Ricky dillon's sister

chap 34

Connor's pov
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She talked to me! She actually talked to me! I can't believe she sat down, and had a conversation! This is absolutely amazing! None of the other guys are gonna believe this! Holy shit they're gonna be so jealous, I can't believe she actually wanted to talk.... to me! I always figured the first person she would talk to would be Kian or Jc, just because from what I've seen she trnds to trust them the most, but no, she chose me!

Our conversation only lasted about half an hour before she went to bed, but hey, I'll take anything I can get. A half hour is better then her crying in her room and one of us trying to coax her out. I really wanna wake up the boys but I know I have to wait till its not 8AM and we get to a more secluded area. First off, the boys would kill me if I woke them up this late, and secondly, if Madi found out that I was sharing her improvement she would never want to talk to me again.

You see, that's one of the many things I don't understand about Madi. Whenever she reaches a goal, or has an accomplishment concerning her health, she would rather push it to the side and forget about it. Like she's uncomfortable with the success. It's almost like she wants to act like it never happened instead of owning it and being proud of how far she's come. Thats another, over the few weeks she's been here I've only noticed a few improvements, the biggest one being her acting. Back at her mom's she could hid everything with minimal effort because frankly her mom didn't give a shit, but here, lets just say her lieing has gotten ten times better, and thats scary. However she has shown real improvements, like the one just demonstrated, and thats why I refuse to give up on her. Sure I may not be her go to guy, but knowing that I am making a difference in this kids life is still worth it. I love her like my own sister and I want nothing more then for her to be happy, because she deserves the world.

Madi's pov

I can believe I just had a real conversation. There was no screaming, or angry, or disappointment, it was just a conversation. Is that what life without depression is? A series of normal conversation all ending with you feeling happy? Or is it just a fool's game? Is recovery just a fool's game? But can I win this game? Is there a possibility that I can come out with my life?

All these thoughts rush at me as I walk over to my bunk-- top bunk on the right side. I pull the curtain close and whip out my phone typing in my password-- 042215, the day my parents got divorced. The home screen comes and I click on the messages app making a gtiup chat with my only two friends.

To V and Mandy:
Hey guys, so umm. I'm going on tour with the boys and I just had the first real conversation with Connor. It felt good to be normal for a second.

From V: That's amazing Madison, I hella proud, try not to forget us while you're jutting off around the country!

To V and Mandy: I could never! I just wanted to tell you guys that, I think I want help. I think I want to be a normal kid. So I'm thinking about excepting the boy's help.

From Mandy: Hell yea! I'm so happy you're finally getting the help you deserve. Don't forget that we'll be by your side every step of the way.

To V and Mandy: I love you guys

From Mandy: Love you too kid

From V: We gotcha

With that I exit the app and gently tap the search engine heading straight for Google because fuck Bing. I tap the search bar and slowly type in the long over do question.

'How do I recover.'

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Hey guys, it's been awhile. Really sorry about that thanks for sticking around. Sorry about how short this chapter is but it's more of a filler because the next two chapters are going to be kind of intense. The next two chapters will be the last two chapters and before you get on my ass there will be a sequel so you don't have to worry.

Thanks for Everything love you guys

-c