Lovebeam

Chapter 9

I sign into Facebook. Brody sits next to me. I shift my position multiple times until I lean against him.

"What are you guys doing?" Mom asks.

"Searching for someone." I say.

"Who?" she asks.

"I'll tell you later." I say.

Brody leans over and types, why aren't you telling her now?

I erase what he put and just type, zoe.

He nods, and I erase it again.

"Why not now?" Jonathan asks?"

"Just a person."

"Who the fuck is it?" Zoe asks.

"It's nobody." I say.

She rolls her eyes, clearly annoyed.

I type in the search bar, Madison Heartly.

Julie sits next to me.

My entire family fucking loves Maddie. If I found her and we became friends again, they'd die.

I know none of them really like Zoe.

Multiple people come up.

"Do you have an old photo of her?" Brody asks.

"Yeah, hang on." I slide the laptop to Julie so she can look and get a photo off the wall. I open the back.

"Wait!" Mom says. "I know who it is."

"Mom, please." I say.

Everyone starts to figure it out, and they all look overjoyed.

Mom changes the pictures on the wall every now and again, but she keeps everything tucked into the same frame. This is my frame, and there's a photo of Maddie and I in it. I shuffle through photos, and when I find the photo of me and Madison at age fifteen in our leotards in the gym, I smile. Our hands are linked. I'm on Jonathan's shoulders and she's on her older brother, Kyle's shoulders. She's so pretty.

She has dark, dark brown hair. It's almost black, and green/gray eyes. And she freckles, too.

Julie gasps.

"I found her!" she says.

I rip the laptop from my sister and click on the page.

I check the profile picture first.

She looks so much older now, but she's still so pretty.

She's prettier now.

I try to scroll, but she's private.

"Friend her." Brody says.

"No, I can't." I shake my head.

I check instagram.

I find her on there, too.

She's not private.

I scroll on her page and find one photo.

It's me. She posted it 2 weeks ago.

I'm sleeping, cuddling a body pillow.

I'm still in my leotard, and there's chalk from my hands all over my black bedsheets.

She commented creepy I still have this? Tag her if u know her

Julie and Brody are looking over my shoulder.