Okay. Many things have been brought up to me.
1. The poll on my pro is the same as it has been for a while
Yes. I know. I'm sorry. I meant for that, though. We need 80 voters, so I was like "Why not just finish this one?"
2. I changed the summary to this story (again!)
I keep changing my mind about how the story will play out. I'll probably change it 8 more times and then once more AFTER the story is finished. So I'm not sure I would go by that for now.

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Chapter 25: Rock Bottom Part 2

Madison fell back into the chair hidden behind Ms. Scandelle's large oak desk. She flipped through a few papers until she found her test and began to change the answers to match the ones on the key that sat next to it. She was so engrossed in doing it quickly without doing it impossibly quick that she didn't notice Ms. Scandelle come behind her and snatch up the key.

"Hey!"

"What did I just say? Behave, Madison. Can you do that for five minutes so I can go get something from the teachers' lounge?"

"Yes ma'am!" Madison saluted for emphasis earning her a chuckle from Allen all the way on the other side of the classroom.

Once the authority was safely out of hearing range, Allen spoke up. "So, is she going to tell Bella and Edward?"

"Oh, absolutely!" She grinned, hiding her fear for the impending doom.

"How much trouble will you get in?" A random student asked. Again, Madison grinned.

"I have no idea. I've never been such a bad girl before. I'm sure they'll pull me away from my band. So that's one thing Alexandria can ruin without meaning to. Her very existence ruined it."

"You have a band?" Allen's eyes perked up.

"More or less. I write their songs. Everyone in this room has heard of them before. Pretty popular group." She smirked.

"Who? Why didn't you tell me this before!" Mary was genuinely hurt, the look on her face proved it.

"You've heard of Erin Jones, correct?"

"Oh em GEE!" Allen squealed in falsetto. "You write her songs!"

"Most of them," she said indifferently. "So if they take it away, Ms. Jones will be writing her own songs for…probably the rest of her career." Madison glanced at Christopher and Alexandria, who had been awfully quiet. "What's wrong, Chrissy-poo? Am I finally getting to you?"

"No," he replied flatly. She felt her face fall to a frown.

"I swear," she said chillingly. "By the end of next week, you'll be sorry."

No one got to say anything because like all corny movies, Ms. Scandelle walked back into the room and headed for the desk.

"Your brother and sister have been notified."

"Which ones?" she asked, tilting her head back so she could look up at the 'authority unit'.

"All of them. I couldn't remember which pair it was that kept it quiet from your parents."

"Emmett and Rosalie did, but they got expelled last semester. They only kept it quiet because I could kick Em's ass and Rosalie adored me." She grinned.

"Madison, I find it hard to believe you can kick Emmett's ass." Allen chuckled.

"Same here," she heard Christopher mutter extremely lowly.

"No one gives a fuck what you think, Christopher. You left our family, last time I checked. So shut the hell up." Madison hissed icily.

"Madison! Shut your mouth for three more minutes, then you can leave! Please behave! I wont tell you again!"

"Sorry," she muttered, looking down at the desk and silently thanking the heavens that she couldn't cry.

When the bell rang, Allen and Madison were the last ones to leave the classroom.

"You can't delay the impending doom," Edward said, leaning on the doorframe, a fuming Bella behind him.

"I probably could, but Alice would see it, you'd see it in her mind, you'd tell mom, she'd get even more mad, she'd tell Emmett who would laugh, make fun of me, and then stop me. It's a big hassle that I'd rather not deal with right now."

"Get to the car, now," Bella hissed.

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"Madison, I cannot believe you! How much trouble could you possibly start in six hours!" Bella yelled unnecessarily. Madison cringed from the loud sound. She dropped her book bag at the door and headed for her room in the attic. "I'm not done!"

"Bella…" Edward muttered behind her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Well I am, mom. I'm done with all of this," she gestured to everything around her. "I'm done living, or dying or whatever you call this! I'm done. I don't want it anymore." And with the speed of a vampire, Madison was up in the room, sitting in front of the piano, staring at the keys.

She wanted so badly to rip the keys of the wood, listen to the cracks and the splintering of wood. But she knew that if she did, she would immediately regret it. Alice had already seen it a dozen times.

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Bella watched her daughter retreat and she turned towards Edward.

"I don't know what to do anymore," she muttered.

"I haven't done much to help with her," Edward said, leading her to the couch in the living room. "So I have an idea."

Bella looked up into his angelic eyes. The liquid gold melted anything she had felt before.

"You may not want to, but do you remember how you felt when I lied that dark day?"

"I'll never forget," she muttered. Edward leaned over and kissed her collarbone.

"Think about how that day could possibly help your dear daughter," he murmured.

She remembered it clearly. The aches and pains that had coursed through her body those few months. Just because of a few words.

Just because of a few words.

"Are you kidding me?" Bella giggled. "How come I didn't think of that?"

"Your judgment was clouded," his lips slowly moved up her throat.

Then she was gone. Edward dropped his head and sighed.

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Just as Madison was about to make a move to finally rip the keys out and impale the wall with them, forming an unhappy-smiley face on the wall, the door opened and in came a smiling Bella.

"Oh, god, Mom, please. I don't want to know what you and dad were doing on the couch to turn that frown upside down," Madison grinned for a split second and gave the thumbs up before going back to scowling at Christopher's piano.

"No, we came up with a plan." Bella sat down on the bench next to her daughter.

"What is it, I was busy."

"I can see that. Anyways, I told you about that day, right?"

"Yes, the one where dad left you?" Madison smirked at the ivory keys. It was a day where she could relate to Bella in one way. Lost loves. It sounded like a B rated, corny love movie.

"What made that day so bad for me?"

"Dad left you?" Bella shook her head, urging her daughter to keep guessing. "Dad lied and said he didn't love you?"

Bella raised her eyebrows, waiting patiently for her daughter to get it.

Realization flashed through Madison's dead honey eyes. "Oh…GOD why didn't I think of that before!"

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What's she gunna do! Thank you to everyone who participated in the poll. A new one should be up sometime whenever…