Sandbox Love Never Dies

Aftermath

It had been a few weeks since her arrival at the academy and she already felt as if she was at home. After Madison flipped the bus full of frat boys that traumatic night a few weeks prior, she swore revenge on any survivor of the bus crash, and promised both herself and her best friend that she was going to make them pay. When she caught wind of the main frat boy Archie being one of the only survivors, she snuck out of the house and used the curse bestowed upon her to her advantage, and she left the hospital feeling relieved that he couldn't hurt her emotionally damaged friend again. When she found out what Zoe had did for her, she wanted to bring Kyle back from the dead, but she graciously denied the tempting offer, wanting such a sweet and caring boy to finally be able to rest in peace. 

However, that induced a fight between them and they hadn't spoken since then, but Zoe heard her painful cries in the shower at night when she thought she was masking them with the flow of the shower and wanted nothing more than to hold her as tight and close as she possibly could, battling her demons for her so she didn't think that she had to do it alone. Today was like no other, she had attended her classes and worked on her skills to increase the newfound power she had discovered the night of the party, and then retreated to her room to read a book while the other witches were left to their own devices. She was reaching the climax of the book she was immersed in when the door slammed open and in walked Madison, looking as deadly and radiant as she normally did, but there was something off about her aura; a certain sadness hung over her like a dark cloud that she was so desperately trying to hide from anyone paying attention but she knew the blonde better than that. She marked her place in the book in her hands and she tossed it to the end of the bed, swinging her legs so that her feet were touching the ground and she was facing the bed across the room that her friend lounged on, who was scrolling through her twitter feed or some other form of social media she had created when she was still big as an actress. 

The room was tense and uncomfortable, and she hated feeling like that around the older girl, but there was nothing she could really do, she couldn't be the only person that put in effort to communicate and she'd be damned if that's what the other girl had in her head. She expected people to fall at her feet, to clamber at the chance to be her friend and beg for her forgiveness if they did something to blemish the trust she had given them, but she wasn't going to do that, she had never begged or bowed down to anyone before, and she certainly wasn't going to start now.

"Do you need something?" Madison snapped, her ears piercing the brunette to the core, trying to intimidate her, but she wouldn't back down. She sat up straight and folded her hands in her lap, staring at her with just as much cruelness in her eyes that her friends contained and they were locked in a stare off until she finally scoffed and disappeared into the bathroom, bolting the door behind her. Zoe smiled silently to herself as she rolled back onto her stomach and grabbed the book she was reading earlier, immersing herself once again into a story that could not be as fucked up as her own.

It was later that night and Zoe had long since finished her book, which led to her going on a mini exploration of the house to further familiarize herself with the place she was now calling home. She ran her hand over various paintings and photographs and antiques but nothing peaked her interest as it should have. She weaved in and out of different rooms, whether they were occupied or unoccupied, and she enjoyed the quiet for once. She had grown to love all the girls at the academy, but they fought like cats and dogs, and she could easily say that it annoyed her to the ends of the earth but because she cared so deeply for all of them, she didn't say anything about the petty arguments or use of magic to hurt one another, she just kept to herself like she always had even before finding out that she was a witch.