Is It Harder?, chapter 10
Mike's POV
"Somebody! Help! Someone call an ambulance!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. I ran over to Madison's dead body. Well there was no use calling an ambulance. Madison's remains of her body was scattered all over the room. There was a gun beside what used to be her head. Everybody came running up the stairs. Luckily the kids were in the guest bedrooms downstairs so they didn't wake up and see Madison.
Brooke's POV
"AHH! NOOO MADISON! FUCK! OH GOSH. TRE! FUCK." I screamed as I buried my head into Tre's chest to blind my eyes from the horrible sight of one of my best friend's remains. Tre patted my back comfortingly. "Shh. It's going to be okay." He said on the verge of tears. "NO TRE. IT'S NOT OKAY! I'VE KNOWN THIS GIRL SINCE WE WERE FIVE! SHE WAS MY BEST FRIEND! WE WENT THROUGH SO MANY BAD TIMES TOGETHER. I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO SAY FUCKING GOOD FUCKING BYE!" I screamed. I ran out of the room. I ran downstairs passed the kids who were peeking out of their doors listening to everything I had just said. I jumped into the car and drove off as fast as I could. I drove to the place where Tre had proposed to me. I ran to the middle of the field and flung myself to the ground. I bawled everything out. My anger, despair, angst, happiness, sadness, lonlieness. Everything. "I'm not going to live." I cried. "Everything's gone." I sobbed. I buried my face in the lush grass and cried all my tears. They fell with a splash onto the grass and made the dirt under the grass mud. I felt a strong arm snake around me and warm breathing on my neck. "Please. Tre. Take me away to paradise." I whispered to him. That day me and Tre made passionate love.
Mike's POV
I can't believe she's gone. I was going to tell her my feelings I had for her. I loved her. I can't imagine life without her. "I have to kill myself." I said hoping nobody had heard it. Billie Joe shook my shoulders. "No. Mike. Please. I know you loved her. But please don't kill yourself man. Think about it, if you died Cass would kill herself. Then I would, so then Jess would. Then Tre would so Brooke would. Nobody would be left." I nodded and wiped away my tears. He was right. I couldn't kill myself.
Brooke's POV
Tre and I arrived back to the house. All my tears had been cried and there were no more. "I will not cry. I will not cry." I chanted to myself. Billie Joe had taken all of the kids back to his and Jess's house. Now it was only us and Mike and Cass. The police and ambulance had come. They are taking away Madison right now. In a body bag. I promised myself I wouldn't cry. So I'm not. I'm choking back tears that are threatening to overcome me. Madison was taken away. Well most of her. I looked at the walls which were splattered in blood. I ran to mine and Tre's room. I changed into my PJ's and brushed my teeth and hair and washed my hands. I climbed into bed. I laid there staring at the ceiling. Thinking of Madison. We had so many memories together. Now I won't have anybody to share them all with.
Tre came in and snuggled up to me. I lay there for a while holding back tears but then it had just overwhelmed me of how much I already missed Madison. I guess Tre could hear me trying to make my tears sound like a cough so he pulled me up into a sitting position. He wrapped his arms around me and whispered. "It's okay Brooke. You can cry. It's okay to cry. I will hold you all night if I have to." And so I did. I cried until I could cry no more. For the second time that day. Tre held me through it all. He just sat there probably really uncomfortable and rocked me back and forth with him. We did that until eight the next morning. "Tre. I'm so sorry." I said to him after I finished crying. "Shh. Brooke. There's nothing to be sorry about." He said. I looked at him. He was a total mess. His gelled hair stood out all over the place and his eyes were red and swollen and puffy. He had dark black circles underneath them. "Oh Tre. Go to sleep now. I will go make breakfast." I said. "No. I'll make breakfast. You need sleep beca....." Tre didn't finish his sentence because his eyes closed and he fell asleep. I laid him down and put the blanket over him. I yawned and put on clothes. I then went down to the kitchen where Mike sat drinking coffee. "Hey." I said quietly. "Hey." He said back. I started to cook eggs and bacon and pancakes. "Where did you sleep?" I asked him. "I didn't." he replied. "Go sleep Mike." I said. He shook his head no. "Well. Where is Cass?" I asked. He nodded toward the door way where Cass stood. She looked a mess. Her hair was frizzy and eyeliner was streaked down her usually lively face. She ran over to me and we embraced in a hug, whispering things to each other like, 'remember when she used to like Robert? ' or 'She always said the preppiest things? ' Cass and I pulled back and she sat beside Mike. I put plates of food in front of them and they shoveled it down hungrily.
