Addicted to you and there's nothin' I can do

Chapter 30

I was up in my room packing all my shit, everything was going down hill, I had
just been kicked out of my own home, expelled and my parents probably hated the
living hell outta me and on top of that I didn't know where the fuck I would move.

Most my bags were packed when I heard footsteps entering my room quickly and as I looked up I saw it was Brandon. ''What the fuck, Madison, how could you not tell me you were fuckin' my bro, he's been living under this roof for months" Brandon yelled out, a pissed off face expression on his face as he looked at me.

"You know what, Brandon, I can't handle anymore fucking yelling, sorry that I love your friend, I fucking love him, and if that's a crime then I don't know, but if you're coming in her only to be mad and argue then I don't wanna talk to you right now'' I responded with a sigh, trying as hard as I could to hold in the tears that were threatening to fall down my cheeks.

''Fine, it ain't my fuckin' fault that the thing you're best at is ruining for yo'self'' He said as he walked out of the room angrily, slamming the door hardly behind him.

I sank down onto the floor, breathing deeply in and out trying to calm myself down when I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket as I took it up to see ''Trippie is trippin wants to face-time...''

I answered as a worried Trippie appeared on my screen. ''I'm so fuckin' sorry, Maddy, If I caused any problems, I shouldn't have taken that blunt into the fuckin' house. And It's mah fault that you got expelled, if it weren't for me...''

''Stop, Trippie...It ain't your fault, none of it. I am the problem'' I said weakly as I looked down onto the floor before I muttered ''Everyone fucking hates me'' And as I said those words, the tears that I had been holding in finally fell down my cheeks.

''What the hell you talkin' bout? Nobody can be able to hate you'' He answered and telling by the look on Trippie's face it seemed like that was the craziest thing he'd ever heard.

''My parents...they kicked me out and Brandon just found out bout us, I'm a hundred precent sure they all fucking hate me'' I said sadly.

''I'll pick you up, we'll figure this out, Madison, I swear'' Trippie promised before he finished our call. I wiped my tears away before taking a deep breath. Then I packed the last of my stuff before I got a message from Trippie telling me that he was outside. I walked down the stairs and opened the door. At ones when I saw him I completely broke down causing him to embrace me in a huge hug, pushing my hair out of my face.

"Hey, baby, it's gonna be okay, we'll figure this shit out'' He said assuringly as he wiped my warm tears away from my chin.  ''I'll help you lift your things into my car, aight?'' He asked me in which I only responded with a slight nod.

So Trippie walked into my house for a second time which caused me to feel like my heart was about to jump out of my chest. Just when we were about to walk up the stairs to my room we heard footsteps behind us. ''What the hell is he doing back her'' Her father yelled out.

I turned around and looked at my father, he didn't care that my eyes were puffy from all the crying nor that my life had just become a fucked up mess within only hours. ''Relax, he's only helping me get my stuff and then we'll be gone, cause that's what'll make you fucking happy, right?'' She said her voice cracking causing Trippie to take a hold of her hand comfortingly.

''For ones you're damn right, you're a disgrace for this family and i'll no longer acknowledge you as my own daughter'' He said emotionlessly and it truly broke my heart. I looked down at Trippie's fist and it was cleansed, I know what he wanted to do but even though I was angry at my father at that moment, I wouldn't let him. I shook my head to Trippie and hinted for him to follow me as we went up the staircase and into my room.

A good twenty minutes went by before all of my things were inside of Trippie's car and I sat inside of the car looking at my house for what I didn't know would be the last time. Trippie told me how Jah had agreed to let me live there with Trippie for as long as I needed and it caused my worry to drop a couple of levels down.

But still as we got home to Jah's the first thing I did was have on one of Trippie's hoodie and then I sank deeply into his bed crying my heart out. I laid there, on top of Trippie's chest, all my tears dripping onto his hoodie making it wet. And he just laid there running his fingers through my hair trying to comfort me.

I didn't know what do, I had been expelled, what would I do for a living without an education? My family hated me, they absolutely hated me, even my brother, everything was as fucked up as they could be, everything in my life had been ruined quicker than I'd ever imagined.