Behind The Scenes Of Choni: A Madnessa Story [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 4

[MADELAINE'S POV]
   Vanessa just left and now I'm left alone here with Travis. "Babe." Travis says quietly. I look at him not able to speak. "I think we should talk." He says trying to hold my hand. I move backwards. I don't want him touching me. It burns, only Nessa's touch feels nice.

  "Say something. Please." He pleads. I look away from him and at the floor. I didn't want to talk to him. I want Nessa. He goes to sit on the couch. "Sit down. If you don't want to talk just listen, please." Travis says.

   I slowly walk to the couch. My legs hurt. My arms hurt. My whole body hurts. I feel weak. I sit on the couch avoiding his eyes. "I need you to answer a question." He says. I keep looking away from him.

   "Just nod or say yes or shake your head or say no." He says slowly. I nod my head slowly. "Do you love her?" He asks. I look at him confused. "What?" I ask. My voice is rough and hoarse. "Do you love Vanessa?" Travis asks again.

   "Of course I love Vanessa. She's my best friend." I say lowly. I could feel a pinch in my chest. But that pain wasn't as strong as the other pains in my body.

   "Do you love her as more than a friend?" He asks. I feel tears in my eyes. I can't let them fall. I can't cry right now. I feel a single tear roll down my face. Fuck. "Do you?" He asks curiously.

   "Stop." I say just above a whisper. "I can see the way you look at her. I can tell you're in love with her. She makes you happier than I have ever made you." Travis says sadly. "Stop. Please." I cry.

   Now the tears were spilling out of my eyes. There was no use stopping them now. "Just say it. Say you're in love with her." Travis says.

   You aren't in love with her. That's disgusting. You can't be in love with a girl. She will never love you back. She will hurt you. You will get your heart broken.

  "I said stop." I say but it was mostly sobs. "You can't lie to me, Madelaine. I can see right through you." Travis states. Why won't he stop?

   Just say you don't love her. Why is it so hard for you? She doesn't love you. You like guys anyways. Not that anybody would ever love you though. Vanessa is too good for you. You don't deserve anybody.

   Now I'm sobbing. Hopefully the loudness of my cries will make the voice quieter. "Madelaine," Travis says. He comes up to me and grabs my hand. I scream in pain. He pulls his hand back quickly.

   Run. He's going to hurt you. This is your chance to get away. Run. Through the front door. Run until you can't move. I listen to my mind and stand up quickly.

   I run out the front door. I hear Travis yelling for me but I don't look back. I keep running. I don't know where I'm going.

   I find myself on a porch that looks familiar. My hand knocks on the door but I couldn't hear the knock. Everything was silent. I look at my self in the glass door.

   I'm pale. My eyes are bloodshot with dark bags under them. My hair is soaked. I look behind me and see the pouring rain. I don't feel it. I don't hear it. I look back to the door and see a worried Vanessa.

   I see her mouth moving but I don't hear her speaking. She moves to let me inside but I can't move. She grabs my hand and drags me into the house. She takes me into a room and sets me on a couch.

   She's talking but it's silent. I can't hear her. Why? She leaves and comes back with a towel and wraps it around me. She cups my face, and looks me in the eyes. I can see the worry in her eyes. It's not worry. It's pity. I ignore the voice not caring in the moment whatever it's saying.

   I hear her muffled voice. She gives me a tea. When did she make this? I drink it and her voice gets louder.

   After moments of me drinking the tea I can hear her voice perfectly. "Mads? Mads, please answer me. Are you okay? Why are you here?" Vanessa asks repeatedly.

   "Nessa." I manage to croak out. She quits speaking and looks at me with teary eyes. "What's wrong?" She asks. "I just had to leave my house. Can I stay here tonight?" I ask quietly.

   I'm starting to question if I even have a voice anymore. She nods quickly, "Of course you can. Let me get you some clothes. I will start you a warm bath. You must be freezing." She says quickly while running into the bathroom.

   She comes back a while later. She grabs my hand and leads me to the bathroom. "Here. Take a bath while I get you some clothes." She says leaving the bathroom. I tried to get undressed but I couldn't move. I tried to move my arms but it felt like millions of needles digging into my skin.

   After minutes of me standing there she comes back into the bathroom. "What's wrong Mads?" Vanessa asks. Instead of speaking I just raise my arms. I wince quietly. It hurt like hell. She takes off my top and throws it to the side. I turn around and she unclasps my bra.

   I turn to face her and she takes in a sharp breath. "Do you need me to take your bottoms off too?" She asks slowly. I nod tiredly. She squats down and pulls down my shorts and underwear. I walk to the tub and sit down.

   I sit in the tub and stare at the water. I just couldn't move. I tried but it hurt. "Do you want me to bathe you?" She ask sitting next to the tub. I nod embarrassed.

   My best friend shouldn't have to give me a bath. I'm not a two year old. I feel tears roll down my cheeks. I'm pathetic.

   How pathetic do you have to be to not be able to give yourself a bath. Look at you. Making this poor girl wash your disgusting body. She's disgusted. You should be ashamed of yourself.

   Great. Now I'm sobbing while being treated like a child. "Mads." Vanessa coos while holding my chin. "No need to be sad, okay. I'm always here for you. I love you. I'll do anything for you. Even if that means giving you a bath." She says giving me a small smile. "I love you too." I mouth. My voice was gone. She kisses my forehead and continues to bathe me.

   Once she is done she gets me a towel and dries me off. "I got you some of my clothes. I got you a bra and some panties then I got you some shorts and a hoodie. Is that okay?" Vanessa asks. I nod, knowing I won't be able to form words.

   She puts on my undergarments. "Are they too small?" She asks. I shake my head. They fit perfectly actually. She puts on the shorts she got me. They hugged my thighs perfectly. Lastly she put on the hoodie. It was actually a pretty big hoodie. It smelt like her which I found comforting.

   "Okay. How about you go get comfortable in the bed and I will get you some tea with honey for your throat?" Vanessa suggests. I nod.

   She looks at me probably expecting me to go to the bedroom. I stretch out my arms and make repeating grabbing motions with my hands. She smiles and picks me up.

   She carries me to the bed and tucks me in before leaving to the kitchen. I hear her talking. "Hello? Yeah. She's with me. Are you okay? Okay. She's spending the night here. Okay. Goodnight Travis."

   Did he tell her? You didn't say anything. There's nothing for him to say. You just ran. That's because you told me to. Yeah but now what are you going to do when you see him again? Fuck. Vanessa comes into the room and hands me a tea.

   "Drink this then we can go to sleep. I bet you're tired." She said sweetly. I nod. I drink the tea and turn to face Vanessa. "Who were you talking to?" I ask with my raspy voice. At least it was coming back slowly.

   "It was just Travis. He was worried about you and asked where you were." She explains. "He doesn't need to worry about me." I mumble. "He's your boyfriend it's his job to worry." She whispers.

   "Maybe I don't want him to be my boyfriend." I mumble. "Why would you say that?" Vanessa asks confused. "Doesn't matter. Can we sleep?" I ask giving her a sad smile. "Of course." She smiles. I cuddle into her and fall asleep peacefully.

Sorry if this was bad. I made it in like an hour and I wasn't even aware of what I wrote most of the time. Hopefully you guys like it though.