Madness Song Novels & Stories

And here I was, feeling like an outsider. Watching them play off each other like this, I understood everything. I felt an overwhelming wave of exhaustion. My mother was already loud enough at home. Now there was someone perfectly in sync with her. How was I supposed to live like this? A crushing sense of despair hit me. As I had feared, the days ahead were going to be just like this. From then on, my mother and Elias put on the same crying performance every day, making the house unbearably noisy. Only when they heard me say things like "Shut up," "You're so loud," or "This is driving me crazy" would they finally leave, satisfied.

I just close it. He finally let go of my hand. Which makes me fall to the ground. I never knew I am as weak as this. Even with this mental strength of mine, my feet give in. Hah, I hate it. I feel useless. I want to curse him. Yell at him. Yet... Why can't I do something like that? 'A good girl won't say bad words to others. You can yell but, Madison... mommy will be hurt if I hear. Bad words coming out from your beautiful lips. The only thing that can escape this is... beautiful songs... aren't I right?'

“Give me a reason to declare you medically unfit for transport.” The heavy doors at the end of the corridor slammed open. Male voices echoed down the hall. Kaelen released my arm, his fingers lingering a moment against my cold skin. He took the armchair opposite the desk and pulled out a pen. “Begin.” I wore a familiar mask. I threw myself onto the floor near the hearth. I dragged my hands through my soot-stained hair. I began to mutter nursery rhymes, fragmented memories, and gibberish. “The birds are in the chimney, Doctor. They’re cooking the silver. The clock struck thirteen…” I rocked back and forth. “Julian dropped his tea. The poison is in the sugar. Don’t let the sugar melt…”

This is the annoying song – la la la la la You’ll hate it but you’ll sing along – la la la la la It’ll make its way inside your brain And slowly drive you and your family insane – la la la la la You’ll sing it when you’re in your car – la la la la la You’ll sing it at the salad bar – la la la la la You can try to drown it out And turn your radio up loud but all you’ll hear is la la la la la I wish I could buy a gun And shoot myself through both eardrums So I could never hear that song again And get on with my life That stupid la la la la part has wormed its way into my heart

If only I'd have known you had a storm to weather So, before you go Was there something I could've said to make it all stop hurting? It kills me how your mind can make you feel so worthless ♪ I groaned trying to tune the radio to another channel. It was as if the universe was reading my mind by playing songs that made me feel worse than ever. ♪I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you 'cause I find it hard to take When people run in circles, it's a very, very Mad world Mad world Mad world

These brothers will be the death of her. __________________________________________ (Song) “What would I do without your smart mouth? Drawing me in, and you kicking me out You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down What's going on in that beautiful mind? I'm on your magical mystery ride And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright My head's under water But I'm breathing fine You're crazy and I'm out of my mind 'Cause all of me Loves all of you…….”

My heart plummeted, my stomach churning with unease. No. I staggered forward. Not them. My lungs burned as I broke into a run. Please not them— Something struck the back of my head, and I was hurled sideways, my face crashing into the ground. Before I could even register what had happened, Madness’ voice reached me. “I don’t have to touch you to break you when I can simply make someone else do the bidding for me…” Madness said calmly. “And who could tame you better than your oldest trauma?”

A look of tired sadness passed over his features and for finding a distraction he turned on the radio of the car. I'm a mess, I'm a loser I'm a hater, I'm a user I'm a mess for your love, it ain't new I'm obsessed, I'm embarrassed I don't trust no one around us I'm a mess for your love, it ain't new.. A famous song by Bebe Rexha was playing on the radio. Nicolas heard that song a few times before also. But that moment somehow he found the lyrics extremely catchy and well-written. While sighing deeply, "Definitely I am a mess."

She groaned, "fuuuck.. you're wet." I giggled, "I know..." "Are you ready?" Before I could nod my head, all my senses came back and I could hear the song again.. "....My heart beats, for you, girl you know you are the one. Why you mad at me? Girl I know I made mistakes, I know I fucked up. But my heart beats for you baby I'mma go 'head scream it loud. But if you leave there's something I can't control, So let's do it one last time, a fuck for the road......."

For who? Air rushes out of my lungs and my insides knot. She cannot have a kid for another man. I scroll through Mama Mace’s page. It’s either a new account or she doesn’t post often. There are only three videos. Her most viral being the one with our sound. I tap on the second video, and my heart twists into itself. “She’s singing about us,” I say to no one in particular. My knees buckle. I slide down to the floor, toss Sam’s phone to him, and bring out mine to view the videos. The lyrics of the song are on the screen instead of her face. It’s the chorus of Tangled sheets. Our song.