The Question Game

The Truth

Carson's POV

Right now I feel like someone dug a jackhammer into my head until it hit my brain. I think I may have a major concussion. That's how much it hurts. 

My chest also hurts, no not because I have multiple ribs cracked, it's probably because Madelyn is over there in Ashton's arms not mine. 

They're quietly talking to each other. I can make out few things they're saying. He's making her laugh, like I used to, huggin her like I used to, loving her like I used to. Is this what jealousy feels like?

If so, I hate it, I f*cking hate it, I f*cking hate it so damn much. I bet he doesn't even know anything about her. He probaly doesn't know her worst fear, her biggest secret, her favorite childhood moment, anything like that.

The sun doesn't help either I feel like I'm having the worst hangover ever. but hey, how would I know I've never drank before. call me a goody too-shoes why don't you.I've tried beer once and it tasted disgusting so I never touched any again. I just think this is what it would feel like;to be drunk.

Madelyn's POV

After I finished crying  my eyes out Ashton suggested we played the question game. It started off fine but then he started asking really personal questions like "tell me about your brother and how he died." And that's when I shut everything out. I shut out the world and began to think. Thinking is not exactly the best thing for me, if I think too much I end up crying. Like now.

Thinking about all the great memories my dad and I had, like going to the beach together, walking along the shore until our feet hurt, collecting seashells.

I actually have a shoe box under my bed from all the shells we collected.

But when I think of now, him abusive and drunk all the time. It just hurts me.I think the time he started drinking was around the time Mitchell died. I think it killed him to see his only son die, and left with his horrible daughter. At least I feel horrible, or if I wasn't he wouldn't do this. Ever since then he hasn't been the same. I guess I haven't been the same either.

I hadn't even realized Carson was awake until he walked over and Ashton said "Go away nerd, your not wanted." to him.

"Shut up Carson, I just want to talk to Maddy, not you." His reply was.

"Hurt her and I'll cut off your balls and put them in a jar to show off in my room." He harshly spits out and gets up. He walks over to the staircase on the other side of the room and sits down.

"What's wrong?" Carson asks me nicely.

"Nothing." I lie.

"Liar. I know you too well. I know when somethings wrong." True. He does and always has. That's one of the reasons why I loved him so much.

"It's nothing."

"Tell me now or I'll tickle it out of you!" I know he's not lying. Plus Ashtons over there, so he might not want to tickle me. I give in.

"Thinking." Then I tell him all about my dad and how he wasn't abusive before Mitchell died and now it's like he's a whole differently person. He understands and hugs me. I feel that same spark as when he used to hug me when we dated. It still gives me goosebumps. It's magical.

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Hope you all like this new chapter. I'm sorry I haven't updated in FOREVER. I've been lazy. Don't forget to vote and comment!

~S.M.