Never Give Up (UNDER EDITING)

Chapter 5. Figuring out.

Steffi POV)

We pull into our home drive way, I shut my car door, I go into the house and go into the kitchen, I sit down on a stool near the island, "What the hell!?" I say.

Marlee sighs and grabs water, "I don't know."

"Did they all come to the UK? Even Cam?" I say his name angrily/ sadly remembering.

"I don't know." She says again groaning.

"How, and why did they come to the UK?" Bree asks.

"Clearly, it's because of us. Think about it!" I sigh.

"And they obviously flew over." Mahogany says.

"Think about it though, Giorgia and Jack G," I say.

Giorgia looks down, fiddling with her hair, "Marlee and Taylor," I look over my shoulder to Marlee who closes her eyes.

"Bree was starting to talk to Carter," Bree swallows.

"Zayra was starting to like Nash," Zayra looks down frowning, playing with the hem of her shirt.

"And Me, scratch that, I don't even know who likes me. Matt, Cam and I don't even know." I grumble looking down. Damn feelings.

I hear multiple sighs throughout the room, "I miss them." Marlee twists a strand of her hair.

I frown looking down at the white tiled floor; I've missed them since we've landed. I feel tears brim in my eyes, thinking about the fun, hilarious, crazy times we've all had together, I look up and wipe my eyes, "I'm gonna go into my room." I grab a water bottle of Voss and go up the stairs.

I close my bedroom door and sit down on my bed, we actually saw Taylor Caniff, who else was with him? Or was he just alone looking for Marlee? I shake my head and stand up, I go to my closet and grab a blue tee shirt, and some work out shorts.

I grab my phone and look at my notifications blowing up on twitter, I see most my fans tweeting a photo of Bradley looking at me while we sing together, People are saying "I wish someone looked at me that way😭"

I smile weakly. It would never work out even if we tried to be together.. To many bullshit has happened, and we all have to follow orders. I sigh and snap shot the picture, then close out of twitter.

I stand up, seeing it's already 10PM. I think for a moment on what to do, I turn my hanging lights on in my room, then open my French doors and turn on the outside hanging lights too, I walk and sit down on my sofa couch out here, looking at the stars.

I can't believe all the things that have happened, in all honesty I just want to forget everything, go back to the bullying or even way back then, and restart, maybe even be friends with the boys in high school.

It's terrible being away from them, we really shouldn't have ran away.. But we did, because we're scared of what may happen. You see, Madison got ahold of us, emailed us, texted us, called us, everything, we blocked everything and didn't even bother to look at her messages, until one day-Two weeks ago- she came to our front door.

We were damn surprised, but she told us about her working for my father still, blah, blah, blah, but she also said we couldn't keep in contact with the boys, otherwise one by one, each of us girls will be eliminated. Killed, I would be the last one alive. Alone, but I don't wanna risk the girls lives.

I've been thinking about leaving, hiding away, so no one will get hurt and they can be happy with the boys, but Madison threatened me with that too.

She monitors us, we have to tell her if we've seen the boys or she'll already know anyways, cause she "watches" us. I sigh and cross my arms and lean back into the chair.