Good Girl (A.B)

Chapter Thiry-Two: Goodbye Forever

<Maddie>

*1 Year Later*

Living in Chicago was a hell hole. I had become a depressed, suicidal, drug addict and alcoholic. Oh but I'm also a prostitute and a stripper. My hair was bleached blonde and I had no home. I went bankrupt from all the drugs and alcohol I'd been buying. I couldn't handle anything anymore. Most of the times I would stay over at my clients house and then leave early in the morning. My life sucked.

"Hey are you Krystal Summers?" A man around the age of 25 asked. Oh I also changed my name. I couldn't have anyone finding me.

"I am." I have him the happiest smile I could possibly give him. He looked oddly familiar.

"Can you give me some pleasure tonight?" He asked politely. This guy looked to innocent.

"Sure thing." I smirked at him. He slipped his address and time he wanted me there to me. I was anxious for this sex, I always was. I strutted away and waited for the time to go.

***

I walked up to the door with a cigarette in my hand. He opened the door and I quickly threw it down and stomped the stick. He lead me inside and kissed me passionately. He pulled a condom out of his pocket but I didn't need it.

"Don't worry baby, I'm not having children anytime soon." I teased and softly nibbled on his ear.

It gave him pleasure and he gave me the money in the middle of the night. He offered for me to sleep over that night and I gladly excepted the answer. I slowly fell asleep thinking about what I did a year ago. Turns out I was pregnant but I just gave the baby up for adoption. I didn't want the horrible memory of it in my life. I thought about everything for while and I wanted to fix everything but I couldn't. There was one solution to it all: Suicide. There would be no pain and just happiness and I would finally I would be free. Tomorrow I was going to kill myself.

***

I left the mans house with a load of money, he must've enjoyed it. I went to the local drug store and bought the cheapest vodka I could find and went into the bathroom. I pulled out a peace of paper and starting writing things down.

Dear everyone,
I'm sorry. I'm sorry I put you guys through all of this. I'm sorry I left you guys. I love you all and I couldn't live with my horrible life anymore. I was depressed, an addict, an alcoholic, and suicidal. So that's why I'm writing this note.

I can't do this anymore so I'm moving on. I'll be in a better place and I hope you all understand that. It was my choice to be like this so its my choice to live or die. I just wanted to tell you all I love you in the best way that I could.
Sincerely,
Maddie Ferguson.

I wrote down the address of Jinxx and I told him to give it to everyone. I felt truly sorry that I put them through all of this. They probably devoted their lives to finding me but if I wanted to be found I would've made it clear by now. I started the process of killing myself. I downed a few pills than drank the vodka. I kept doing that until my vision got really blurry and I was in and out of blacking out.

Finally I felt my self dying from the inside out. I could feel the vodka burning down my throat and it the pills setting in. Before I knew it I was out, dead. Nothing and no one could stop me now. This is what it's like to be dead? Suddenly my life flashed before my eyes.

"Maddie! Are you ready to go to the prom withe Matt?" Sam cooed from behind me doing my messy curly hair.

"Oh I'm ready." I smiled, laughing. I was finally a senior and I finally got to prom with my boyfriend. We've been dating for a few months but he meant the world to me and nothing could change that at the moment.

*memory changes*

"Andy! Stop it!" I giggled as he tickled me all over. Andy was kissing me too but at the same time we was attacking me with tickles.

"Never!" He smirked and tickled me some more.

*memory changes*

"I can't believe I'm getting my first tattoo!" I squealed in excitement. I was getting my birthday on my shoulder blade. That was the very last birthday I had.

More memories flowed into my brain, they were all so happy. I couldn't remember being happy anymore. But I was gone and no one could save me.

So long and goodnight.