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

Chapter 12

       [MADELAINE'S POV]
Vanessa woke me up from my nap. Camila was now here with my antibiotics. "Let's go sit in the living room to talk." Vanessa says getting out of the bed. I slump into the bed and make a pouty face. She smiles at me, "Want me to carry you to the living room?" She giggles. I nod my head with a proud grin on my face. I stretch out my arms and wrap them around her neck. She picks me up out of bed and holds me up by putting her arms under my thighs. "You're such a big baby." She laughs putting me onto the couch. I make a pouty face, "I'm not a baby." I argue. She leans in until her face is right in front of mine. "You're my baby." Vanessa says before pecking my lips. I giggle and she grabs a bag. "You need to take your antibiotics." She states before digging into the bag. I shake my head, "No. What if they're gross?" I ask. "It's medicine it's not supposed to taste good." Vanessa giggles. She puts the medicine in a tiny cup. She tries to give it to me but I shake my head. "If you take the medicine I'll take you to Veggie Grill." She bribes. I smile at that. I don't remember the last time I had Veggie Grill. I open my mouth slightly agreeing to take the medicine. She puts the cup up to my lips and pours it slowly. I drink it quickly hating the taste. It was sour. "Thank you." Vanessa says kissing my head. She sits beside me and looks to the other couch which Camila was sitting at. "Hi Cami!" I say excitedly. "Hey Mads." She smiles nervously. I frown at that. "What's wrong?" I ask worriedly. "I'm just nervous is all." She says looking at her lap. She rubs her hands on jeans and takes in a shaky breath. "Cami, you can tell us anything. You know that, right?" Vanessa asks with a small smile. "It's just hard. Saying it all aloud. In front of the people who's opinions matter most. It's scary." Camila says quietly. "Camila, we aren't going to judge you. We're here for you." I explain wholeheartedly. Camila nods slowly. "I'm in love with someone." She says avoiding eye contact. "I'm happy for you Camila." Vanessa says sweetly. Camila shakes her head quickly. "She doesn't love me." Camila mutters quickly. "She?" I ask unsure. She nods, "She's in love with someone else." Camila finally looks up at us and she has tears in her eyes. "Camila," I say before getting up to sit next to her. She grabs onto me and holds me tightly while sobbing. "Who is it?" Vanessa asks. "L-lili." She says while sobbing. Vanessa looks at me with wide eyes. "Who's she in love with?" I ask while rubbing her back. "Cole." Camila chokes. "I'm so sorry Camila. I know you're very upset but don't give up hope." I say softly. She pulls away from me and looks at me confused, "Why? Won't I just get disappointed and heartbroken in the end?" She asks as tears stream down her cheeks. "I believe that love always finds a way." Vanessa says smiling at me. I nod agreeing. "If it's true love then you will find a way to be together." I smile. Camila looks at her hands in her lap. "I just don't want to get hurt..." She mumbles. "I know how you feel. I felt the same way, and I still kind of do." I say trying to comfort her. "I'm still trying to get out of that bad place. It takes time. If it doesn't work out we are here for you. If everything goes well then that's even better. Everybody gets hurt. You just have to grow from the hurt and become stronger." I say. "It's true. You might get hurt if not now you will later. You just have to realize that it will get better." Vanessa says. Camila nods looking at us sadly. "I should probably go." Camila says standing up. "You don't have to go. You can stay here for a bit." I offer. She shakes her head, "I'm going to have lunch with Casey. Thank you though." Camila says. I nod and give her a small smile. She gives me one back before leaving the house. Vanessa walks over to me and sits down beside me. "Babe, can I ask you a question?" She asks nervously. "You just did." I laugh. "I mean a serious question." Vanessa states. She looked serious so I decided to stop joking around, "Okay." I sigh. "Is that why I've never met your parents? Because they don't accept you." She asks sadly. I freeze surprised by the question. I open my mouth to talk but nothing comes out. Since I failed at responding verbally I just nod my head. She grabs my hand and holds it tight. "If you don't mind me asking. What did you do after your mom said all of that to you? Did you stay with her?" Vanessa asks. I sit silently for a moment and think back to the time. I have always tried to forget what happened. It's so vivid. "I did stay with her. I figured she would forget about it. She didn't. She never let me go out with friends. She never wanted any of my friends over. Every time I would ask she would yell and if I cried she would hit me and call me weak. She told my dad and his reaction was worse." I pause for a moment as tears fall down my cheeks. "He yelled and yelled and yelled. If he wasn't yelling he was hitting me. When he was stressed about work or mad about anything he would take his anger out on me. After a few months it got so bad that I was covered in cuts and in bruises. Nobody ever questioned it because it was such a small town that nobody really cared." I look to Vanessa and she has tears streaming down her face. "One day I decided to call my aunt. I told her everything that was going on and she told me to pack. I packed all of my clothes and waited for her. She came the next day and she took me. My mom and dad were protesting and saying I was fine. But I definitely did not look or feel fine. My aunt said she would call the cops if they tried to keep me there. They immediately backed off and my aunt threatened to call the cops if they ever tried to reach out to me again." Vanessa is looks at me with sad but glad eyes. She brings her hands up to my face and wipes my tears. "My aunt told me it was okay to be me. I just told her that I was confused. I was afraid to be myself because I didn't want to experience again what I experienced with my parents. They were just so cruel. It hurt so much." I say as more tears escape my eyes. "I just buried it inside of me and acted like I was what everyone wanted me to be. I went to a different school after healing from my cuts and bruises. I went through it trying to avoid anybody. I didn't want to risk getting hurt again. Once I turned eighteen I came to L.A. hoping everything was different and I could start over, and I did. I created a facade that I had great parents and great childhood. I tried to be perfect." I say sadly. Vanessa looked so hurt. "I can't believe you went through all of that." She says as tears fall down her cheeks. "I have been through a lot more but that was definitely the worse." I laugh trying to avoid the hurt I'm feeling. She gives me a frown. "Baby, it's not funny that you've been hurt. I don't want you hurt. I want you healthy and happy." Vanessa says looking at my frail body and bloodshot eyes. "I know, I just haven't talked about it. I haven't told anyone." I sigh. "I'm glad you felt comfortable enough to tell me." Vanessa says holding my hands. "I'm comfortable with telling you anything." I say giving her a small smile. She gives me one in return and pecks my lips. "I love you so much." She smiles. "I love you too." I say happily.

Sorry I haven't updated. My friends are over and they are very needy for attention. I told them I had to update then they kept me from updating by talking about how their fanfiction would go if they had one. Then we started talking about how people are a thing. Then we talked about demons and stuff. Honestly what the fuck? But I hope you guys like this chapter. Sorry it took so long to get it out. I know it's not good enough to make y'all wait for it.