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( chapter eighteen; ezrA fitz )

( chapter eighteen; ezrA fitz )

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"GUILTY?" HANNA QUESTIONED, complete confusion in her voice, "Guilty of what, Madi?"

Madison shot up from her seat, moving towards the door, "I can't talk about this here."

"Madi, wait!" Hanna called out. The brunette took in a breath before turning to face her friend, "You can't just say something like that and then leave."

"Look, I will tell you, Hanna." Madison responded, "I need to tell all of the girls, but not here, not where someone could hear us."

"Then where?" Hanna asked, she glanced down to her leg, "Because I'm not going anywhere other than my house."

"Then we'll go to your house." Madison told her, "I'll call the girls and then I need to shower." The brunette groaned in realisation, "I can't go home. I screamed at my dad and brother, and I just realised my phone's there."

"Shower at mine." Hanna told her.

"Your mom's gonna question why I look like this." Madison gestured to her damp appearance.

Hanna pushed her wheels against the palms of her hands and moved towards the bed. She dug her hand into her bag of belongings and pulled out a black shirt and then some fresh blue jeans. She held them towards the brunette, "Here."

Madison hesitated before taking the items off of her, "Thank you."

"We can just say your hair's greasy." Hanna suggested.

The brunette let out a small laugh, "Great."

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Madison brushed her dark brown hair as she stared at her reflection in the mirror beside the Marin's kitchen. She walked into the kitchen, where Hanna was sat in her wheelchair. The blonde sighed, placing her phone on the surface.

"Spencer won't pick up." She told Madison, "Emily's busy with Maya, and Aria has family stuff."

Madison placed the brush on the side, "It's fine."

"Madi, what are you guilty of?" Hanna asked her, still confused, "If it's the Wren stuff, that's over with, right?"

"Yeah, but it's -- " She shook her head. What the hell am I doing? She thought, "I'm just being stupid, okay? Ignore me, I'm not guilty of anything."

Lie. Her brain yelled at her.

Hanna furrowed her brows, "But you said..."

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