Chapter 48

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Milo Delavan
"Hellooooo...Earth to Milo Delavan?" Someone cackled. I couldn't tell who it was cause my hearing was a little screwed. Everything just sounded like nothing but echoes. I was trippin right now.

Fluttering my eyes open, it took a while for my sight to come back. It'd been blurry at first but I figured I blacked out randomly. This happened time to time when I was too much into my thoughts.

Then I realized what'd been happening. Madeline had been standing over me with the bowl of popcorn I'd been eating earlier. Shawty was lightly kicking me in the head too.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" I gasped, immediately sitting up on the ground and trying to process why my DEAD SISTER and I were face to face.

She'd looked so different. Hair straggly and frizzy. Not in those neat curls I remember seeing her in. Clothes were baggy and torn up like she'd been getting her clothes from the salvation army.

Only thing she had on that was name brand was some beat up old converse. Not to mention her skin was pale.

She just looked...different. Bad different.

"Relax pin head

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"Relax pin head. It's just me...and you could stop calling me Madeline. It's Maddy. I dropped the 'deline' centuries ago." She huffed, munching on my popcorn.

"I have so many questions right now. Where's my phone? What time is it? How long have I been out? Why are you here? How are you alive? Am I dreaming? Is this just a bad dream? What the fuck!?!" I panicked, hyperventilating.

She rolled her eyes. "Your exactly how I remember. Overdramatic as fuck. But I could answer two of those questions. You were knocked out for about 10 minutes and no this is not a dream Mi-Mi."

"Madeline. How is this even possible? You died so long ago. Hundreds of years ago." I responded, still trying to wrap my head around what was going on.

"Actually...no I didn't. You don't remember much of that night...do you?" She asked sitting on the couch and crossing her legs. "You comfortable on that floor?"

Getting up from the floor, I joined her on the couch.

"I only remember bits and pieces. All I know is that you either died or escaped and hid in the other realm." I shrugged. "The whole family thinks your dead though."

"You don't remember me not siting the 10 commandments? I definitely can't remember them now." She chuckled. "Me almost getting hung. You and butt head, aka Luca leaving me for dead? My dramatic exit? With the green eyes and the storm? Having a mob of angry white people chase after us?"

"Madeline-"

"Maddy." She corrected me.

"...Maddy it was 300 and sum years ago. How the fuck am I supposed to remember?" I asked.

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