Half a Heart

Chapter 10

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Madelyn POV

I cross my arms as I lean against the railing on the porch. I watch Blake and Luka as they both jet ski across the Lake, when thunder roars in the sky and rain starts pouring. I let out a laugh as I see Blake throw a fist towards the sky in anger, "DAMN IT WHY!" He groans loudly as he turns around on his jet ski with a laughing Lukas.

They both quickly get back to the dock and run towards me on the porch. I smile as Blake grumbles stepping foot onto the dry porch. I cross my arms as I lean against the brown wooden pole. I look to Blake with an eyebrow raised, "So, don't like the rain?" I tilt my head.

He glares at me, "PFT. It's all too moist." He smirks knowing I hate the word moist.

I feel myself shudder at the word. I hate that word. It just sounds so.. Ugh. I just freaking hate it. I uncross my arms as I roll my eyes, "Shut up." I grumble walking into the cabin to see Meg sitting on the couch, a black blanket draped over her as she stares off into space, obviously something on her mind as she stares off.

I tilt my head intrigued. I walk towards her and plop down on the couch, bringing her out of her thoughts as she looks to me. She smiles slightly. I feel myself smile as I see her smile.

Granted, I did threaten her earlier. But I really do love the girl to death and I'd honestly never want to hurt her. She's been there for me my entire life and I trust her with my life. I tilt my head, making my black hair fall into my view, "You okay?" I whisper quietly, knowing I obviously went too far earlier.

I really shouldn't of done that- she didn't deserve that and I crossed the line. Threatening her boyfriend obviously threatens her. I shouldn't of done that. I bite my lip at the thought of my actually threatening her earlier. Wow what am I doing?

I hear a small sigh escape her lips, making me look up to her. She looks down at her lap where her hand lays with her phone clutched tightly in it. Her eyes stay glued to her phone as it I knit my eyebrows. I glance from her phone curious as to why she is clutching onto her phone so tightly and why she seems too concentrated on something.

"Family called." She says suddenly, making me raise my eyebrows baffled.

I keep my eyes on her for a moment, half of me hoping that it was just a, 'Hey how are you..' 'Oh yeah, good, good..'  phone call, but the other half of me knows that they no doubt want or need something. I can also tell that it's the second part thanks to to expression too. I bite the inside of my lip, "And?" I question as I reach towards the coffee table and grasp the hazel-nut mocha I ordered from Starbucks earlier in my hand, squeezing it due to my anxiousness.

I glance to her through my side-swept bangs as I suck on my drink, feeling very anxious. I feel a frown on my lips as she lets out a heavy sigh. I glance to the coffee table before putting my drink back down and directing my attention to her.

My eyes widen as tears start to well in her eyes. I feel my mouth part in surprise as she lets out a small whimper, tears rolling down her cheeks like an on-going faucet that never got turned off. I let out a small gasp at her state, instantly bringing my arms out and wrapping them around her torso, pulling her into my arms and closer to me.

I let out a small sigh as she rests her forehead to my shoulder and continues crying. I bring my hand to the back of her head as I hold her, looking down at her from the corner of my eye as I feel a frown set on my lips. What could they have said? I haven't seen Meg like this since her dog Polo died three years ago.