Medicine (130)

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Madisons pov.
I walk down the street with Ron as he rambles on about his date last night with Enid and I really did try to listen but once he mentioned the candles that he lit in the table I cringed and zoned out back to last night.

Flashback:
My lips crashed against Carls and at first he was taken by suprise until he wrapped his hands around my waist, pulling me closer until I straddled his waist. His lips were soft, warm and familar. Our lips moved in sync and our breaths became quick and ragged and when he moved his face to kiss down my neck his warm breath made the hair on my arms rise and a shiver roll down my spine. I guided his face back to my own so I could reconnect our lips and just like the first time I ever kissed him, the same heat rised in me making me desperate for more. The kiss consumed me and he slowly moved so I was laying on the couch and he hovered over me. I smiled into the kiss and I heard him chuckle as he cupped my face to deepen the kiss. My nails raked lightly down his back and my top lifted slightly by the movement. His fingers lingers on my skin at my waist and his touch felt like it burned my skin even though I feel the heat course through my veins and seep into my already too hot skin. His thumb gently stroked my stomach. I suddenly stoped and put my hands on his chest. He pulled back and when he saw my face he frowned.
"Whats wrong?" He whispered.
When he accidently brushed his thumb along my stomach it reminded my that this is how I got into this mess in the first place. This is how I got pregnant. I couldn't do anything with Carl unless he knew about the baby.
"Carl I'm...." my voice seemed to get cut off and I couldn't speak and the adrenaline and courage I had quickly faded and I was speechless.
"I'm sorry. I can't...." I spoke as I crawled off the couch and ran to my room, locking the door behind me.
End of flashback.

"Madison! MADS! Did you hear what I just said? EARTH TO MADISON!" Ron spoke slowly and clearly while waving his hands infront of my face, trying to knock me out of my trance.
I shook my head of the memories from last night and tried to remember what we were talking about before I zoned out.
"huh?"
"Tonight. Are you going?" He repeats.
"Tonight?" I ask.
"Yeah. See everytime some new group comes to Alexandria we welcome them with a party thats hosted by Deanna at her house, but then Luke died and we decided to hold back the party out of respect for you mainly. So now there is a party tonight in honour of your group and everybody gets really dressed up and excited for them, especially since we haven't had a party in months." He explains.
"First i've heard of it." I grunt.
"So will you go?" he asks, hopeful.
"Um, I don't know. Parties aren't really my thing." I say awkwardly.
"Aw come on. I bet you'd look amazing. You get to do your hair and wear a dress and-"
"Uh ah, no way, I draw the line at dresses. Not a chance. I could let the hair thing slide but no way in hell am I wearing a freaking dress. Thats the devils costume." I snarl.
"Woah, calm down! There isn't a gun held to your head, nobody is making you, just most people do, thats all." He chuckles.
"Whatever." I huff.
We walk in silence for a few minutes.
"So will you come. Rick will probably make you go anyways." He tells me.
"No." I snap.
"Damn Mads, who pissed in your cornflakes? Chill out, its just a party." He reassures me. I just sigh as we stop at his house and he walks onto the porch while I stand at the bottom stair of his porch. Ron walks backwards to the door so he can talk to me.
"Oh by the way Mads, that medicine that your friend needs is-" Ron is cut off by the door opening.
Jessie stands in the doorway.
"I thought I heard voices out here. Hi Madison, will you be at Deanna's tonight?" She asks politely with a smile on her face. I sigh again for what feels like the millionth time.
"No." I say shortly.
"Oh, well if you change your mind and you need help getting ready, call in. I'm sure I could find you something to wear." She smiles.
I just nod once instead of rejecting again. She waves before walking inside and leaving the door open for Ron. He turns to me.
"Well hopefully i'll see you tonight?" He subtly asks again.
"Unlikely." I snort as I turn and head home for an early lunch.

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