Chapter Twelve

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Maddison's POV ~

The car stopped and I just sat there looking at my hands thinking of what just happened.

My dad and I have never fought like that. Sure we have had our disagreements about little things but not about things like this. I wonder what this has to do with?

Is is about that man my parents were talking about? Was my dad talking about this because of the him they were talking about the night before I left?

"Maddison are you okay?" A voice said taking me out of my thoughts.

I turned to look at the person who took me from my thoughts.

Why couldn't I see the face? It was blurred. Was this a dream?

"She's crying! I don't know what to do?" The voice said with panic in its voice.

"Just lead her out of the car and get her inside the house, then we can figure what to do to help her calm down." Another voice said.

Why couldn't I see anything? And who was this girl they were talking about? Why was she crying?

I felt someone grab my hand and pull. I was going to pull my hand back but, I felt something with this hand. Sparks. I have never felt this way before and I want to keep feeling this way.

I let the hand keep pulling me and I don't know why I felt so comfortable. I mean if I was in this situation with any other person. This person would be on the ground and most likely knocked out from holding my hand.

As I was walking I heard a door open and I was picked up. I grabbed something soft to stabilize me and I just felt more sparks. Why was I feeling this?

I was layed down on a soft surface. Then I heard footsteps and some weird noise close by. It sounded like gasping. I don't know what it was. I suddenly felt tiered and fell into a deep sleep.

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I woke up to brightness. I sat up and looked around and didn't recognize my surroundings. And started to freak out.

Where was I? Why does my head hurt? Why do I feel like crap?

I get out of the bed and walk towards the door. I open it and then jump back as I see someone laying on the floor face down.

Are they hurt? Did I do that?

I walk over and see that they are breathing.

I look at their face and see that is is Adien.

My heart skips a beat when I realize this. Why does my heart react this way when I am around him?

I don't know if I should wake him or just leave him be. I decide that I will wake him because I have no idea where I am or what I am doing here.

I crouch down to where he is laying and poke him in the shoulder. I start shaking him.

His beautiful ice blue eyes open and look at me.

"Good your awake!" He says in a husky morning voice.

"Ya I am," I say awkwardly, "where am I?"

"You are at Kennedi's house."

I looked around and realized that this is her house, "Oh I see." I tell him.

I look at his face and see an emotion on it that I can't really explain. I have never seen anybody look like that.

"Are you okay?" Adien asks breaking me from my thoughts.

"Ya I'm fine, I was just wondering how long I was out?" I said causally.

"Not that long, maybe a day." He told me so calmly that I almost didn't realize that a day is a long time to be out.

"A day!" I scream.

"Yes a day but I am not that surprised, I mean after your fight with your dad and then crying so much. We really thought you would sleep longer."

Right as he said the fight with my dad all my memories came rushing back from the day before.

I felt light headed and the world started to spin.

The last thing I remember is seeing Aidens confused face and him rushing towards me before I blacked out.

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