"Somebody! Help! Someone call an ambulance!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. I ran over to Madison's dead body. Well there was no use calling an ambulance. Madison's remains of her body was scattered all over the room. There was a gun beside what used to be her head. Everybody came running up the stairs. Luckily the kids were in the guest bedrooms downstairs so they didn't wake up and see Madison.
Brooke's POV
"AHH! NOOO MADISON! FUCK! OH GOSH. TRE! FUCK." I screamed as I buried my head into Tre's chest to blind my eyes from the horrible sight of one of my best friend's remains. Tre patted my back comfortingly. "Shh. It's going to be okay." He said on the verge of tears. "NO TRE. IT'S NOT OKAY! I'VE KNOWN THIS GIRL SINCE WE WERE FIVE! SHE WAS MY BEST FRIEND! WE WENT THROUGH SO MANY BAD TIMES TOGETHER. I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO SAY FUCKING GOOD FUCKING BYE!" I screamed. I ran out of the room. I ran downstairs passed the kids who were peeking out of their doors listening to everything I had just said. I jumped into the car and drove off as fast as I could. I drove to the place where Tre had proposed to me. I ran to the middle of the field and flung myself to the ground. I bawled everything out. My anger, despair, angst, happiness, sadness, lonlieness. Everything. "I'm not going to live." I cried. "Everything's gone." I sobbed. I buried my face in the lush grass and cried all my tears. They fell with a splash onto the grass and made the dirt under the grass mud. I felt a strong arm snake around me and warm breathing on my neck. "Please. Tre. Take me away to paradise." I whispered to him. That day me and Tre made passionate love.
Mike's POV
I can't believe she's gone. I was going to tell her my feelings I had for her. I loved her. I can't imagine life without her. "I have to kill myself." I said hoping nobody had heard it. Billie Joe shook my shoulders. "No. Mike. Please. I know you loved her. But please don't kill yourself man. Think about it, if you died Cass would kill herself. Then I would, so then Jess would. Then Tre would so Brooke would. Nobody would be left." I nodded and wiped away my tears. He was right. I couldn't kill myself.
Brooke's POV
Tre and I arrived back to the house. All my tears had been cried and there were no more. "I will not cry. I will not cry." I chanted to myself. Billie Joe had taken all of the kids back to his and Jess's house. Now it was only us and Mike and Cass. The police and ambulance had come. They are taking away Madison right now. In a body bag. I promised myself I wouldn't cry. So I'm not. I'm choking back tears that are threatening to overcome me. Madison was taken away. Well most of her. I looked at the walls which were splattered in blood. I ran to mine and Tre's room. I changed into my PJ's and brushed my teeth and hair and washed my hands. I climbed into bed. I laid there staring at the ceiling. Thinking of Madison. We had so many memories together. Now I won't have anybody to share them all with.
Tre came in and snuggled up to me. I lay there for a while holding back tears but then it had just overwhelmed me of how much I already missed Madison. I guess Tre could hear me trying to make my tears sound like a cough so he pulled me up into a sitting position. He wrapped his arms around me and whispered. "It's okay Brooke. You can cry. It's okay to cry. I will hold you all night if I have to." And so I did. I cried until I could cry no more. For the second time that day. Tre held me through it all. He just sat there probably really uncomfortable and rocked me back and forth with him. We did that until eight the next morning. "Tre. I'm so sorry." I said to him after I finished crying. "Shh. Brooke. There's nothing to be sorry about." He said. I looked at him. He was a total mess. His gelled hair stood out all over the place and his eyes were red and swollen and puffy. He had dark black circles underneath them. "Oh Tre. Go to sleep now. I will go make breakfast." I said. "No. I'll make breakfast. You need sleep beca....." Tre didn't finish his sentence because his eyes closed and he fell asleep. I laid him down and put the blanket over him. I yawned and put on clothes. I then went down to the kitchen where Mike sat drinking coffee. "Hey." I said quietly. "Hey." He said back. I started to cook eggs and bacon and pancakes. "Where did you sleep?" I asked him. "I didn't." he replied. "Go sleep Mike." I said. He shook his head no. "Well. Where is Cass?" I asked. He nodded toward the door way where Cass stood. She looked a mess. Her hair was frizzy and eyeliner was streaked down her usually lively face. She ran over to me and we embraced in a hug, whispering things to each other like, 'remember when she used to like Robert? ' or 'She always said the preppiest things? ' Cass and I pulled back and she sat beside Mike. I put plates of food in front of them and they shoveled it down hungrily.
