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𝟏𝟏- 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓

୨୧ 𝙼𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙱𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚏! 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒇𝒇 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒅𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 (𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆), 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐, 𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉, 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈/𝒎𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒉𝒆𝒚𝒚, 𝒊𝒌 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒄 𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒊𝒕'𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕; 𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 ☕︎

𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒆 𝑱𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝑩𝒐𝒅𝒚

Reader's brother|Reader|Madison

-No! How many times do I have to repeat myself? I'm not going to your dumb band competition, I don't care!

It felt like I was in this conversation for ages. My brother is in a band with some of his friends and one of them happens to have a crush on me, which I find unbelievable, and as if it wasn't bad enough that he wanted me to go out to a weird club that none of us even have the age to be he wanted me to lose probably three hours that could be extremely helpful to the quiz I have tomorrow.

-Oh, come on! You never leave the house! I'm doing you a favor, you could use some time out there to stop being seen as such a nerd.

He rolls his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest as I try impatiently to write more notes, but his voice doesn't help me focus at all.

-You know what? Fine. I'll be there, for about an hour, then I'll come back home and study. Now, shut your mouth, I'm busy.

I sigh in frustration, hearing his celebration as he closes my door. I lean back on the chair, dropping the pencil I was holding in between my fingers, and deciding to take a quick shower just to relax a little.

My brother and I are not close, not quite. We're the same age, but he's too annoying and we have different interests. He likes to play the guitar, I like to write notes, he likes to play loud music, I like silence, he likes sports, I like cheerleaders. Well, one of them at least.

I have no idea how, but my best friend is the most popular girl in school. Every guy wants to have her, every girl wants to be her kind of popular. And, of course, she goes to any and every single one of these concerts or club nights or whatever they're called. I never did, not until tonight.

I decided to just give her a call and ask her to come over to help me get ready to go. I wasn't planning on staying for long, but it would be nice to feel pretty for once.

She comes in faster than I thought and goes through my entire closet, throwing some tank tops I didn't even know I had and a few pants to go with it. I tried to escape the situation and wear something less revealing, but according to her "we need to show a bit of skin so guys can look at us", and well, who am I to disagree? She clearly knows better.

After doing a light makeup on me and helping me feel the confidence I needed, we drove to the club. It was nothing like I imagined, yet exactly like it. Dark lights, full of teenagers, drinks that were not allowed to be sold to those people, girls dancing and almost showing too much. It felt... inappropriate.

-Here, let's take a drink, I promise it'll be fine. -Madison says, dragging me with her through the crowd to the bar area.

I didn't want to sound like a prick, but she knew me enough to know I never had a drink before. I rather stay home, watch some movies, or read some books, all of this is not like me at all, but I've always looked at Mads like she was superior somehow. She's just angelical, always nice to everyone, making every guy fall for her, it's amazing, truly, and if she does so then I can do it too.

She hands me a shot cup with a yellow liquid in it and I watch as she chugs it all at once, not even reacting. Taking a deep breath, I do the same, wincing and coughing at the awful taste. She laughs, setting both empty cups on the counter and grabbing my hands.

-It's okay, we all do that at first, but in a few minutes it'll be worth it.

Her voice is so calm and confident that makes me immediately trust her. We stay in a spot close to the stage, waiting for more bands to perform. My brother's band should be next in line. I watch as she dances softly to the songs, even though the rhythm in my opinion wasn't danceable, or enjoyable. She was having a good time, which made me feel better.

One guy makes a few announcements on the mic and then the stage is full with my brother's band, each of his friends in their specific places. I decided to give it a try, I had my best friend by my side, and my brother was playing, I've studied for the last two weeks, and I'll probably be fine. The instruments begin to make their sounds, Mads is bobbing her head so I do the same. In one moment, she takes my hand in hers and we dance together, it's actually fun, but then something happens and the entire place goes dark. A few screams are heard, and when the lights come back Mads were nowhere to be found.

That was it for me and I just imagined she went home so I walked back to my house too. I tried to study more, but my mind couldn't let me process why Madison disappeared without saying anything.

The next day I spent all my classes wondering where she was, she didn't go to school and she lost the quiz. She didn't show up for the rest of the week, and I tried to reach for her, but she wouldn't answer or text me back, I wondered if she was mad at me.

