stolen

A way out

Maddie seemed to know what she was doing. It's almost as if this had happened in an understanding that she was in charge. My mind wandered over these thoughts. "it's not true..." i murmured to myself. "i'm the dominant one. there is going to be a way that i can get the controls away from her!" My voice echoed into the empty void. My skin was cold and my lips were dry and parched. I wanted so bad to gain back control. I needed to gain back the control.

Madison's laugh rang through the empty space that surrounded me. What followed curdled m blood. Screams rang louder than i could keep out by placing my hands over my ears. "maddison! stop! don't hurt anyone!" I beg from the tiles and the chains.

A pain shifts in my shoulder, then my side.

Another and another.
but what was happening?
how can i be feeling this?
was i killing my mind?
no, that's not possible.

I moves anything that obscured my view and saw something that sickly made me smile.  "yes! yes" i chanted out.  For what i saw, was madison, but not the smug smirk madison, no. This was a madison i had wanted to see for a long long time. This madison bled through her purple hoodie turning it black as it welcomed the dark liquid. Her eyes were in a state of shock and her hair was tangled around her neck as she struggled for breath. And who stood over her?

I tried desperately to see who it was but my vision grew worse and worse as madisons also did. At her shock I took the opportunity.