Page 42 of Asphyxia
Madison’s eyes darkened as she broke eye contact with me and looked up towards Adrian.
“I don’t need fixing, Adrian.” She snarled just before the entire cavern erupted into chaos.
Madisonhasn’tspokenasingle word since I brought her home. Marcus was slightly annoyed that I wrapped her up in my bed instead of his, but he was going to have to suck it up.
This wasn’t about him anymore, it was about her, and Adrian fucked her up in that underground home base.
She gave her sanity to protect me down there when I didn’t even deserve it. The way Madison looked at me—her shattering heart visible through her eyes as she tore herself apart, deciding between her sister’s lives and mine—
“Has she said anything yet?” Marcus asked as I entered the living room, giving Madison some space and much-needed rest.
“Nothing… she’s just staring out the window in silence. I’m not going to force her to talk right now.” I sighed, unable to think of how to help her out of this state of numbness.
“Adrian really fucked her up over the years they were together,” Marcus mumbled, staring blankly at the coffee table as I fell onto the couch and stretched my arms out across the back.
“How do you know that?”
“After you made me realize that I knew nothing about her, I started doing some digging into her history and past relationships.”
“Don’t tell her that.” I chuckled lightly. “She’ll consider you a stalker—”
“She attempted to file a restraining order against him—Adrian—but it never held up in court,” Marcus added with a frown, chewing the side of his cheek.
“Doesn’t surprise me… but doesn’t make it any less fucked up in the end.” I groaned as I ran a hand through my greasy and matted hair.
I needed a fucking shower. I had been so worried about Madison and her mental state that I hadn’t even taken a second to breathe myself.
Marcus stood from his chair, stretching his arms up before placing his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants.
“Well… I’m sure you need a break after everything that just went down. Why don’t I lay with her while you…” He gestured to my disheveled appearance. “Get yourself cleaned up and eat something. You’re not going to be any help to her if you’re dead.”
I huffed a laugh, shaking my head as Marcus skirted around the couch and made his way down the hall to my room.
If only he knew…
I had yet to tell Marcus the full details of what happened in those tunnels, and I was still unsure if I ever would.
Evenashowerfailedto shut my mind off from the events of last night. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop thinking about Madison and how she called mehers. The thought of her choosing me over Chyler and Alexis.Why?
“You don’t get to come into my life and then rip yourself out of it days later.”
Days. We had known each other intimately for less than five days, and it wasn’t even on an emotional level. It was sex, just sex.
Madison was closer to Marcus than me and she knew him a hell of a lot longer, too. Yet here she was, ready to pass up the opportunity to save her sisters, saving my life instead.
Amber wouldn't have bat an eye had someone been holding a gun to her best friend's head and mine, giving her a choice to save only one of us. She would've chosen Mel, the only friend she had, over me.
Amber and Madison were vastly different. One believed in self-sacrifice, while the other couldn't give a fuck about anything or anyone unless either somehow benefited her in the end. And I knew for a fact that Amber thought I'd never be good enough for her.
I leaned forward in the shower, pressing my weight onto my palms against the cool tile wall. The warm water from the shower head cascaded down my back and wrapped around my waist before falling to the floor.
For the longest time, the only woman I ever saw myself ending up with was Amber, and now, for the first time ever, all I could think about was Madison. Her piercing blue-grey eyes, long, silky white blonde hair, and the curve of her plush heart-shaped lips.
It was freeing to imagine someone other than my ex, closing my eyes and seeing someone worth my desire—someone who desired me in return.
As I stood under the water with my eyes closed, I could feel a break in the water as cool hands glided from my lower back to the front of my waist before descending even lower.
I stiffened, in more places than one, sucking in a sharp breath as I felt a small body press up against my back, one hand sliding down to grab my semi-hard dick while the other moved up my chest to grip my shoulder.
