Never Give Up (UNDER EDITING)

Chapter 15. Torture.

A/N this is what Marlee looks like in the story:) 👆

Steffi POV)

I stay sitting down. Everyone else is walking around or something, I'm sitting starring at the floor. I hear a car pull into our drive way, I look up to see four tallish figures walking towards the door. Shawn opens it and smiles, "Hey Brad," He bro hugs him.

Bradley walks in along with his other band mates, them looking around as I stay looking down. Bradley looks in my direction and stops, locking his eyes on me. I slowly look up and catch his gaze, "Hello Bradley." I say.

He walks over and sits across from me, "Who are you?" He asks.

I furrow my eyebrows, "I don't-"

"You left us at the pizza place, we never got your names." He nods.

I swallow, "My name is Steffani, call me Steffi or Steff." I nod.

He smiles, "Well, shall we get going to my house then?" He stands and holds his hand out towards me.

I take it and he helps me to my feet, We walk to the door, "Everyone have everything they need?"

I nod, "Yeah we should." I cross my arms waiting to leave.

"We can't all fit in the van.." Tristan says.

I shrug, "I'll take our van." I shrug.

The girls all agree that they'll ride with me. We all walk out the door, I'm the last one out. I look around the house before shutting the lights off and shutting the door.

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I follow the boys van. We start to move and go down a long dirt road. I sit in the clear back, alone. I look to my hands and fiddle with them. I sigh and close my eyes. I feel a warm tear fall from my left eye. I open them and look out the window while sniffling quietly. Georgia turns around and rests her chin on the seat while watching me sadly.

"Wanna talk about it?" She asks quietly. Everyone else is in their own conversation.

I shake my head as I watch small rain drops start to fall, "Not really. Thanks though." I whisper while swallowing.

She nods understanding, "Everything will be okay. I promise." She smiles.

I nod, "Yeah." I say looking at the now huge droplets on the window.

Why do I feel like everything won't be okay?

I feel the car come to a stop. I look up to see a house about as big as me and the girls home. A bit bigger though. We all get out and go in. I walk into the foyer into the dining room, "I'll show you where you can sleep." Bradly leads me up the staircase.

I nod and walk up with my small bag I packed. We turn and go through the first door, to see a pretty small simple room with hanging lights and blue bed sheets, "I hope you don't mind how small it is-"

"It's fine Bradly. I had a room smaller than this before." I smile.

He nods, "Well I guess I'll be down stairs if you need me." He walks out shutting the door.

I breath in and set my bag on the bed. This actually seems like a cool tumblr room. I sit down next to my bag. I fall back on the bed and sigh again, "Why does all this have to happen?" I mutter looking up at the white ceiling.

I hear a knock at the door, "Come in." I grumble sitting up.

"Hey." Zayra says softly walking in, she shuts the door.

I do a head nod, "Yo." I look down to the white carpet.

"Wanna talk now?" She asks softly.

I nod, "Yeah." I shrug.