the screaming of silence part 3

When Madison awoke she couldn't wait to rush off to school,
Which was an unusual want for a girl like Madison...who's Idea of going to school was showing up for half a class. She put on her favorite corset style shirt and black snake pants, as she tried to find her arm bands.....(Madison used to self injure alot in her past but since she's been monitored on a regular bassis hasn't in a few weeks....) and ran into the kitchen. Madison wanted to go to school by herself but Mr.Colon's protested...and insisted he drive her.

When she finally arrived she dashed out quickly and met up with Christa, this friendship was odd.....Madison felt very drawn to her new friend...more so then she had ever been to anyone....but Madison let it go. Christa was wearing the most beautiful victorian styled, black and red, plaid dress and high boots....she looked like an image off of an Evanescence video....The two went their seprate ways till lunch....

This continued for weeks and suddenly it was as though they had never lived apart.....They knew everything about eachother...and that when it started to hit Madison....She loved Christa....and not only as the dear friend she was....as a lover....This confused madison as she had never been attracted to anyone let alone a woman....but it felt right to her, but she knew Christa felt differently.

6 months later......

Madison was well situated and got along with Mrs. Colon's as much as she could given her lack of presence, but Mr.Colon's was starting to frighten her on a slight level....
The way he held her....and watched her......touched her...it scared Madison Immensly, given her history, but she let it ride as just that......paranoid suspisions....if only she hadn't.

One night in her room Madison was thinking of Christa and how beautiful she had looked in her neon green and black outfit that day when she heard it....slight echoie footsteps that seemed to be closing in, the feeling in her stomach was familiar but she made not one sound....the door slowly opened and she tried not to look up but she caught the glance of evil...and it was shining back from Mr.Colon's eyes.....
She felt the salted tears start ro fall hot and heavy...as he crept closer...she tried to utter a word but the sobs chocked her words...she wanted it all to stop......but it just came faster and slower all at once....

What happened was a blur...but she could feel the effects...her frail limp body just lay frozen and dead inside...another piece of her taken ruthlessly...and she just left to rot yet again....

That's when a saving voice called out to her...the voice of a silvery blade so thing and leathal...it's kisses would take away her disgust she was sure......so she rushed over to her dresser, almost trance like she tore apart the pieces to her pink lady bic and glared at her horrid fleah....she needed relief....so slow and hard she dragged that blade across her skin, drawing little pictures in her blood....and that tragic day was the day when Madison began to cut yet again....and the moment that sent her spiraling to her doom.