Chapter 3

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i start to cry me and christina made this song when we were 14 then she died a year later.

"ELIZA, COME HERE NOWW!!!"my mum shouts its probably the new neighbours so i ran down the stairs

"the neighbours are coming for dinner,so be ready by 6:30,now go"she said getting ready.i ran upstairs to look at the clock its 3;34 im going to see christina,she may be dead but shes still here.

i put on my shoes and jumper and ran to the cemetery wich is about 6 miles away. i make it there about 42 minuits later .i just sit at her grave crying i feel so useless no one visits her but me i wonder how it feels to die.about 6 minuits later it started pissing it down then came the thunder and lightning. im not leaving. i always come here rain or shine. im not leaving.i dont care if the new neighbours are coming,i dont care if i get told of,in not leaving this grace stone then i remembered i had my umbrella hanging behind a tree,dont ask,so i put it up to cover her grave stone .i looked at my watch the times is 5:31 well i better get going

"goodbye christina ill come again tomorrow"i said walking away if i walk ill probably make it home by 6 something so i better run.

beau pov (earlier today)

"sluts!!! lets go meet the neighbours"i shout/ask.i got replys of 'yeahs' and a shut the fuck up from luke.i sigh

"well im leaving nowwwww~"i say pretending to leave then they all came running down the stairs. when we arrived at the neighbours only one family was in so we went up to their door and knocked.a woman im her mid 40s opened the door and let us in,she seems nice.

"hello you must be the new neighbours,im mrs smith this is my husband mr smith and my son matthew. i do have a daughter but shes not coming down shes always in her room."she said pointing to everyone apart from her daughter .

"well im beau these are my brothers luke and jai.and these are our friends daniel and james"i said pointing to everyone.

"would u like to come for dinner tonight at 5:30?"she asked politely

"that would be nice thank you"then we left to get ready.i wonder what their daughter looks like?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~later that night~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

we knocked on the door then she opened it and invited us into her house.well i must say it is pretty big.

"well please go sit down in the dining room would you like anything to drink"she asks

"yes please just water thank you"i say as the rest nod

she just smiles and walks off

time skip dinner

we all sat down and made small talk and we sat down

then it started thunder and lightning

"ohh were are you eliza"her mother whispered in a harsh voice

than *BAM*the door slammed open letting in the cold air making us shiver.then a drenched girl came in shivering and ran upstairs

"ELIZA!"mrs smith shouted so thats their daughter eliza.

"well we better get going thank you for the meal mrs smith"i said as we got our shoes on

"thats okay boys any time i just have to go talk to my daughter see you tomorrow heres my number if you need anything"she said handing us her number before going up stairs

home

we all gathered down stairs into the lounge to play FIFA but as we were setting up we heard shouting coming from next door

"shh guys u hear that "skip said as we all sat in silence to hear the conversation

"im really sorry mum"an unfamiliar yet sweet voice said that must be eliza

"where were you you were late for dinner and you made a fool of our family"mrs smith said in a deadly tone,scary

"I'm sorry i was visiting Christina and it takes  45 minuets to run there so i did" she said sadly i wander who this christina is..

"what Christina the one who committed suiced shes fucking dead why dont you understand that your never going to see her again."me and the boys just looked at each other in shock wow this woman is bipolar

"..."

"thats what i thought now your meeting the neighbours tomorrow and help them settle in."

eliza pov

after my conversation with my mum i went to bed well tommorows going to be fun.
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