A/N: This is the sequel to my story, Shattered Pieces of the Tipton! I hope you like it! If you haven't read the first story I suggest you read it. Here is the long awaited ((and I do mean LONG)) update of Picking up the Pieces! Thoughts will be in Italics. I am so sorry that it took so long to update! I had a sever case of writer's block but I suddenly got a writing inspiration and decided to use it on this story. Here ya go! Thanks for standing by and being patient, my loverlies!
Summary: Maddie and Cody are back at the Tipton from Rehab. They are trying to deal with people who hate them from a distance, a father who is fighting the fact that he abused his own son, and a romance between two people that could probably never work out. Sequel to 'Shattered Pieces of the Tipton'.
Disclaimer: Hey, guess what? I didn't own anything last time and now… I still own nothing. Amazing, huh?
Here's chapter five, my sweets! Enjoy!
A/N 2: This chapter is going to have a lot of drama for Maddie so be prepared. If you're looking for fluff or anything cheery, you won't find it in this chapter. She is going to get hurt in this chapter so be ready for that. This is going to be very dramatic and kind of angsty so… just a warning! I'll try and make upcoming chapters fluffier to make up for this. Okay, here it is.
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Picking Up The Pieces
Chapter Five
Maddie locked up the cash register and made sure everything was put away before she went home. "Mr. Moseby!" She called to the manager. He stopped and waited for her to approach him. "I was just wondering if there's anything that you need me to do before I head home." She said.
"I don't think so, Maddie. Thank you for offering but you go ahead and get home. I'll see you tomorrow." He smiled. Maddie waved goodbye and headed out the door, hailing a cab to go home.
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When Maddie walked into her house, everything was completely quiet and there weren't any lights on. "Mom? Grandma?" She called but no one answered. Maddie couldn't even find her little booger of a brother.
Suddenly, the kitchen light flicked on. "Hello?" Maddie asked. She walked into the kitchen and saw her dad sitting at the table, with a beer bottle on the table.
"I was beginning to wonder when you were going to get home, Madeline." He said darkly. Maddie just stared at him as he stood and staggered a few steps toward her, grabbing the table to keep himself from falling.
"You're drunk." Maddie said quietly. He laughed, taking a few more unsteady steps closer to her.
"Well observed, little girl." He chuckled. Maddie stepped back as he came a few more inches closer. "Get back here!" He yelled as she continued to step back.
"No, you're drunk! Stay away from me!" She shouted, running down the hall into her bedroom. Maddie slammed the door shut and locked it.
"Open this door, now!" Her father shouted banging on the door with his fist. Maddie stood in the center of her room, trying to come up with a plan to leave. Her father was normally a good guy but when he got drunk he was dangerous.
Maddie finally decided her only way out was the front door. She grabbed a bag and stuffed a few clothes in it. She prepared herself to open the door and dash out past her father. Suddenly, she realized that he had stopped shouting and pounding on her door. Maybe he had passed out.
Slowly, Maddie opened the door and peeked into the hallway. Her father was nowhere to be seen. This was her only chance. Maddie sighed heavily and charged out the door and down the hall toward the front door, which was open. She didn't remember leaving the door open but continued towards it. She got out into the open hallway of the apartment building, only to be stopped by her father. He grabbed her by the arm and yanked her back into her apartment, shutting and locking the door.
Maddie flew to the ground, hitting her head on the wall. "How dare you try and run away!" Her father shouted. "Where were you going, little girl?" He asked as he crouched down beside her. "Back to your little abandoned warehouse, to go to your suicidal friends?" He asked, half-jokingly. Maddie could smell the beer on his breath as he laughed in her face.
Suddenly, he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her up. Maddie felt her shoulder pop and she cried out in pain. He slammed her back against the wall and slapped her across the face. "Please, let me go!" She cried.
"You thought you wanted to kill yourself before? When I'm through with you, you're gonna wish you was dead!" Her father threatened, slapping the other side of her face.
When he released his grip on her, she slid to the ground. Her face and head were both throbbing. Right away, her father grabbed her by the shoulder again, it popped once more and she screamed in pain. Maddie's shoulder was burning with pain, probably dislocated. Maddie knew she had to get away, quick. But how? The front door was locked and even if she got to it her father would only stop her again.
Maddie's father slammed her against the wall, once again causing her to hit her head. She slid to the ground and had an idea. Slowly, Maddie stood. Quickly, she bolted to the kitchen, forgetting all her pains. Once in the kitchen, she swiped the beer bottle off the table and put it behind her back.
"All right, now, you're gonna get it!" Her father shouted, reaching for her. Once he grabbed her arm, he pulled her towards him. He slammed her against the wall once more, Maddie was careful not to let the bottle hit the wall.
"Too bad you're such a bad kid, you were always very… pretty." He cackled. Maddie shuddered as he wiped a strand of hair out of her face. "You know now that I'm going to have to kill you, right?" He chuckled. Maddie closed her eyes and turned her head away. She could feel blood dripping down her face.
Maddie slowly began to raise her arm but was stopped suddenly by her father. He turned her face and stared at her for a moment before kissing her roughly. Maddie turned her head away quickly and then, before it was too late, she smashed the bottle over his head.
Her father fell to the floor in a lump. Maddie stood, panting for a few moments before grabbing her bag of clothes and racing out of her apartment and out into the chilly air.
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Mr. Moseby sat on the couch in his house, watching his favorite show, Deal or No Deal, when he suddenly heard a frantic knock on his door. He turned off the TV and stood, walking to answer the door. When he opened it, he gasped slightly. Maddie stood in the doorway, panting with blood dripping down her face through her blonde hair.
"What are you doing here, Maddie?" Mr. Moseby questioned, a hint of worry in his voice.
"Can I stay with you?" Maddie panted.
"Yes, of course." Moseby said, gesturing for her to come inside. He shut the door and turned back to her. "Why? What's wrong?"
Maddie hesitated for a moment, tears beginning to form in her eyes. "My dad tried to kill me." She whispered, her voice cracking slightly. Suddenly, she collapsed onto the floor. Moseby picked her up and placed her on the couch where she slept all night.
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Wow, okay, there was chapter five! I told you it would be dramatic. I don't even know where that came from, you guys! I just started typing and that's what happened. Sorry if it seems extremely angsty but it just kind of happened that way and I think it works. I will try to make the next chapter not as dramatic. It will have more Cody/London fluff! Yay! Okay, now, time to review. I will update as soon as possible, I swear! Simply click the little purple button in the corner and type a nice little review about this story. It takes only a couple minutes of your time, I know you can do it! I love you all! See ya next chappie!
Also, please don't leave rude remarks about this story. Someone did that a little bit ago and it made me sad. So, please, if you don't have anything nice to say about this chapter then don't say anything at all. Just wait for the fluffy chapters, okay? It's not nice to read someone's story and then say you didn't like it. Please don't do this. Thank you.
God bless,
Kelsi
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