#madison thread.

" i'll never understand this . " she chokes out while ignoring the sting that the tears create in the base of her eyes . she hadn't slept in over fifty-something hours. had honestly lost count after the second sleepless night . spent every waking moment willing herself not to care while simultaneously texting him over and over, praying for a response that would rid her of this sinking feeling. " i've done everything right. i-i jump when you say jump, i don't entertain other guys, i defend you to my parents, i never complain when you ditch me for your friends so what is it ? " she glances toward him, " what's wrong with me ? "

     “   casey  ?  ”  tone  rises  slightly  at  the  end  of  his  name  to  signify  how  genuinely  confused  she  was  to  see  him  standing  in  this  room  —  surrounded  by  her  father’s  colleagues  ,  supporters  ,  and  whoever  this  female  was  next  to  him  .  eyes  glance  away  from  features  briefly  ,  just  to  get  a  better  look  at  her  . “  what  are  you  ...  ?  ”  doing  here  ,  with  her  ,  is  what  she  means  to  add  but  he  already  knows  that  ,  doesn’t  he  ? 

“ i don’t understand what the big deal is . it’s not like i’m asking you to marry me . it’s one post . one , single post to let the world know that you’re not still hung up on your ex and i’m what — asking for too much ? ” tone is broken up into frantic shards as she moves around the room , pacing out of frustration that had been brewing beneath the surface for longer than she’d be willing to admit . “ i’m sick of this . ” she adds , shooting him a sharp glare , “ i’m so over being disrespected for the sake of your stupid record sales . ”

“   she  can  never  know  what  happened  between  us  .  ” 

“   we   don’t   have   to   talk   about   it   .   ”   especially   not   now   ,   not   with   a   car   full   of   their   closest   friends   .   “   how   much   longer   until   we’re   at   the   cabin   ?   ”