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27 February 2006 @ 06:36 pm
Fic: What Could Have Been  
Title: What Could Have Been
Author: Nicole
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1,503
Character: Madison
Spoilers: Seasons 1 & 2
Summary: Five things that could have happened to Madison Sinclair.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Rob Thomas, not me. Lyrics belong to Garbage.
Author's Note: Written for the first challenge at 5thingsthat. I decided to pick a character that I haven't written much of so please feel free to let me know how you think I did. I'd love the feedback. The lyrics used are from the songs "Temptation Waits," "#1 Crush," and "I Think I'm Paranoid" by Garbage. Hope you enjoy!


I. I am a wolf but I like to wear sheep’s clothing

Madison was pissed. What had Dick been thinking? It didn’t matter if he thought Veronica Mars was the biggest slut in California. She’d shown up in the arms of Logan Echolls. That alone should have been signal enough that insults toward her would no longer be welcome. But Dick just had to open his mouth, didn’t he?

It didn’t matter that Logan was an idiot for getting involved with her. The point was that he had gotten involved with her, which meant that anything unpleasant about her couldn’t be said out loud.

She fought to keep her expression neutral when she spotted Veronica through the crowd. Unlike Dick, she knew how to keep her mouth shut.

She shook her head when she saw Logan walk up to Veronica, saying something that made her smile.

Just because she was here didn’t mean she had to watch them fawn all over each other.

Madison made a sound of disgust, turning away. If she had to see that she knew that she wouldn’t be able to stop herself from saying something. She turned and headed down the hall, away from the party.

She let out a startled cry as she rounded the corner and slammed into a solid chest. Strong arms reached out to steady her.

“Sorry about that. Are you okay?” he asked. She nodded.

“Yes. Sorry about that, Mr. Echolls.” Her smile automatically became an odd combination of politeness and flirtatious.

He smiled, teeth glinting in the semi-darkness of the hallway. “Please. Call me Aaron.”

II. You’re just like me

Madison wanted to go back to San Diego. She didn’t care that they had lived in Neptune when she was a baby. They’d left so there’d probably been a reason.

She frowned at the elementary school from her mom’s car and crossed her arms. In her mind, it was already final that she wasn't going in there. They were going to move back to San Diego, where they lived on the beach and she built sandcastles that she ruled over as princess of the land.

Neptune had a beach but it wasn’t her beach.

“I want to go home,” Madison declared. Her mom reached out and smoothed a hand over her hair.

“Give it a chance. You might make some new friends.” She gave Madison an encouraging smile. For a moment, Madison didn’t move and then she sighed and nodded before getting out of the car. Her mom’s smile widened. “I’ll see you this afternoon, honey,” she called through the window.

Madison nodded, dredging up a smile for her mother’s benefit before turning to face the school. She could hear the kids laughing and knew that morning recess was still going on. She was glad about that because it was better than going in during the middle of class.

She paused at the edge of the playground, looking around for someone to play with. She stopped when she saw two girls on the swings. One was dressed boldly in a bright red shirt and a black skirt while the other wore a simple white shirt and jean shorts. She took a deep breath before walking up to them. She dropped her bag at the base of the pole and over at the girl in red who was watching her with curiosity.

“Can I sit here?” she asked. The girl nodded and waited until she had started to swing before speaking.

“You’re new here.” It wasn’t a question but Madison didn’t know how else to answer except by saying,

“Yeah.”

The girl nodded, her long blonde hair sailing out behind her. “I thought so,” she said. “I’m Lilly. And this is Veronica.” She motioned to the other girl who smiled and lifted one hand in a wave.

“Hi.”

Madison looked back and forth between the two and smiled back. “Hi. I’m Madison.”

III. Prop me up with another pill

Everything was blurry. She wasn’t sure what was going on. At the moment, she wasn’t too sure of anything.

The only thing Madison knew was that the last thing she remembered was accepting a drink from Dick. He had actually remembered to get her diet instead of regular for once, so she’d taken it.

She turned and the room turned with her causing her to stumble. She must have been drunker than she thought.

“Hey babe.”

Madison paused, swaying a bit and looked up, squinting a bit to try and make things clearer.

“Dick?” she asked. He nodded, a knowing grin on his face.

“Yeah. I was looking for you,” he said.

She would have replied but the room chose that moment to slowly tilt to the side. Wincing, she reached out and grabbed Dick’s arm for balance. He put a hand on her shoulder, steadying her.

