Backstage ➳ Madnessa

-8

Vanessa's POV

"Oh, sorry" I mumble as Madelaine and I go to grab the bread at the same time.

Madelaine's hand lingers over mine for a while, I look over to her to see why she isn't taking it off but it looked like she was zoned out.

I took my hand out from under hers and went to walk away leaving the bread for her.

"Uh, wait! You can have the bread" Madelaine said, snapping back to reality.

I spin around and take the bread, flashing her a small smile while taking the bread to the counter.

Madelaine follows me over and jumps onto the counter, swinging her legs off the edge.

I look at her and then back to the bread, I begin to make a sandwich, not making eye contact.

"Nessa..." She says, levelling her head so she could see my face. "Are you going to talk to me?"

I sigh and look down, I breath in sharply and exhale.

"I don't know" I mumble.

"Vanessa, is this about last night?" She asks, placing her hand over mine. I pull away quickly and look up at her.

I nod slightly and look back down at my feet. She grabs a strand of my hair and starts twirling it between her fingers.

"Talk to me, what's wrong?" She asks softly. I look back up to her and furrow my eyebrows.

"What's wrong? Well, to start, my best friend is leaving for Vancouver in like a week for like a whole year! And next, I have no other friends in LA! And last, I..." I trail off hesitating to finish my sentence.

"And last, you what, Nessa?"  She asks dropping the strand of hair.

"And last, I think I may like her more than friends" I mumble fast enough that she couldn't have heard it.

"You what? Nessa speak up" She says.

I look at her, frozen for a minute before I drop the knife I was using to butter my bread.

I bend down to pick it up and walk over to the dishwasher, I put in and walk back to where both my sandwich and Madelaine were.

I pick up the sandwich and walk away to my room. Madelaine follows me like a lost puppy.

"I'm going to take a shower can you please stop following me?" I ask softly, not turning around.

She stops and I see her nod out the corner of my eye and walk away. I shake my head and walk to my room and lock the door.

I sat down on my bed and finished my sandwich. I put the plate on the nightstand and get up and to go to the bathroom when I hear a knock at my door.

"Vanessa did you take a shower yet?" Madelaine asks, still knocking.

"No, Madelaine!" I yell so she can hear me through the door. I wasn't planning on taking a shower this morning I just said that so she would stop following me.

As I was washing my hands from going to the bathroom I thought about calling someone and talking to them about these feelings I'm having for Madelaine.

I head over to my bed and pull out my phone, I look through my contacts and think about calling my sister.

I think for a while and then press call.

Ring. Ring. Ring. Ri-

C: Hello?

V: Hi, Celina