Chapter 5

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Rebecca awoke the next morning in a strange bedroom and for a brief moment she had forgotten where she was until she heard a knock on the door.

"Yes" she said as she yawned and sat up slightly.

Niall emerged from behind the door "hey" he smiled with a tray of bagels topped with crème cheese and an orange juice on the side. "I made us some breakfast and thought we could eat it in bed before we went to go pick the boys up from the hospital"

Rebecca blushed slightly and smiled at how thoughtful and utterly adorable he was.

          Once they had finished their breakfast Niall gave her a baggy t-shirt and a pair of small jogging bottoms and left so she could get ready. When they arrived at the hospital Niall went off to speak to the doctor about when the boys could leave as Rebecca sat and chatted with the boys.

          Just as Rebecca and the boys left the hospital they walked past Olivia, who was entering the building. Rebecca noted that she didn't look too great. Her hair was in a messy bun; she had on yesterday's makeup which was all smeared down her face; she hadn't put any effort into her outfit which was unusual because Olivia always liked to look her best, even in the worst situations; and finally her eyes were red and swollen. She had been crying. Olivia looked how Rebecca felt. For a minute, Rebecca felt sorry for her, until some of the memories of the previous night flooded into her mind and the pity she previously felt turned into anger.

          As Rebecca walked past, she purposefully gave Olivia a shove. Olivia whimpered a bit but it was barely audible. This action alone made Rebecca feel bad. Really bad. She barely remembered what they had fought about at this point. The anger she felt before was based on what Niall had told her and she felt like she had to be angry but really, she didn't know what to be angry about.

          Olivia kept walking until she hit the boys room, at which she ran to Michael and cried some more, explaining in great detail what had happened and how she felt bad. She then realised she was selfish, both last night and right now. She had come to ask when they were being released but she had forgotten to ask. So, she did what she came here to do. The rest of the boys came in, with bags on their shoulders, asking if Michael was ready to go. Olivia felt humiliated that she hadn't noticed that there was a bag at his feet. She apologised profusely for keeping him and offered to give them a lift.

          Once they had been signed out and had all piled into Olivia's small car, they headed to the apartment. Olivia didn't feel ready enough to go home and face Rebecca yet so she stayed with the boys. Luke and Calum had gone to get drinks and food for everyone and Ashton was in the bathroom so it was just Olivia and Michael left.

Olivia jokingly grabbed his phone and said "I'm going to take a load of selfies for you to admire when I'm not here,"

Michael chuckled and said "Go for it!" so Olivia proceeded to swipe his screen up and take many selfies for Michael to look at. She took at least 3 with every filter available on the iPhone itself. Suddenly she felt a vibration. She stopped taking selfies, returned to the home screen and read all the messages. One said he won't be spilling to the cops any time soon. Or ever. -R with a picture of a dead man attached to it who was clearly murdered.

Olivia put the phone down, stood up and said "You know what? I feel guilty about Rebecca, I'm going to see if she's at the apartment," and with that, she left.

          Meanwhile Rebecca was at apartment 22. She was lying with her feet up on the sofa, leaning against Harry when she felt the urge to pee, so she excused herself and got up to go. She must have taken a wrong turn or something because she pushed the door open to the bathroom but it wasn't the bathroom, it was a room, filled with plans and weapons. Rebecca sifted through them for a while until Harry called her.

She was about to run to the door but she decided she didn't want to just run out like that, so she said "Women's troubles. I'll be back soon though," before she ran out.

          When the girls got to the apartment they were both breathless with shock and tiredness from leaving so quickly. They collapsed onto the sofa and started to talk about what they had seen. It took about an hour for them to get through everything.

          The conversation ended with Rebecca asking "what have we gotten ourselves into?"

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