Blood on the Pitch

Chapter Fifteen

It had been two days since Madison heard from Sophie.
She tried to call, Sophie abruptly hung up the phone as soon as Madison's voice entered her ears.
Madison hadn't talked to Veronica either, she tried to call, but got a similar response from her best friend.
Madison sat in her car, staring at the school ahead of her, it was the first day back since the events that took place with Kyle.
Madison had to mentally prepare herself to deal with everyone, as well as having to do soccer practice after school.

She practically feels all eyes on her as soon as she enters the school, Talia is the first to find her at her locker, leaning against the locker.
"Hey, are you feeling alright?"
She nods, "I'm fine, Talia. Thank you,"
Talia nods, "If you need anything-"
"You're here." Madison smiles, "Thank you,"
Talia nods, "What do you have first?"
"Spanish, you?"
"History."
"Rough,"
Madison glances over, her eyes briefly meet Sophie's hazel eyes, the girl is quick to walk away, a pain rings in her heart just as loud as the school bell rings.

Madison feels a heavy brick on her chest as she sits beside Veronica.
Her blonde hair is messily tied up in a bun, her eyes are puffy and her cheeks are red and splotchy.

Madison gently sits beside her, Veronica's eyes lock on her.
"Hey," Madison whispers.
Veronica nods, "Hi,"
"Uh, how are you feeling?"
"Pretty fucking shitty," she answers bitterly, but her eyes soften "Sorry. How are you? Are you holding up alright?"
"Yeah," she nods, "I'm alive. That's all that matters,"
"I'm sorry I didn't call," Veronica looks at her.
"I'm sorry too,"
The two girls seem to be at peace with the response, not saying another word to each other, instead focusing on the Spanish teacher.
Madison dreads lunch, all the girls are asking her a million questions and her head is spinning.
"Guys, leave her alone," Talia replies, poking around her salad with her fork.
Veronica nods, "Seriously, you guys are like vultures,"
Joanna approaches them, handing Madison the paper, "You're famous, Maddie,"
Madison furrows her brows, reading the headline.

The NightHawk Killers strike again!
17 year old Madison Walker escapes their blade once again!
Madison barely skims the article before she's slamming it down on the table.
Talia scoffs, "The Nighthawk killers?"
"What is this? Marvel comics?" Olivia adds.
"This is fucking bullshit,"
Madison gets up from the table, slinging her bag over her shoulder. She walks out of the cafeteria, spotting Sophie.

"Shit," Sophie mumbles when the brunette approaches her.
Sophie goes to make a swift exit, but Madison grabs her wrist.
"Ow! What the fuck Madison?"
Madison pulls her aside, "What the fuck to you!" she glares at the shaggy blonde, "So what? You're just avoiding me now?"
"No," her eyes lock onto the ground.
"Really? Then why have you been ignoring my calls? Fuck, Soph, you can't even look at me!"
Sophie's eyes remain locked on the ground, her boots seem a lot more interesting then the hurt look in Madison's eyes.
"I don't want to talk about this right now,"
"We don't have to talk about what happened. But I need you to know that-"
Sophie shakes her head, but Madison keeps going.
"It was a stupid kiss Sophie-"
"Keep your fucking voice down" she hisses, freeing her wrist from Madison's grasp.
"Just leave me alone, okay?"
Madison goes to follow her as she storms away, but Joanna swiftly stands in front of her.

"Jesus, where the fuck did you come from?"
Joanna shakes her head, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you,"
"What?"
"The newspaper. I didn't mean to upset you,"
"It's fine, I just-"
Joanna's eyes go to the scar on the girl's arm.
She picks up the captain's arm, inspecting it.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Madison rips her arm away when Joanna touches the stitched up scar.
"I'm sorry, I just, do you mind if I take a polaroid of it?"
Madison's eyes widen and her brows raise, "What?"
"Well, it's just I'm in charge of special effects makeup for the theater department, and I think something like that-"
"No," Madison shakes her head, "I need to go,"
Madison moves past the girl, shaking her head.
"Fucking Werido," she mumbles.