , ordering enough food to feed a country. Mainly because I don't cook and even if I did my house lacks all the possible ingredients for creating anything edible.

I then drag myself to the bathroom. I almost scare myself in the mirror due to the fact that I look like an absolute shitshow . Actually no , a shitshow looks way better. I attempt to make myself look decent , which is difficult because a hangover really isn't fun. I try to put myself together before my doorbell rings. I immediately sprint to the door , my hangover temporarily forgotten. I open the door much more aggressively than necessary , and realise I probably look like a starving rat to this delivery man.

"Delivery for Madelyn Hale?" He asks softly , looking at me slightly concerned and I grab my food smiling.

"That's me." I say softly , quickly paying him and muttering a tired "thank you" before closing the door.

Nothing is worth this hangover. Or at least that's what I like to believe until I remember the reason I was drinking in the first place. My mom?dead. Dad? The motherfucker who killed her when I was only 9 . Luckily for me he's been in prison for 16 years where I could keep my eyes on him . Unfortunately he was released two days ago , or more like he escaped and has gone completely underground, so who has been my saviour? Alcohol. Yep , pretty solid reason to drown in substances.

I pick my phone and call Gwen. Gwen's been working in my club for two years now and she's pretty much my best friend. Despite owning a few of the best nightclubs in LA at 25 , friends are pretty scarce for me. At least that's how I prefer to keep things.

"Hey are we still on for tonight" I ask as soon as she answers . No hello necessary because I'm on a mission. I can almost hear the smile in her voice as she responds.

"Getting totally hammered? Obviously" she says with a giggle and I smile.

"The best way to get over a hangover is to just drink more." I say enthusiastically and she laughs softly.

"That's the worst advice I've ever heard in my life." She says and I laugh slightly.

"It's definitely not advice." I say softly. "If that's what you wanted then I would be the worst person to ask."

"Very true." She says softly and I roll my eyes but can't help my slight smile.

"See you tonight?" I ask softly.

"See you then." She says softly and I smile before hanging up.

I walk over to my couch while simultaneously stuffing my face with food because I'm just that good at multitasking. I sink into my couch before switching the TV on. The TV immediately goes to a news channel where they are announcing the escape of my father dearest. Like I didn't already know about that. The police requested to put me into protective custody because they know as well as I do that that bastard is probably targeting me. I shot down their request though because I secretly prayed that he would try to confront me .

I may have been 9 before but I definitely wasn't now and I had plans for him that didn't include putting him back in jail. It included finishing him off for good.

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Heyy guyss yk when you're so delulu and your brain is so crazy that you literally have so many scenarios but no idea how to put them together? That's literally me rn .

Also I'm OBSESSED with this song Apocalypse by cigarettes after sex like it's my favourite song rn you HAVE to listen to it .

Anyways please trust the process with this book I PROMISEEE it's gonna get good . Love y'all
MWAH💋