“Too much to drink?” He laughed at some unknown joke as he asked the question and Madison nodded. Dick stepped forward, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her body against his. He slid a hand down her back and Madison shuddered at the sensation as his hand slipped below her top so he was touching skin. She moaned into his mouth as he backed her up against the wall before pulling back. He pulled her away from the wall and began to guide her in the direction of the guestrooms. “Why don’t we find you a bed?”

IV. When I’m not sure who I am

Madison stared at her parents, unable to believe what it was they were telling her. She took a deep breath.

“What?” she asked.

“It doesn’t change the fact that you’re our daughter,” her mother said. Madison shook her head, jerking her hand away when her mother reached out to touch her. She saw the flicker of hurt in her eyes but she couldn’t bring herself to care. She looked at her father, waiting for him to deny everything that she’d just been told. The look on his face only confirmed everything that she’d just been told.

She wanted to say something but she could feel her throat closing so she stood instead.

“Madison,” her father started. She shook her head and glared at them.

“I don’t want to hear it.” She didn’t wait for an answer, choosing to go upstairs to her room instead.

Madison paused in the doorway. She loved her parents, she knew that. But she’d never been so damn angry at them. She could feel the betrayal bubbling up inside her, merging with the anger and she slammed the door closed behind her.

This room wouldn’t have been hers if there hadn’t been a mix-up. Her whole life was a lie.

This was her only thought as she stormed through the room, ripping the comforter off the bed and dropping it to the floor. She turned and stared at her desk a moment before sweeping everything onto the floor, listening to the sound of glass breaking. She glanced down and saw the shattered glass that covered the picture of her family, sinking to the floor as it all began to sink in.

Yes, she loved her family. But that didn’t change things. She stood and walked out of her room, heading downstairs where her parents were both in the kitchen. She took a deep breath.

“I need the Mackenzies’ address,” she said.

She didn’t know if she’d even speak to them. She just wanted to see what they looked like.

And after that, she was going to dye her hair dark brown.

V. You can look but you can’t touch

Madison wondered what it would be like to feel all that skin beneath her hands. It was the sort of thing that distracted her during class even as she sneered and kept up her mask for the world to see. She imagined following the lines of that body with her hands.

The sound of laughter drew her gaze and she rolled her eyes even as she imprinted the moment in her memory so that she could bring back that image of an arched neck.

She closed her eyes and imagined running her fingers through soft hair. There’d be a catch of breath and then a moan when her hands moved lower.

Madison knew that it would never happen. Even if it could, she’s not entirely sure she’d follow through with it anyway. But it never hurt to imagine what it would be like if she was able to make those bright eyes go blind or what it would be like to hear them moan her name.

She shifted, taking a breath as the bell rang, interrupting her thoughts. She straightened, her eyes following Veronica as she walked into the building. Their eyes briefly met and Madison managed a glare that caused Veronica to roll her eyes and shake her head. It’d never happen. Veronica was with Duncan, Madison was involved as well and the two of them would never work.

It was just a fantasy. Nothing more.

 
 
 
Ravenjaded_icy_rose on February 27th, 2006 10:36 pm (UTC)
Ooh. I like.

No wait, make that LOVE! ^_^

Great job and I can't wait to see what else you can get done with your other challenges.
Nicole: Look! A Weevil icon!blue_icy_rose on February 28th, 2006 05:36 pm (UTC)
Hee! Thanks! Madison was a bit of a pain to try and write...especially since I wanted to explore more than what we've seen of her on the show. (You know, see her in less bitchy moments, lol.)

So glad that you enjoyed this! ^_^
dasq: kazedasq on March 1st, 2006 04:40 am (UTC)
Lol, picking up on the change of hair color was a great idea! I especially liked the last one, Madison is so in love with Veronica ^__~
great work!
Nicole: Lust personified is right!blue_icy_rose on March 1st, 2006 04:52 pm (UTC)
Aw, thanks! I knew I wanted to get in the Madison/Mac switch and the change of hair color in there and that's what came out.

As for Madison lusting after Veronica...totally unexpected. I didn't even know that's what the last one would be. But I really like the way it turned out so yay! Thanks again!
Salamanda: Bond + Q LOL [shimmeryshine]tastylilgifty on March 5th, 2006 04:37 am (UTC)
Yay. Madison had lezzie tendencies! Hee. Don't we all. ;)