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Maddie
My fault is loving so hard to ungrateful and undeserving people, same with my love life. Messy! Imagine giving my V- card to the guy who leaves my messages unread. Yes, I'm that girl. The girl who fell for his childhood friend and right here standing at the sidelines cheering I wish he could finally look at me and see me not just as an assistant. “Woohoo! You're really heating it hard Jamie. Go..go..go” I shouted from the sidelines taking every amazing shot I could use for the newsletter. Jamie is just one person who I had in mind to appear on the school homepage when the article is written. My big rimmed glasses shifted but I never cared to adjust it back but rather focused on getting more shots. I'm Maddie Malone, the team assistant nobody sees, took this job so I could get closer to Jamie hoping one day he will look my way. Planning on telling him about my feelings later today, took me so much time to make this bold step. The ball rolled over hitting me to my feet causing my big round glasses to fly from my nose and hit the floor with a soft rattle. Leaving my camera dangling around my neck, I bent low, squirting my eyes and searching with my hands for my glasses. I hear footsteps stop right In front of me, the signature perfume of Jamie mixed with sweat filled my nose. Hope soared through me as I looked up to him standing right in front of me with a disgusting look on his face. His face faint making it impossible to see him clearly. Finally Jamie Doner finally looked at me, a bright smile spread across my face but never cared if it was reciprocated. I thought he would help me but just sighed, taking the ball before sprinting back to the field completely ignoring me. I have been ignored before but him and I'm getting used to it but that didn't stop me from loving him. Jamie is like a breath that I breathe. Always wanting to be around him. “I guess your face was smacked” it's Carlson the school golden boy and playboy. He picked up my glasses, placed them on my face, and shook my head like I'm five years old. I slapped his hand off disgustedly over him. Practice is over but I never got a chance to speak to Jamie since he's all over with his friends. Instead I went over to my dorm only to meet the delivery guy on my doorstep. “Thank you” I said to the delivery guy after I had signed for my parcel. It's a gift from my mother, a navy blue box tied with an orange ribbon with a letter attached. I got into my room blewing with excitement as I read through my mother's words. “My Angel, you know I will never miss your birthday for anything in the world but I'm sorry it turned out this way. Your 18th birthday should be special for you, do something special for yourself and yeah don't forget to make a wish before you blow off your candle. Welcome to being an adult. Love and light” I held the card to my chest, shutting my eyes momentarily, the image of my mother played in my head. She has been away for four months and I miss her so much. Speaking of doing something special. I can finally tell Jamie about how I feel about him. But what if he rejects me? I shook my head from those negative thoughts. “It's my birthday and I should do something special for myself or I will die a virgin.” I whispered to myself. I undied the box to see the hand made creamy cardigan and I felt so special irrespective of mum’s busy schedule she still had the time to make a cardigan for me. I will cherish this forever. I stepped out of my dorm with mum's words ringing in my head. I stood in front of Jamie's room with a shaky hand as I waited for him to open up. Taking a deep breath to calm my nerves the door finally flies open to reveal Jamie on bare chested and on a white towel. My breath hangs. “Maddie” he's shocked to see me at his door way. “Jamie I hope I could talk to you” “Can we do this later?” He tried to push me away but I have kept this feeling for years and it's time to let it out and without any further negotiation I pressed on not aware it's going to be the worst day of my life. “Jamie Doner, I have feelings for you and I'm hoping you could take my virginity on my 18th birthday” almost out of breath when I'm done. Imagine offering yourself as a piece offering. I'm offering myself to a guy who doesn't even value me but I thought with time he would see the amazing person I am. Never expecting a clap from behind, Jamie widened his door stepping aside. Veronica closed in with her tripod stand. My eyes widen in panic, losing every sense of sanity in me. I could have ran but deep rooted to my feet. I took a glance at Jamie who had a small smile on his face. “Say hello to my 5000 followers watching you confess your feelings, desperately for Jamie. A needy virgin who wants to get laid” I truly wish the ground could open. I wish I could take back my words. I didn't just make a costly mistake but I had other students who were watching me live get the biggest humiliation of my life. “Go on Maddie, I bet you aren't done yet. Go on tell my followers how needy you are” she drew a small microphone to my face, tears rattled inside me when I realized I'm alone and her high soprano voice attracted passerby students who laughed at me.Maddie Carlson stands and then leaves.I panicked. He promised he wasn't going to leave. Did I say anything wrong? I thought for a second. The thought of being alone scares me, often—not often lately.I have always had those weird thoughts. I'm an Icelander. I hardly have friends, nor do I have one at home except for Jamie, so the little affection he shows to me feels like love and a world to me.I will say I was stupid and vulnerable for believing all his lies; he was a friend I could talk to. We shared the same window that happened to face each other, so every night after my father had tucked me into bed.I patiently wait at the window for him; sometimes he never shows up, and I feel so sad that night, but whenever he shows up, then I have someone who is willing to listen to my rant.We were super duper close, and that built up a feeling I never expected.But this one right now feels different. It feels I'm safe. It feels I'm with the right one. I don't have to act in a certain
