*Madi's POV
Were sitting on the couch watching the newest horror movie 'Suicide Forest' it wasn't scary just strange. I reached my hand into the bowl and grabbed some popcorn, shoving it into my mouth I turned and said,
"Trent?"
"Hmm?"
"Well I was just wondering, well..." I fidgeted with my hands. He grabs them holding them still, his hands are warm and large against my ice cold, dainty ones. The were scars running across his, I rubbed my thumb across them.
"It's just, why me?"
"Why you?"
"Yeah. Out of all the girls you chose me, why?" He smiles at me and leans in for a kiss I turn my head.
"I'm serious Trent. You never told me." He releases my hands, now he's the one fidgeting. He rubs the back of his neck and his hair falls in front of his face.
"Umm, well..."
"There's not a reason?! I know what it is, it was a dare! Wasn't it?" When he asked me out he was wearing a red shirt with his boots. He still towered over me but we both grew. I saw him talking to one of his friends before he came over to my table, we were at lunch, and they were laughing.
"Well was it?"
"Yeah it was but..."
"I know it!" I stand up and turn, he grabs my wrist pulling me back down.
"But, I like you I really do." I stare at him and I can tell that he's telling the truth. I should just drop the subject, why did I even bring it up in the first place? I couldn't help myself though, I had to ask.
"Did you like me then?"
"Of course I did you just weren't very approachable at the time." Approachable? I was to, I mean I didn't have that many friends until I started dating Trent. And yes I was quiet but would that stop him? We were in every class together he could of asked me any other time but he didn't. Why?
I shake my head,
"Whatever Trent, i'm going to bed." I get up to leave and turn towards him. "Oh and one more thing, were done."
"Wait, Madi!" He stood up and grabbed my arm. "Hey, i'm sorry. It.. I didn't mean it, I really like you I do." I push his hand away.
"Trent I just need some time to think, I'll sleep in your mom's bed. OK?" He looked down at me, his green eyes huge and his hair hung in front of them.
"But... I love you." I brush his hair out of his face and walk away.
"Madi!." I didn't look back, walking up the stairs I go into his parents room and lay on the bed. I close my eyes trying to hold back the tears that threaten to drown me. But no matter my efforts they slip out, I cry and cry until there's nothing left then I sleep.
*Trent's POV
I pull out my phone and dial her number into my phone. Holding it to my ear, after two rings she answer's.
"Beck?" I scratch the back of my neck.
"Yeah." She responds.
"Madi came over tonight to watch the boys, she staying the night."
"So?" She was getting irritated. Why did I even call her?
"Trent?"
"Oh, yeah. I was wondering if you wanted to come over. Madi went to my parents room to sleep so she won't be up for a while."
"What time will your parents be back?" I smile.
"8:00"
"OK, I'm coming." I hang up the phone and stick it in my pocket. Beck and I started, not dating, but seeing each other about a month ago. Madi doesn't know about us, and she won't.
Forty minutes pass and I hear a knock on my door. Opening it I see Beck's long blond hair pulled back into a french braid and her shorts were, well, short. She wore a cut off shirt, I pulled her into the house holding her against me. I fell onto the couch, she laughed and kissed me.
*Madi's POV
I woke up around 4:00, I uncurl and wipe my face. The tears have crusted on my cheeks and I go into the bathroom to wash my face. Finishing I begin walking down the stairs to go get a drink. The stairs and cold against my bare feet and the house is drafty so i'm cold. When I reach the bottom of the steps I hear giggling.
"Trent?" I walk around the corner to see Trent Laying on top of Beck Howel in front of the fire place. Both are stripped down to their underwear and they haven't noticed me yet. So I walk up to the couch and yell at them.
"Hey! You sluts having fun?" Trent's stares at me in disbelief. I don't wait for a response and go on. "Good, well i'm gonna get goin'. See ya Trent." He's a dick. I grab my jacket, not bothering with my converse and walk out the door. My keys our in my pocket so I unlock my truck and climb in. Pulling out my phone I dial Trent's mom's number.
"Hello?" Diane answer her voice is groggy from sleep.
"Hello, I was just calling to tell you your son's having sex with Beck Howel on your living room carpet, and I'm going home."
"O-OK?" I hang up and drive home.