Monday came in quick and there she was, but she looked different.

-Hey, Mads! You look tired, where have you been? -I ask, not even hiding my excitement to see her and my concern.

-Hi, I guess I got a cold, I just felt really weird.

I smile when I hear her excuse, knowing she isn't mad at me, and I tell her a few things she could do to make her feel better. Unfortunately, the next class was close so I had to go, but seeing her made me feel a little less paranoid.

As the days passed Madison looked weirder and weirder. Her behavior changed completely, the way she talked to me, or how she looked at people, mostly guys... That's when I decided to follow her and see what she was doing. I know it's bad, and I shouldn't invade her privacy like that, but I was curious and worried that something was wrong with my best friend.

I wish I didn't.

With a couple books in hand, I followed Mads after class through the gym and to the pool area. I hid behind the grandstand as I looked at her walk to a guy. He seemed so happy to see her and they immediately started to make out, which was weird, she was desired, yes, but she wouldn't normally let guys do anything to her, or with her. I was about to just leave, thinking that maybe she was just feeling like doing something different or even experimenting when she pulled away and something in his eyes changed.

I was far away and still could see the exact moment when he felt the agonizing fear. Blood spilled everywhere and I dropped my books with a jump. She looked back, but it wasn't her, it wasn't a person, it wasn't a real thing, and it was full of blood, sharp teeth, and a creepy smile I'll never forget.

I quickly picked up my books, running away as fast as I could. This can't be real, I'm seeing things, I'm going crazy. Tears fall down my eyes as I rush to my house, completely ignoring the fact I was supposed to walk home with my brother. I close my door and pace around my room. Did I imagined it? Am I dreaming? Was I in some sort of trance?

-Woah, what happened? It seems like you've seen a ghost. -I hear a voice behind me.

I turn around, panting heavily, my heart almost about to rip my chest when I see Madison leaning against my door. The normal Madison I used to know, not the monster Madison I just saw minutes ago. Why is she here? How is she here?

I stutter to say something, but nothing left my mouth. She giggles softly, looking like the same old angel I always admired, closing the door behind her and walking in my direction. I fell on the bed, sitting down in panic as she got closer, her hands cupping my cheeks. I closed my eyes, trying not to think that maybe I was the next one, the next victim of whatever she- that was.

-Are you scared of me? -She asks, in a low calm voice.

My tears kept falling and I had no control over myself, my body shaking in fear and my eyes closed with no chance of being open so soon.

-Aw, poor baby, so scared like a little puppy. Don't worry, pretty girl, I'm not like that, not to you, no, never to you.

She pulls away, pacing through my room and going through my stuff. It was like she was giving me time to think, to react, but I couldn't. She picks up a lighter from my desk, playing with it and leaning against my vanity.

-W-What did you do? To him, what did you do to him? -I ask, my voice shaky and scared.

She smiles, tilting her head.

-Oh, him. Him, a boy. -She scoffs. -I don't really like boys, y'know? The only good thing about them is their eyes when I kill them, that's what I like to do, kill boys.

I was already in panic so my reaction just intensified, which made her laugh a bit.

-Why are you crying, sweetie? You're not a boy, I wouldn't kill you.

She drops the lighter and climbs into the bed, hovering over me.

-No, I like you, I won't kill you.

Her smile was the same, and she looked the same, but it wasn't the same person and it terrified me. That's not her.

-N-no, no, I– how? Why?

I was mumbling incoherent words when I was interrupted by her lips pressing against mine. I had no idea how to proceed, what to think, what to do, that was my best friend, but it wasn't my best friend, I didn't know who or what she was, but it wasn't the girl I knew.

Madison pulls away, her eyes flicking to my lips as she stands up again.

-Unless... you want me to kill you? -She asks, with a smirk that hasn't left her face.

I shake my head, scared that it was my end, but she just giggles like it was a joke.

-So be nice f'me and don't tell anyone, yeah?

My mouth was open in shock and I didn't know what to say. She walks to my door, her hand holding the handle as her words leave her lips.

-Be a good girl and I won't have to kill you. I'll see you around. -She winks before leaving.

And now I was alone.

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒔 ✍︎

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