This Is a Wasteland

Part Nine

*One month later*

I like where things are with Tony and I.

It’s like we’re together, but we’re not.

Only irritating thing with him is that he’s constantly on his phone since we went to that concert a while back.

“Maddie.” Tony calls as he gets upstairs.

“Mhmm?”

“You’re staying at my house right?”

I spin around and look to him.

“Of course I am, you butt.”

He grins and plops down on my bed.

“Finishing packing?”
“Yeah. This week went by a lot faster than I thought it would.”

I pull my hair into a bun and put the rest of my make up into my backpack.

“You’re so cute.” Tony mumbles.

“What?”

“Nothing.” He says shaking his head.

“Okay.” I say laughing a tad.

“Ready to go?”

“Yep.” I say putting on my backpack.

He grabs my suitcase and we walk downstairs.

“Hi-me I’m staying at Tony’s! Make sure you lock the door before you leave for Vic’s tonight!” I shout.

“Okay!” He shouts back.

“He’s gonna forget.”

“I know.” I sigh.

We walk out to his car and set off to his house, the last night in town for this summer.

"Maddie!”

My eyes bolt open and look at the light shining around the blue room.

“Warped Tour!” I scream getting out of Tony’s bed.

He picks me up and spins both of us around.

He sets me down and flips his hair forward, drenching me in the process.

“Tony!”
He laughs and awkwardly runs his fingers through his hair.

“I’m gonna shower before the bus is gets here.”
“How long are you gonna be?”
“Fifteen maybe twenty minutes.”
“Okay.”
I give him a weird look and walk into his bathroom.

As I get undressed, I feel off.

Depression is back definitely.

“Fuck.” I mutter to myself.

I knew something was off this last week.

Oh well, act like nothing’s wrong.

I shower faster than usual, brush my hair, put on my yoga shorts and tank top, and do my makeup.

“To-ny.” I sing opening the bathroom door to his bedroom.

“Oh my god!” He screams pulling a blanket over him.

I giggle like a school girl and cover my eyes.

“Tony!” I say laughing.

I hear shuffling and uncover my eyes.