She seemed to know that my mind was racing at her appearance.
"So," She slurred her words, and I felt John tense up next to me," I think I need to even the score a bit , right?" She hissed in my ear, circling around me.
When I didn't answer, she pushed me to the ground, and I fell back stunned. I looked up at her evil grin, seeing past her good looks, and the new pink and black highlights in her blonde hair. I cringed, seeing that she sort of looked like Britney Spears from I Wanna Go.
My eyes lingered to Adam, who seemed frightened and yet he was trying so hard to push it back. Madeline kicked me in the rib cage, carefully picking out what she was going to do next to see me in pain.
John just stood there.
Watching as I cringed in pain.
She pulled me up off the ground, I didn't dare fight back. Just as she was about to break my nose, A voice broke through.
"Madeline!" It was Adam
"KAT TO THE RESCUE!" WE all froze, not even wanting to know what was coming up.
Kat dropped to the ground, taking immediate action. She ran towards Adam as David landed slowly, taking in the scene. She slid under his legs, and jumped up, and punched him in the gut with so much force he flew backwards.
I cringed, we all had crazy strength, but I hadn't known that Kat was that strong. David rushed in to help me, And Madeline threw me across the beach to meet him. John stood there in horror as Kat came after him now, a murderous look in her eyes.
She punched him in the stomach too, then pushed him to the ground. She jumped up on top of him and started to dance in victory.
My eyesight fuzzy, the world was spinning underneath me. I could feel a sharp stinging on my back, and realized that I had skidded across broken sea shells and shattered old beer bottles. I dared myself not to move, knowing that if I did, things could get a lot worse.
"Little David, coming to the rescue." Madeline mocked as she dodged David's blows effortlessly.
She didn't even notice as she was backed up towards me. David looked at me, meeting my eyes once then went back to fighting. A second before Madeline got tired of dodging, and was about to fight back; I tripped her. She fell in front of me, I pulled a long piece of glass out of the pile I was sitting on, and stabbed her.
I cut my own hands in the process, her blood mixing with my own. I left the shard of glass in the deepest wound, and stood up. I kicked her wind pipe as hard as I could, and I watched as she laid one hand n her wounds, and the other on her throat.
I watched her try to stop the bleeding.
I watched her try to catch a breath.
I listened as she called out for John in one last desperate attempt.
I watched as she died in front of me.
Kat was there next to me now, looking down at the pale body of Madeline. She cringed, and I hoped that she would still be my friend. Even though I had killed someone. For the second time.
My body ached with so much intensity, that it was hard to breathe. I was so light headed, that I felt like barfing. I watched as the world swirled around me once more, and I blacked out.
*Adam*
I recovered quickly enough to see Alex stab Madeline over and over. I cringed, seeing that she had one log cut down her left arm, that was bleeding uncontrollably. She must've not noticed that as she stabbed Madeline, it only made her own blood pour out faster.
Kat caught Alex in her arms as she passed out. I wondered if it was from the pain, or the fact that most of her life's blood was pooled around her. Either way, I was there faster than I thought was possible, to relieve Kat of Alex's body.
I cradled her in my arms, her limp body seeming lifeless. I pushed the thought away as lined her forehead with kisses. David was the one to break our reunion.
"We need to patch her up." He said, holding his hand to her arm, which was bleeding furiously.
I nodded, setting her own gingerly. I pulled off my own shirt, my own doctor side coming out to aid me. I wrapped it around the wound, tying it as tight as possible; trying to ease the bleeding.
She was too pale for my liking already, and I refused to loose her after I had just gotten her back. I looked to Kat, suddenly aware of her presence. Just a few minutes ago, she had punched me so hard I thought I had broken a rib. But now she was hovering over me, watching me work, as if unsure if she could trust me again.
As blood started to pool around me, and started to linger towards her, she jumped back. I knew it was sickening to have your best friends blood running towards you, as if taunting you. And she wasn't taking it well, I saw her face turn a pale green, and she ran off.
I looked to David for answers, but he was too busy trying to get the broken glass out of Alex's back. I cringed as he pulled out a long, tiny piece, and threw it aside. I wondered what had gone through Alex's head when I was gone. If she had thought about me, if she had even cared that I was gone.
I let it slide, afraid of what the answer was, and went back to her arm.
