AN: Possible two week hiatus after this update. Sorry for the sudden news.
6 years ago... (Madison and Monroe are themselves)
Madison knocked on his door.
Isaac opened it, slightly disgruntled.
"Whaddya want?" He sneered. Madison and he weren't on the best of terms.
"Sometimes I still wonder how you can tell me and my sister apart in that state." Madison laughed.
He looked at her expectantly, patiently, or maybe impatiently waiting for the real reason she was here.
"She's been in her room for days. She won't get out. I usually slip her in some food but that's it. She doesn't want anyone to see her. She doesn't want to talk about it." Isaac looked concerned now. All signs of grumpiness gone.
"Let me see her." He ordered.
"Thank you." Madison sighed in relief.
"I'm not doing this for you." He snapped.
"I know that. But please, for the sake of my sister, can we get along just for today?"
"Fine." He muttered. Madison smiled.
"Thank you." She replied in gratitude. She rarely did that.
Arriving to their apartment-like home, Madison sauntered in, seeing Cissa typing as fast as she could on her laptop.
"Don't ask." Cissa jumped into it way before Madison could ask.
"Mom and Dad?" Madison inquired.
"Working." Madison nodded.
"C'mon. Let's get her talking." Madison ordered, leading Isaac into stairway and two turns before reaching Monroe's room. Madison could her faint sobbing and so did Isaac. What had happened during her session with Janson? Was it that bad that it caused her to not talk for days on end?
"Monnie, open the door. Someone's here to see you." Madison knocked. Isaac waited for a reply, not saying anything at all.
"Who?" Monroe paused. "Wait, no, leave me alone!" She cried.
"Monroe, you know you can't keep staying there." Madison gently remarked.
"Get the eff out, Madison!" Monroe replied venomously.
"Don't start, Monroe James!" Madison retorted, just as pissed off.
"God, will you just shut up!?" Monroe opened the door to her room, she was a mess. Unkempt hair and dark circles along with the mess that was her room added up to it.
When she realised that Isaac was there, she immediately stopped herself from yelling at Madison any further.
"I'll leave you two alone." Madison seethed.
"We'll talk later." Monroe softly assured.
Madison huffed.
"What happened?" Isaac asked as they were talking on the edge of the stairs.
"I…" She couldn't get a word out. She was too conflicted to actually say something.
"You can tell me." Isaac smiled gently.
"I wish I could." Without another word, she crashed into him, sobbing into his shirt.
He was taken aback. Monroe wasn't this sort of person. He knew she was the type who would never back down, did everything for the people she cared for.
She was muttering in between sobs. She wanted to say something but she couldn't. They would do unimaginable things. To Madison. To Cissa. To her parents. To Isaac. She couldn't afford to let that happen.
Isaac rubbed circles on her back, slightly uncomfortable seeing her in this state.
As the last of her tears dripped, she sniffled. She wiped her tears on the back of her hand after Isaac's shoulder was soaked with tears.
"Sorry it's full of snot now." She half-heartedly joked.
"It's alright. You okay now?" She nodded, smiling despite having tear streaks.
They stayed within each other's arms for a little bit more. Monroe was the first to withdraw.
"Thank you."
Isaac looked at her, then smiled. She was okay again. At least for now.
Madison stormed off. Pissed off at the world. Here she was trying to help her sister and Monroe, being the ungrateful little brat she was decided it was totally alright to do that to her sister.
"Oomph!" She crashed into a boy, landing on her butt. Almost her age. She knew him. She saw him when they first got here.
He didn't seem to recognise her at all.
"Watch where you're going!" He sneered, standing up.
Madison stood up.
"Do you not know who I am?" Madison poked his chest. Looking right through his eyes. They were almond shaped, he was a bit tanner than most around. His hair was spiked and sticking out in odd angles.
"Who cares?" He replied. "We're all just subjects to them anyway." Madison looked at him curiously, and sat down one of the benches.
"See something you like?" He questioned.
"You're like what, eleven? Your voice isn't even on the verge of breaking." She replied flatly. He was rendered speechless.
"I'll show you," He stared right back at her.
"Yeah?" Madison challenged him.
"You bet." He smirked. She retorted with a mirror image of his own smirk.
"Let's just see. Meet me here tomorrow, again." She stood up, about to leave when the boy stopped him.
"Wait!" He called out. She turned to see him. "It's Minho by the way. What's yours?"
"You'll know when you can out-prank me tomorrow." She smiled.
"Damn." He smiled to himself. If he didn't know any better, he might be having a crush already. And he didn't even know her name yet.
Madison came back in a slightly better mood. She was a bit hungry so she wandered off to the kitchen to look for something to eat.
Monroe was feeling the same.
And Cissa, well Cissa, did what she usually did, entertain herself with her devices. She was quite good at codebreaking even at her age.
"So, you left in a pissy mood." Monroe idly commented, before picking up an apple from the kitchen island fruit basket.
"And you've been throwing temper tantrums earlier this week." Madison replied icily.
Monroe didn't say anything.
"Why did you tell him? Why not me?" Madison asked.
"As the older─"
"For five effing minutes, Monroe. I tell you my secrets and you keep yours away from me. Why do you do that?"
"I could never be weak in front of you or Cissa. Ever."
"Well, you're being a coward for hiding your feelings."
Monroe looked at her twin sister.
"Aren't you hypocritical, sis?" Monroe pointed out.
AN: Flashback chapters needed a comeback. And today was the right chapter for something fluffy. I hope it wasn't too over the top.
Replies:
softball007: Thank you. And I definitely had that in mind when this story first started off as a plot bunny that wouldn't leave my head. I have a hard time deciding if Madison or Monroe would be the one talking. But I think the next chapter should explain that.
green angel01: Well, you got it, in a way. :) Next chapter will definitely be that one.
DuckieBubbles: Cute username! Sorry about almost murdering you. I hope you'll still be up for the next chapter, where the recording and who's saying it will be found out.