LOGINMaddie
“Is just eyes, I have the two of them” I walked over sitting at the edge of the bed, Carlson bent on one knee so close making my heart beat accelerate. There is something about him when he is so close to me and stares into my eyes like I’m the most special woman on earth. Just exaggerating. “You have the most beautiful eyes” I smiled again, this time not allowing his words to get to me. So needy to hear someone say those but assume it came from Jamie my day should be made then. “You’re flirting again” “Yeah but you have to flirt back” I thought for a while but no idea came to mind “I will do that with Jamie at the party” He shrugs making a face but doesn't discourage me but I hope he did. We got to the party which was filled with people talking in twos, the music was blasting and I thought I might get deaf any time soon. I’m more excited when I saw Jamie at the corner playing a poker game. “I will grab us a drink,” Carlson says. “Be cool” “Is there any time I haven’t been cool?” He nods before he leaves and I’m left with my memories. Walking up to Jamie with a smile on my face. “Hey, I’m sorry for what happened the other day” “Yeah, you got to say it” He finally talked to me and I felt more excited but then something touched my skin snapping me out of my thoughts. Daydreaming again but it felt so real. Taking a deep breath masking up a courage I barely had. I walked up to Jamie with a smile on my face. “Hey” “Hey” now is getting awkward, he glances at me before turning to his game but I’m glad he responded instead of ignoring me. “Sorry about happen last time at your apartment” Shouldn’t he be the one apologizing, I got hurt but he stood there laughing watching Veronica break me but I have nothing to start a conversation with him unless this. “You got to say your feelings” just a few words and his focus on his game left me standing there miserably to myself. An awkward silence, short of words to say to him before my nemesis walked in with her eyes blazing with something dark in them. My heart skipped a bit. She shot me a dirty look making my skin crawl. She got companies too. Her girls follow her like sheep. “Needy virgin” “Is just about her virginal” “Needing so much attention” I thought we were cool. She apologized the previous day. Now I get it is just to lure me to this party so she could embarrass me more. I’m speechless alone and burning with shame. Jamie stood there just laughing. Veronica raises her hand to strike me as I waited patiently for the pain on my skin with my eyes shut but it never came instead I heard Carlson's voice. “What do you think you are doing?” I threw my eyes open, Veronica’s hand hanging in the air. Carlson fast enough to catch up with her. She rolls her eyes. “Nothing” she let out a defeated sigh. “What is it about her? Maddie the borer. A pathetic little virgin” she paused. “She’s nothing but a loser” my eyes swept the floor as her words hit me like a heroine But I guess not everyone thinks I’m a loser. “She’s great and you are not” It’s amazing to hear that from Carlson but will be much better if it came from Jamie. Nobody has ever told me I’m great. “She’s just a desperate virgin” “Why does it bother you so much she’s a virgin? I guess you will need extra lube too for yourself” Veronica foamed in anger as everyone began to laugh really hard. “And now you have so many boyfriend then you will be needing more of it” Jamie laughs and she turns to Jamie with her sharp tongue. “Why are you laughing?” “And why does it have to be just me. Everyone is laughing, why are you pinning on me” Jamie sighs before walking away. I thought I could have more chances to talk to him but Veronica just spoiled his mood. “Do you know what it will do to my reputation if your first girl is a pathetic needy virgin” “Who cares?” Veronica walked away but stopped mid way, turned to look at me. “I won't stop what I started. Wait for what will happen in 5 minutes” I never took her threat to heart but I wish I did. Never had someone stand up for me before but Carlson did and it felt so amazing, instead of me being humiliated Veronica did. She got what she deserves. My stomach growls. Holding my hand closely to them. Carlson's gaze lowered down to my stomach. “Let me grab us some snacks and drinks” I nodded in approval while he walked away. Suddenly there is a bright light at the stage. Veronica and her squad walked out on the stage wearing the same big rim glass with a creamy cardigan. She’s dressed exactly as me, my voice plays on a loud speaker confessing to Jamie how I felt about him. Veronica demonstrates. Everyone laughs so hard as she chorus with her squad. “Needy virgin..needy virgin” My gaze lowered to the floor as tears flowed like a river. I wish to get out of here but I couldn’t make a move. Too scared, too wounded, too broken to even make a move. Veronica walked up to me, raised my chin forcing me to look at her. She pulls a gum and pastes it on my upper lip placing a mustache on them. Everyone laughs. A helmet was used to cover my head, two sex toys were placed on them and a creamy content emptied on my body. All I could do was whisper. “Please let me go” but my voice overshadowed and for a moment I wished Jamie wasn’t watching then came a voice. “What are you guys doing?”Maddie “Where are we going?”“Nowhere in particular."“Do you want to go somewhere?” I thought for a while about any place having fun, but I shook my head."No."“Ok, we can grab something at the shop ahead."I nod; the street smells differently. Love in the air. Restaurants and shops have taken their time to do a little decoration with red and white ribbons with flickers and love images.Couples walk hand in hand, whispering to each other. I enjoyed the scene and I love it. They were young and old in the streets.Carlson stops the car right in front of a shopping mob.“Do you want anything I need to grab?”He asked after he got off his seat belt.“Umh…nothing really." But seriously, I don't need anything; having him by my side is enough already.I walk out, and I admire his features, the way he walks, the way he is so picture-perfect.Why am I singing praises to him like he never hurt me before?What if he does it again? How am I going to know it is just a prank?Probably we should
Maddie What could possibly be the worst thing that can happen?I asked myself over and over again. My ego is bruised. Being humiliated in front of everyone and finding myself on live videos.I could possibly call that the most embarrassing day of my life, but there are more days worse than that.So what could possibly be the worst thing that can happen if I accept this invitation?Even though I know I have to swallow my pride, my ego, which has formed with time.My fingers are tapping on my lap, biting down on my lower lip while Carlson applies body lotion on my back.If I could possibly stand up from here, he would notice how wet I am.My towel is doing the good job of soaking it all up for the meantime, but my core clenches more, and I know I might not survive this not having Carlson always around.I might not have the privacy to release myself after I have destroyed my room.“Maddie, I'm done. Let me get your food while you dress up."I stared at him so helplessly with pretty eye
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
Maddie That moment when you're the center of attention. I was sitting right there. Carlson's mother's mouth was moving, the same with Aunty Ann, but I wasn't hearing anything. They were arguing about me, about my family, and about their own choices.We are responsible for the choices we make for
Maddie First time taking alcohol, and I feel like taking more. I felt more confident hearing his voice. I deliberated if it was real or not. But then the voice came again.I'm safe, and that matters even though I didn't want to see his face. I downed the content all at once; my eyes blurred, and
Maddie They were arguing because of me. I hate to be the object of attention, and I can't be the reason to put fire between two sisters.“It's fine,” I shouted.“I will accept you as my stepmom.” “Are you sure about that?” Carlson's mother asked. I wasn't okay, but nothing was going to change an
CARLSON After two weeks of not seeing each other, it was another day to meet again. Although this one was going to be different from other times we saw each other. I wanted us to do so many things together but I respect her decision of going home. I wished things didn't turn out this way. I wish







