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Chapter 17

Maddie woke up to the sound of power tools whirring a little too loud for her liking. Her mind was banging like someone was drilling into her skull instead of whatever they were doing in the next room. The blinds were wide open and the room was flooded with early morning light. Maddie groaned and rolled over in her bed burying her face into her pillow.

She only had foggy memories of the previous night, which was odd because she didn't remember drinking that much and alcohol hadn't given her this bad of a hangover in a very long time. She could vaguely remember drinking something she'd never had before, something she'd assumed at the time to be a drug of some sort. She had no recollection of how she got home, but she couldn't imagine it was subtle.

When the intrusive sound of the power tools didn't stop Maddie rolled over in her big bed and slowly sat up, her head swirling despite her precautions. She managed to get out of bed, hammers still bashing into her skull. She caught sight of herself int the mirror in her bedroom and groaned. She looked beyond bad, she looked half dead, black remnants of mascara was smudged around her eyes and her hair looked like a birds nest.

With a sigh she made her way out of her bedroom, the sound of the drill getting louder as she headed down the hall. She then saw Johnny standing on a step ladder just outside of the open front door, an open tool box by his feet. As Maddie padded towards him the sound of the drill finally stopped, now just ringing in her ears.

"Good morning" Johnny ground out his tone cold, contrasting to the greeting.

Maddie wasn't sure what to say, she wasn't sure what he already knew so she asked another questions instead "what are you doing?" She mumbled, her voice hoarse from her dry throat.

"Installing a security camera" Johnny muttered.

"Why?" Maddie asked cautiously.

"So I get a notification every time someone goes in or out of the door" he deadpanned.

"Johnny-" Maddie begun but she trialed off "is that really necessary?" She finally asked.

"Apparently so" he muttered "because I can't trust people not to sneak out in the middle of the night and go to a fucking night club" Johnny snapped, his voice more aggressive than Maddie had hoped.

"I'm so sorry-" Maddie began to stutter but Johnny cut her off with the sound of the drill whirring once more. Maddie just sighed and headed to the kitchen where she found Mark sitting at the counter with his head in his hands. Maddie didn't say anything and instead just picked up a glass and filled it with water before downing the entire glass in a few seconds, she filled it up again and repeated the process.

"He's so mad at you dude" Mark muttered from the counter.

"You don't say" Maddie scoffed opening the liquor cabinet and pulling out a random bottle.

"More alcohol?" Mark muttered looking over at her "is that really a good idea with Johnny about to go crazy?"

"No" Maddie admitted "but if I'm going to school I need a little something to carry me through"

"Come on you don't need it" Mark sighed.

"No I swear it's science" she insisted "Drinking alcohol prevents the conversion of methanol to formaldehyde, or something like that"