Half a Heart

Chapter 11

It was my birthday btw- so that cool ig

Steffi Point of View

I clutch onto the first thing I can get my hands on, feeling myself shake in horror at the thought of Madison still possibly being alive. I burned her, I walked away like a bad ass and she died in that building. Me and Damien even made sure to check awhile after for remains and she was completely burnt to a crisp. We got some tests taken and those teeth belonged to her. So she did die.

..Right?

I hate this, I hate rethinking things and questioning myself. This never turns out well, especially not for this family. I shake my head as I lean against someone's chest, wrapping them in a tight hug. I just want to be out of this mess. I don't want any part of it anymore.

All we've ever done is go back and fight against whoever hates us. And for some reason the author decided to make all of the enemies professional-like spies, like, who does that? And who kills over taking someone's boyfriend? Who kills over hating someone? This isn't the purge.

I feel whoever I'm holding start to rub my back, making me slowly breathe out through my clenched teeth. I feel myself slowly start to calm down as whoever is holding me rubs small circles into my back, just like what Matt used to do whenever I had anxiety attacks. I close my eyes as I burry my head in the persons chest and breathe in deeply, taking in the scent of cologne.

Zayn.

He has a specific cologne that he wears everyday and every time I see him he's wearing it. I open my eyes, keeping my gaze on the buttons of his shirt as I feel eyes on me. I try to ignore it as my mind slowly starts to fade and I can't help but think.

What if Madison really didn't die in that fire? It is possible that she could've put another body in the building and just change their name to her name in the data base so the DNA would test back positive.. But I seriously doubt it- I mean c'mon. Is Madison really that smart?

I don't think so.

She isn't alive, there's no way. No... No this is someone else. I know Madison's work- it's all I've ever seen since I met the boys in Magcon when it first started- I know her work. Someone else has got to be after us, and whoever they are they're either posing as Madison or its someone we know but probably forgot.

When it comes to names I'm pretty terrible, so if whoever is attacking decides to pop out of nowhere and say, 'Remember me?' I probably won't even remember them, or their name for that matter. So their plan would just be ruined and hopefully they'd just forget everything and go home and leave us alone.

Although, I highly doubt that.

This persons work is sloppy though, whoever it is. I mean, a rock through a window? Amateur. Clearly this is someone else besides Madison. If Madison were here she would've shot someone by now, that or shoot a bullet through the window for us to get a message. Not a rock with a note taped to it.

I suck in another breath as I fiddle with Zayn's shirt, trying to not let my mind roam and start thinking about scenarios that aren't true and that won't happen. I feel Zayn stop rubbing circles in my back and feel his hand under my chin. He lifts my chin, making me connect eyes with him.

He tilts his head, putting on a small smile as he lets out a sigh, "You okay?" He says quietly, looking at me with what looks like puppy dog eyes.

I bite the inside of my cheek. I need to be okay, I should be, but I'm not. I put on a small smile and nod, "Yeah, yeah I'm okay. Just.. Tired." I nod again, fighting the need to break down in tears, for the fiftieth time.