somethings off in boston

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MADI POV
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*in boston*

We had just landed in boston and were on our way to our house.

I didn't want to go back to the house. I didn't know what to do. This trip, we were taking anything we wanted back to la as we now lived there, I guess.

We were sitting in the back of the taxi. Chris was in the front next to the taxi driver, and I was in the middle of Matt and Nick.

We were talking about what we wanted from the house, but I wasn't really paying attention.

We were in Boston for the funeral after this day it was really done. Of course, we wouldn't forget about our parents, but it just confirmed that they are actually dead.

We had decided to cremat them and take them to la with us.

We would obviously come back to Boston to see our friends, so we decided to keep our house

"Madi," Nick said

"Yh," I replied

"What's wrong?" Matt said in a worrying voice

"Nothing, I'm good," I replied

I know that they could tell that I wasn't ok, but I didn't know how I felt.

"Madi, something is wrong. What is it?"Matt said, causing chris to look back at us

I sat there looking at them, not saying anything.

My arms were stinging, I felt sick, I was hungry and I didn't know what to do

"Madison," chris said, concerned

"I'm fine," I said, trying to convince them

"No, you're not," Nick added

"I don't wana talk about it right now," I said

"Ok, but you will be when we get to the house," Matt said

I know they were worried about me. To be honest, I was worried about me too.

I know that I have my brothers, but I just feel alone.

My parents are dead, I have 2 friends and I have my 3 brothers.

*at home*

I got out of the car and hoped that they had forgotten.

I went to walk upstairs.

"Madi, come sit down," chris said while walking towards the sofa.

"I-I umm," I stuttered

"No excuses come on," Nick said also walking to the sofa.

I didn't know what to do. I ran upstairs as fast as I could to my bedroom and locked my door.

I didn't know what to say. I didn't wana talk about it.

I could hear talking outside from my room.

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