Broken

Trouble

(authors note: sorry I havnt posted in a while. to make it up to u I'm going to post 3 chapters.)

--------(Nick's pov)----------

I followed Maddie home. I stopped screaming her name shortly after we left the school. I was still far behind her. She is fast. I can't help but smile when I think about it. No! Stop! We are best friends! Nothing more and. nothing less!

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When we got to her house we entered to find Maddie's dad and his new wife sitting at a table infront of my dad. A huge wave of fear ran though me. My dad, what was my dad doing here. Maddie ignored everyone and ran upstairs to her room. I heard a lock clicking. I tried to run upstairs to check on her but I was stopped by my dad's rough voice.

"Stop!" he said.

I stopped in my trail.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" I asked him.

"I could ask you the same thing," He answered.

"Well, Maddie had a bad day and I guess she was pushed too far and so she ran back. i didn't want to leave her alone so I followed," I answered.

"It was nice hanging out with you guys but, uh, I think it's time for me to take Nick home," My dad said.

" What! No! I want to stay here and make sure Maddie's okay!" I protested.

He walked over to me and led me out of the door pushing me by my knock straight into the back of the car. I tried to get out but he locked it before I could and the back of his car couldn't be unlocked from the inside. He got into the front of the car and drove towards our house.

--------(Maddie's pov)--------

I ran to my room locking the door behind me. I crawled over to my bed,curled up in my covers, and cried. I cried for so long that I started to get dizzy. I ended up falling asleep just like that.

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The next morning I woke up to my face hurting. I had a huge headache and my cheeks were tear stained. I didn't want to remember about what happened yesturday, I didn't even want to think about it. All I wanted to do was lay in bed. That's exactly what I did. I even faked sick to my dad so he'd let me stay home. Although, it sure he could see right through it. Him, Amy, and my sister left for work and school. Don was no where to be seen. Where did he go? All I could think about was laying in bed, cutting, eating, and Nick. I didn't even notice how much I was thinking of him until he texted me. 'are you ok?' he texted. I replied, 'I guess so, I'm staying home today.' He just replied, 'want me to come over?' I didn't answer. I didn't feel like having company but I also didn't want to hurt his feelings. I felt numb and I didn't want to cry anymore. I just wanted to feel something, anything. That's when I grabbed my razor from my night stand, pulled up the sleeve of my oversized hoodie I slept in and started to cut. I felt the pain as the soon to be scars were formed, and with the pain, I felt relief.