Madison jumped up at the sound of her ringtone. She had been lying on her bed for hours with nothing to do. Mostly because it was the weekend and she didn't have work. This was exactly why she hated weekends, as there was nothing to do the entire day and she hated being idle as it would make her think. Smiling widely when she saw that it was Alvarez calling, she swiped to answer and brought it to her ear. "Hey, Alvarez! How are you.” “I’m okay, and you.” “I’m fine. Oh my goodness! It's so good to hear from you. I'm so sorry, I've been meaning to call you for a while now, but something always comes up and I always seem to forget.” She sighed apologetically. Alvarez laughed, "It's okay. You're busy, I get it and I really don't mind being the one to call. Are you good though?" Madison smiled widely, her face lifting. Talking with her best friend always put her in a good mood. "I'm fine, I guess. What about you? And how is your wife? Is the baby here yet?" Alvarez gave a loud laugh, "No, not yet but soon enough, I think. Like I said before, you'll be the first to know. It’s a promise that I intend to keep." "Alright then.” She laughed and he joined in it too. She suddenly remembered something that had happened a few days ago. The call with Damien the other day, one she’d been meaning to talk to him about. After she had deliberated on calling Alvarez in the early hours of the morning to inform him of the call, she had completely forgotten still, and there was no better time to bring it up than now. So clearing her throat she said, "Something weird happened a few days ago. I planned to call you but I forgot about it." "Something weird?" Alvarez asked, and Madison could hear the worry peeking into his voice, “What is it?” "Damien called.” She blurted, “He was acting so strange really and saying lot of things that seemed to good to be true. I couldn't tell if he was being serious and honest, but then again, he was drunk so.." "What did he say?" Alvarez asked, sounding more interested than she thought he would be and that she honestly didn't mind. "Well, he apologized a lot. About everything, about the letters… He said he didn’t get them, and he said something about making it up to me. His words… they felt strange and I wasn't sure if he was being genuine. People say a lot of things when they're drunk, you know so I just waved his talk over.” Alvarez hummed in agreement, "You're right, Maddie. But what do you think though?" She froze in surprise. She hadn't been expecting that question, but the more she thought about it, the more she realized that she didn't really know. He was drunk, and he probably would have forgotten about it. It was just a drunken mistake, and she had even said this. Madison's heart clenched at that thought but she dismissed it, blinking as the last thing she needed was to get emotional now. "I don't know what to believe at all.” She whispered into the phone. There was a brief moment of silence, before she said again, “Before he ended the call though, he kept on muttering something about coming to London to get or meet me. Or I have no idea what he meant by that. Do you? You work with him, yeah? You would know if he had any plans of going to London… or was it just another drunken bluff?" She laughed gently. She started to worry when there was no response from Alvarez, and she called his name slowly, "Alvarez? Alvarez are you there?” He cleared his throat, and then dropped a bombshell, one she just didn’t want to hear at all, "He was telling the truth about coming to London. Damien has a flight booked to London already, and he will be there very soon." Madison felt like her chest had just exploded, “What? What did you just say?” Her hands began to shake as she tried to wipe off the perspiration on them, "H-he's coming to London? W-why? For what?” Different thoughts ran through her mind, as to why he would come all the way to London. Did he really just want to see her or would it turn out that he was here to get his revenge on her, and her family finally. The stalker, the threat letter, Damien's weird call… everything raced through her head so quickly that Madison began to feel dizzy. "What does he want here? What does he want from me? P-please if you know what he's planning, can you tell me. I need to know and I…" She trailed off, laying her hand on her chest trying to calm her heavily beating heart. "Madison… calm down, okay? Just calm down. It's nothing to worry about, I assure you." "No! I can't do this anymore. I still haven't recovered from the call from my dad and now this? What did I—""Wait, your dad called?" Alvarez asked, his voice hoarse with surprise, "When? What did he want?" Trying not to break down in a pool of tears, Madison cursed inwardly at her slip of tongue and shakily she recounted everything that had happened at the market yesterday. What her father had said, the threats, the accusations, amongst other things and when she was done, a lump had already hung in her throat, but Madison didn’t cry. She was just tired of crying. "Jeez, Maddie. I am so sorry about that. Had I known about this, I wouldn’t have said a thing.” Alvarez added his voice low but she just shook her head although he could not see her, and said, "It doesn't matter now. However do you know if it's going to be a disaster. Should Damien come here, would he come and cause more harm than good? Tell me what you know Alvarez, please." She begged. "Maddie… just relax.” He cooed, "Okay just cool down. Take some deep breaths, and steady yourself." Although Madison felt herself beginning to break down, she managed to do as he said, her hands still on her chest and she rubbed it softly. "I spoke with Damien, and I can assure you that he's not coming to London to get you, or hurt you. Whatever he might have said on the phone that night, he was just drunk like you noticed and I promise you he won’t cause you any harm. He just needs to get some answers about the past. He wouldn’t like me telling you this, but I just have to, so you can be at ease. He wants to get some answers from your family. So you don't need to panic at all.” "You keep telling me to calm down, but all these you are saying is just adding to my anxiety. You are not even listening to me at all!" She exclaimed, yelling over his voice, and whimpering her voice breaking she asked, “Whose side are you on? Whose side are you on, because it can’t be my side. You just don't understand me, okay? You don't, at all! If you did you would know why I don't want him here. You would know that I don’t want him anywhere near—" "Madison, you need to relax. Please. I know that..." “No, no! You don’t!” She half yelled, and shaking her head, Madison angrily ended the call, groaning in anger as she tossed her phone to the wall, watching the screen shatter at the impact. Her breathing was hollow already and she clutched at her stomach, desperately trying to catch her breath as her eyes began to burn. Letting herself slump down the wall she was resting on, she fell heavily to the floor, her shoulders racking with sobs as tears began to spill down her face.