Maddie Sometimes the pain we feel feels like it's about to consume us.The grief.The heaviness of our chest and the sadness.Sometimes I want to wake up normally without so much pain. This is the reality. Everything dearest to my heart has a way of hurting me, and the people closest to me make it even worse.The pain when it surfaced again. Acting like it wasn't there and won't be there is like lying to myself.Being lied to, especially about part of your existence, is the worst thing that can ever happen to someone.Now I know what to do with the truth: stop loving, confront the person I have loved all my life, or wait patiently for the next that will unfold.Recently my brain has slowly been trained to accept pain. I want to be happy, but I don't know how. Even if Carlson is trying his best to make me cheer up, that doesn't justify my fear.What if he leaves me one day? What if he wakes up one morning and tells me he doesn't have feelings for me anymore? How am I supposed to liv
Maddie Do you know the best feeling? Having someone by your side during tough moments. Those times in life have to measure you and throw you off balance.Last night's kiss means a world to me; it is not the regular kind of kiss, but the kind of kiss that comes with assurance, the promise of "I will always be here for you in every step of the way." That reassuring promise is what is keeping me sane.My lips curled into a smile, a smile of gratitude. A smile that says thank you for always being here for me no matter the tantrums and no matter what happens.I stared at him; the silence of our hearts spoke it all. His hand cradles my face, and it was the best feeling ever. I knelt down and didn't know when I fell asleep.I didn't want to wake up because I don't want to face whatever that is ahead of me. I can't face my mom; she has her reasons for whatever went wrong, but that bad decision gave birth to me, but the problem is her hiding it from me this long.When was she planning to
Carlson Her hand moves underneath my clothes, blushing my chest like a girl who knows what she wants.Not breaking eye contact with me, it feels like we see each other now. It feels like she is staring deeply into my soul.I see vulnerability.I see a girl who wants to run from her pains.I see a girl who wants to forget her pains.She wasn't ready yet, not one she would blame me for. I want our first to not be an escape from pain.I don't want her to wake up the next morning regretting everything or telling me to my face that it means nothing.It's nothing; it's so easy to say, and that will come with a perpetual pain and rejection I didn't budget for, so instead I grip her hand to a stop.Turning her over before she can even say a word. I'm on top of her, and her breast is so perky.I could see her standing nibbles underneath her nightie begging to be fuddled and sucked.It's so tempting that I lick my bottom lip. I want her so badly. I admit to that, but not this way.Not a night d
Carlson "Maddie, I know you're mad; please calm down." I paused.“I can't let it out. Where are you going to? It's late, and it's dangerous out there."“You can't stop me," she yells. I swear all my life I have never seen Maddie this angry. She's always been a soft girl, a girl who breaks so easily, but now I could see the fire in her eyes, like she was saying, "Nobody can stop me."Yeah, I understand her pain, but then can't she see she's putting herself more in danger going out there?I'm not going to let her, no matter what she says to me. Even though the world feels like it's leaving her behind. I just want her to know I will always be there for her.I will always support her and be the shoulder she can lean on. I watched as her chest rose and fell and the way her fingers folded into a ball. It feels like she's about to lunge towards me, and she's trying to hold up together.I don't mean her tearing up her pain on me. It's okay to react and never hold it back. I don't reall
Maddie The moment I met her eyes as she tries to come closer to me. I felt this anger rise to my chest.All this while I have been fooled. I swear my mom needs to be given the best award for acting her role so perfectly.She tries to touch me, but then I point a finger at her.“Don't even come close." The tears ran down like a river as another wave of pain hit me hard, and it felt like I was about to suffocate."Maddie," that sweet voice I have always wanted to hear each day. I turned to look at him with my teary face. He says nothing but just hugs me.Carlson always comes through, always there at my worst moment. I'm beginning to believe him more than people I call my family. At least he doesn't hide secrets from me.“Everything is going to be fine, Maddie." He rubs my back; it should make me feel alright, but then I feel worse because I hate to hear it.I hate to believe that everything will be alright.It's just a lie, a mirage, because it keeps getting worse and worse.I sniff







