AN- I had recently gotten a review asking if the last chapter was the last chapter of the story and the answer to that is no, but there are only a couple of chapters left and I am hoping that I will be able to finish this by tomorrow because I have a new story coming out and I hope that I see the same people review for that story that are reviewing for this story. Anyway, here is another chapter.
Surprises
They just stood there as she cried in their arms. They weren't too sure what to do at first. They weren't sure how to act. How were they suppose to act and what were they suppose to say to one of the people that they hadn't seen in years? Eight years to be exact.
"Madison?" Michael asked. She slowly stopped crying and lifted up her head to look at him. When she did, she noticed that he hadn't changed at all. He still had the light to dirty blonde hair and light blue eyes that they had gotten from their biological father. She noticed how much her brother looked like him and she knew exactly what he looked like from all the pictures their mother had shown them growing up. "What's wrong?" he asked. He knew something was wrong other than the fact from seeing them. She just looked at them, before sitting down on the couch. They followed and sat across from her.
"Ok, well, during the eight years that I had lived in Texas after my wedding, I had kids," she started. She could see the shocked looks on their faces.
"Really? Where are they?" Chris asked.
"They are at their grandparent's house," she replied, "after I had my third baby, I noticed a change in Ryan. He would stay out late at night, would barely be home, didn't want anything to do with me and the kids, so I had a friend of mine follow him one day and…" She stopped talking and more tears fell down her face.
"What happened?" Michael asked. His anger was slowly starting to show. He was anger that someone would hurt her this much to make her come home crying.
"He was cheating on me with my best friend. He was cheating on me with Isabel. The same person that was a maid of honor at my wedding, the same person that was there when I had my children and she had the nerve to go behind my back and sleep with my husband!" Madison yelled at them. They saw both anger and hurt in her eyes. The tears quickly covered up the anger though, as she slouched over on the couch and cried. They both got up and comforted her the best they could. After hearing her cry for at least 20 minutes, she stopped and went to clean her face. When she walked back down the stairs, she heard the front door open and heard people talking. She knew those voices just as much as she knew her brothers' voices. She continued to walk down the stairs and stood in the doorway, as the last two people had their backs to her. She knew exactly who they were. She stood there and smiled as they hugged their two brothers and smiled at each other. It had been years since they all seen each other.
"I was wondering when you two were going to get here," she said aloud. The two newcomers both turned around and looked at her.
"Madison?" he asked, shocked.
"It's me Matt," she replied, as he ran over to her and hugged her.
"I missed you," she added.
"I missed you too," Matt said. (Also known as Wyatt Matthew Halliwell, but in the story known as Matthew Halliwell Wyatt). He broke away from the hug and looked at her. "What's wrong?" he asked, seeing the pain in her eyes.
"Later," she replied. He nodded his head, before walking and standing next to his brothers. She stood there and stared at her.
"What are you doing here?" she asked her.
"What?" Madison asked, confused.
"You heard me. You left this family 8 years ago and moved to Texas. Then all during those years, you didn't even bother to call. So, what, now you show up and expect me to just run over and hug you and tell you that I missed you like they did?" she asked. Madison could see the tears in her eyes, but refused to let them fall.
"Mel, I'm sorry," Madison started, "but, I have had a lot of things, bad things going on with me during those years."
"Oh, cut the crap. Everything is about you isn't it? How about us? How about me for a change?" Melinda practically yelled, "Why don't you just leave again and not come back for another eight years!" She then ran upstairs to her room, now letting the tears fall.
Madison stood there for a second, before turning to her brothers and asking, "So, where are Mom and Dad?"