Madeleine's POV
“Hey, let’s go to the ice cream shop”
“No”
“Oh, come on! It’s on me. You can eat as many ice cream as you want”
I chuckled, “I’m not falling for this trick again, you freak. You’ve said that before and I always end up paying everything because you don’t have the money”
Rayden frowned at me before he sighed, “I promise I’ll pay this time”
“You’ve said that too”
“This time I’ll pay it, I promise”
“I don’t believe in promises. Especially from you”
“Maddyyyyyyyy” he pouted, “please?”
I want to laugh at his funny face. He can’t even pout, it’s like seeing Rayden giving me a duck-face.
“That’s not gonna happen, buddy. Besides, I want to go home and mourn for my camera”
He frowned again, “Then I’ll come mourn with you”
“No. I want to be alone”
“bu-“
“I said I want to be alone, Ray”
“Okay” he sighed, “but call me tonight”
“Why shou-“
“Just to make sure you’re okay”
“But I’m clearly not” I shrugged.
“Just call me, damn it Madeleine” Rayden snapped made me move back. His eyes softened, “stop being so stubborn and just call me tonight, okay?”
“Okay” I smiled weakly at him and walked away. I bring out my medium-sized skateboard from my backpack and skate home with the broken pieces of my camera. Ugh, my stupid life.
~*~*~*~
“Maddy, is that you?” my mother yelled from the kitchen as soon as I stepped into the house.
“No ma’am, I’m a robber” I replied sarcastically.
“Your sarcasm is not needed, young lady” my mom snapped as she saw me.
“Sorry. I just had a bad day, I guess”
“Maddy, every day is a bad day for you” my mom scowled at me, “Maddy, you have to let go and start living your life again. Since your father die-“
“Don’t you dare to finish that sentence” my voice cracked, “I’ll just go stay in my room because you’re too happy to live without dad”
“Maddy! You ar-“
“Whatever mom!” I shouted as I ran to my room.
Okay I know I’m overacting but this is what I hate about my mom. She lost her husband a few years ago and now she can laugh again she can smile again and she even start to flirt with guys again. I don’t understand but sometimes I feel like my mom doesn’t really love my dad. It’s a horrible thought, I know but I can’t help it. It hurts that I can’t move on from my father’s dead but I’m trying and that’s all that matters. Right? Well whatever, my biggest problem now is my broken camera.
Lately I’ve been, I’ve been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
The sound of my ringtone blasted in my room.
"Hello?"
"Uhmm, hi. Is this Madeleine?"
"Uh-uh, who's this?"
"Oh hey, girly. It's Bond, James Bond"
"What?"
A low male voice chuckled, "No, no, I've just always wanted to say that. I'm Brooks, Jai Brooks. I sort of broke your camera, i think"
"Oh, i thought who the hell is stupid enough to tell me his name is James Bond? Now i realized, of course it must be you, the idiot"
"Excuse me?"
I scoffed, "Not everyone is worshiping your feet, you know"
"Listen here, do you want me to replace your camera or not?"
"No! Listen here, you scumbag. I want you to fix my camera not fucking replace it. You got it?" I shouted at him then i hang up.
SUCH A DOUCHEBAG. I can't believe he could joke with me without feeling guilty about my camera. I just can't deal with him or my mom. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Hate my life.
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Jai's POV
She hang up. She fucking hang up on me. This is fucking ridicilous. Who the hell does she think she is? I've called her. She should've been very grateful I even remember her name.
"Stupid bitch" I muttered.
"Whoa, language Jai" Luke warned me mockingly.
"Shut up, Luke"
Okay Luke here is my brother. My twin brother to be exact. We are exactly alike but we act like opposites. I'm like the bad boy, the one with motorcycle, the one who smoke and all, and Luke is like the jock, the good guy, the one with teachers kissing his ass. Literally. He's my brother and i love him for that and all but sometimes i just want him to stay out of my life.
"What's wrong, Jai? A girl reject you?" Luke laughed.
I stayed quiet.
"Oh my God, really? Who?" Luke keep on laughing.
"SHUT UP, LUKE!" I screamed as he kept on laughing. I hate him. I hate him so much.
And I hate Madeleine so fucking much. I just hope she got run over by a truck.
Or a car. Or a tree. Or a rock. Or orange.
Wait, what?
Whatever
Screw you, Madeleine.
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Photography Freak
Teen FictionYep. I'm that girl who sits behind of the class who hopes that no one will see her. And yes, I never raise my hand. Like ever. I'm the type of girl that sits alone, eats alone, and do whatever things alone. Well, I don't call it alone exactly becaus...