WITCH

FOUR

"Has anyone seen Madison?"
Mickey asked, eyes watery and out of breath.
"No, what's wrong?"
Zoe asked softly, concern on her features.
"I-I don't know. She wasn't in her bed last night and-"
Mickey cut himself off swallowing hard.
"And what?"
Zoe urged him on.
"He thinks something's wrong."
Nan spoke up as Mickey nodded his head.
"I'm sure the girls fine."
Fiona sighed lighting a cigarette.
Mickey shook his head, turning to Cordelia with pleading eyes.
"Something is wrong."
He insisted to the woman.
The blonde rested a hand on his shoulder softly, the other resting on his face.
"I will look for Madison."
Cordelia gave a small smile as Mickey nodded.
"Thank you."
Mickey whispered shakily, slowly making his way back to his room.
"Where are you Madi?"

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"You're being morbid, Madison's not dead."
Zoe glared as Nan lit another candle for the girl.
"Then why can't I hear her anymore?"
Nan asked as Mickey sat in the corner of the room, knees pressed to his chest.
"Maybe she found a way to keep you out of her head, I know I've been trying."
Queenie shook her head with a small laugh.
"This is different,"
Mickey spoke up, the three witches frowning at his bloodshot eyes.
"What do you mean?"
Zoe asked softly.
"Madison doesn't just go missing without telling me first."
Mickey cried breathlessly, shaking his head as he held back tears.
"She's passed."
Nan told them, Mickey biting his lip hard at the thought.
"We should be out looking for her."
Zoe told the other three witches.
"Fiona told us to stay inside."
Nan reminded the brunette.
Mickey scoffed, standing and walking over to Madison's jewelry box.
He took out a small bag filled with powder and dumped some on his hands, snorting it hard as he sighed in relief.
"Fiona's probably the one responsible for this."
Mickey rubbed his nose, ignoring the stunned looks of the others.
"Maybe Madison isn't dead. Maybe you're being over dramatic."
Zoe insisted once again.
"None of you would understand."
Mickey scoffed, taking his sweater out of his closet.
"Why not?"
"Maybe because you're all insufferably stupid."
Mickey shouted, the hard glare on his face making Zoe step back.
"This is my sister,"
Mickey turned to face Queenie and Nan.
"My twin. If Madison was leaving she would have told me. Left a note or sent a text, but nothing. Not a call or a warning. She's just gone."
"What if she just forgot? What if she just doesn't give as much as a shit about you as you thought?"
Queenie asked as Mickey glared.
"Madison has never left without me. I'm telling you right now someone in this house killed her, and if none of you want to help me prove it then I'll do it myself."