Hidden (UN-EDITED; on hiatus indefinitely, sorry)

Chapter Twenty-Three

"Brooke?"

"Yeah?"

"We have to leave for New York soon... it's the next stop on our tour."

Me and Zayn were sitting on his bed. The boys had just got done eating and practicing, so he had a little bit of a break.

"Alright... what about it?"

"I was wondering... if you were going to come with us."

We sat in silence while I digested that.

"Well, yeah... I guess. I mean, I don't really have anywhere else to go, so I guess I have to."

He looked a little hurt.

"I don't mean it like that, I just mean-"

"I know, I know..."

"'Kay, good."

"Okay, I'll tell the boys to buy an extra ticket." He smiled at me. "So-"

"ZAYN!!!"

We both groaned.

"What is it Louis?" Zayn asked.

"OH- actually, I forgot. NEVERMIND!"

I rolled my eyes.

"Anyways, I was going to say I need to go make sure the stuff was packed..."

"Wait, you mean we're leaving... like, now?"

"No... Tomorrow morning at eight."

"Oh... okay."

He smiled at me, and I smiled back. Then, he left the room and started shouting at Louis for who knows what.

I laid back on the bed, staring at the ceiling. I was tired; I didn'tget much sleep because of the party. I turned onto my side and closed my eyes.

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"Mom?"

"Yes?"

"Where are you? It's so dark in here."

I cringed at the sound of her scream.

"Mom...?"

My blood ran cold as the dark floor was replaced by a spreading puddle of red. I take a step forward and am horrified by what I see. A small squeak came from somewhere inside me.

"Brooke, sweety, why didn't you listen to me?" the moaned, her eyes struggling to stay open."I told you that boy was no good..."

Tears filled my eyes.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I should have listened!" I fell to my knees, the blood splashing onto my white dress.

"Brooke..." she moaned. Her eyes slowly close and I was left alone in the silence.

"Mom... no. No. NO!"

Tears fell freely from my eyes, disolving into the puddle of blood on the floor.

"Mom... don't leave me..."

I heared footsteps.

"Brooke..." said the voice of m father.

"Dad, you have to-"

"Brooke," he said, stepping into my veiw, "save your sister..." He was bleeding from his chest.

More tears blurred my vision as he fell next to my mother. I sat and watched as the life seemed to leave him. Then, I heard a screm.

"Brooke, help!!!"

I recognized the voice as Crystal and ran in the direction of her voice. Once she was in sight, she began to run towards me, but stopped suddenly, gasping for air. She clawed at her neck before falling to the ground.

"Crystal..."

I ran over to her lifeless body, sobbing. I heard footsteps and looked up horrified. Xavier stood over me, grinning like a mad man.

"Brooke..."

I screamed, noticing the knife in his hands.

"Brooke!!!"

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I woke up screaming.

"Brooke, it's okay... It was just a dream..."

Zayn was sitting next to me on the bed. His brown eyes met mine.

"Brooke, what did you see?"

He stared at me, waiting for an answer. I looked away as I felt tears welling up in my eyes.

"Nothing..."

I looked back at him and could tell that my response wasn't in the least believable.

"Well try to get some sleep. We have a long plane ride tomorrow and it's really late... Wake me up if you wake up again."

He laid down next to me. I stayed staring at the ceiling, still trying to get my grip on things. I'm fine... it was just a dream...

But it wasn't completely. Everyone was dead. And it was all Xavier's fault.