Maddie's POV (again, sorry I needed to make it her POV again so it would make sense)
Mom sees me sitting slightly apart from Kendall and she sees Kendall's tears and assumes the worst.
"MADISON NICOLE MILLER! HOW DARE YOU MAKE MY SWEET LITTLE KENDALL CRY! AND YET YOU ASSUME YOU'RE A PERFECT LITTLE ANGEL," Mom yells. I flinch. Mom's only yelled at me like this once before. Kalani and Mackenzie not being here must have gotten to her. But does she mean it? Am I really not her perfect little angel? Is Kendall her favourite? Does she hate me? I burst into tears. Now both Kendall and I are crying.
"GOOD, YOU LITTLE CRYBABY. YOU SHOULD BE SAD AFTER HURTING MY PRECIOUS PERFECT LITTLE ANGEL," Mom screams. Her perfect little angel? But that's me! Kendall's replacing me. I need Mackenzie and Kalani back here, or else I won't be mom's favourite. And I'm not her perfect little angel anymore! Kendall is!
"No, mom! It's not what it looks like. I was crying because I had a horrible nightmare, Maddie was helping me, not making me cry," Kendall explains. Kendall has fully stopped crying now, but I'm still crying. Mom looks at Kendall and then at me sobbing.
"My gosh, Maddie, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to... I thought that you'd made her cry," Mom explains.
"But did you mean it? Do you really think I'm a crybaby too? Is Kendall your perfect little angel? Am I not anymore? Is Kendall your favourite? Am I not your favourite anymore?" I sob.
"No, honey. Kendall is an angel, but she's not you. You're my perfect little angel. And you'll always be my favourite," Mom answers. I look at Kendall. She smiles at me. But there's something she didn't answer.
"But do you really think I'm a crybaby?" I ask.
"Well," Mom starts.
"So you do," I cry. I run out of the room. I'm not good enough for Mom. I'm good enough for this family. I'm not even good enough for this world! Mom and Kendall run after me. I go through to the kitchen with Kendall close behind me. Mom is slightly behind us. I pick up our sharpest kitchen knife. I'm not good enough. I don't deserve to live. I get ready to stab myself.
"Maddie, no!" Kendall exclaims. I look at her. Maybe she's right. Maybe I shouldn't. No. Stop. I need to. I'm not good enough. Mom herself couldn't say to me that I wasn't a crybaby. Mom comes through the door a second before I nearly stab myself.
"NO! MADDIE!" Mom shouts. I look at her.
"I'm not good enough for you, for anybody for the world. Nobody will care," I explain.
"Oh Maddie. Of course you're good enough for me. You're good enough for Kendall too. And of course we'll care! You're my perfect little angel," Mom describes.
"But you said I was a crybaby," I put the knife down. Mom and Kendall breathe out.
"I never said you were. Can we please talk about this in the lounge?" Kendall asks.
"Good idea," Mom agrees. I follow them through to the lounge. We sit down.
"Honey, what I was trying to say was that you do cry a lot, to be fair, but that's because of your anxiety!" Mom explains.
"Wait. You knew?" I ask. I've been trying to keep it a secret for so long, and now I find out they already knew?
"Of course! You think Mom wouldn't care about your mental health?" Kendall replies.
"Well, I mean," I start.
"Why didn't you tell us, my perfect little angel?" Mom inquires.
"I... I...I didn't want you to think I was a freak and put me with Mackenzie and Kalani," I explain.
"Oh, honey, we'd never do that to you! You can only get better, and plus, you're my favourite. Forever.," Mom replies.
"Yeah, you're the nicest girl I know, Maddie! If mom did start hurting you though, I'd make sure Mom came to her senses," Kendall agrees.
"It's late, girls. We should get to bed," Mom says.
"Yeah, but... my nightmare!" Kendall exclaims.
"Sleep with me," I offer. Kendall smiles at me.
"You'll forget about it in two minutes, Kendall! Is it really necessary?" Mom argues.
"It'll make her feel better. And me too. In fact, can we have a joint room? It'll help me sleep," I explain.
"We'll see. But for tonight, I guess you can," Mom agrees.
"Thank you!" Kendall and I recognize.
"Now off to bed! We have dance tomorrow!" Mom exclaims. We smile at her and go to my bedroom. We climb into bed.
"Night, Maddie," Kendall whispers.
"Night, Kendall," I reply.
"Love you," she says.
"Love you too," I agree. Kendall moves towards me and hugs me. She really does care! I hug her back. For the first time in years, I fall asleep within 10 minutes.
Ok, so if you have a dirty mind... do I really need to say it? No, it isn't what you think. They are sisters, this is an innocent story, keep it PG, please!! So stop thinking of that and just comment, vote and move on to the next chapter.
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