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25. Not again...

*Katrina's POV* 

It's great to have Niall back. I really missed him. His eyes, his voice, his goofiness. I missed it all. 

But what I didn't know was that my happiness would be ripped away again...

*Tia's POV*

I'm really happy for Kat and Niall. They're cute, destined for each other. There's no denying it. But I can't help but have a bad feeling in my gut. Something is going to go wrong. I know it.

~1 week later~ 

*Tia's POV*

I'm really bored at the moment. I can't do anything with anybody because Kat is busy catching up with Niall, the boys and the girls are busy and I don't really know anyone else around here. Hmm. I'll just have to make something up to do. 

Ooh, I could have a TV marathon. I could watch 'The Suite Life of Zack and Cody. I used to love that show. Then my love moved on to 'The Suite Life on Deck' but then it finished and I cried for about three days. I wasn't happy if you couldn't tell. Those shows were my childhood. 

I stick the first episode on and then snuggle into the sofa after grabbing some chocolate and popcorn, along with some coca cola. I love that stuff. It's so fizzy. I just don't like it when it comes out of my nose. That's a horrible feeling. 

***

By the time I'm on the thirteenth episode of 'The Suite Life of Zack and Cody' I'm nearly falling asleep, my eyes are drooping and I can't help but drop into a deep sleep. 

*Lizzie's POV*

Okay, so the plan didn't work the first time so I'm going to give Tia what she deserves. 

***

I'm at her house, standing at the back door. I slowly open it, luckily it didn't creak. I start creeping towards the living room, where I knew where Tia was because I saw her through the window. She's still there, thankfully. She's sleeping. 

That makes everything so much easier. I shuffle over to the couch where she is laying on, sleeping. I grab the little bottle of sleeping substance from my pocket. I know she's already sleeping but she'll most likely wake up when I lift her. 

***

I have given her the medicine and am now attempting to carry her unconscious body on my back to my car, which is currently parked outside but out of the public eye. I open the door after making sure no-one could see us and slowly lay her on the back seat. Her eyes remain closed, which is a relief. I start the car and am on my way. 

~A few hours later~

*Tia's POV*

Ugh, I feel really drowsy. Not good, maybe I'm starting to get sick. I then realise I'm in an awkward position, sitting up. I shake the drowsiness of my eyes and out of my head and find out I'm tied to a wooden chair. Great.

 I look around the room I am enclosed in. It's quite big but bare. There's only a few pieces of furniture in here, of which includes a little table, a small chair and a lamp .I try all I can to get loose. but I can't. This person can tie a tight knot. Impressive. But not really in this circumstance. I need to get out of here as soon as I can. 

The door on the right hand side of the room opens and there standing in the doorway, smirking, is Lizzie.

I can't do anything but sit there and watch her, coming closer. She stops moving then she gets to arms length and just stands there silently, not moving a muscle. After about thirty seconds, I finally hear something from her. "So, you comfortable?" She asks me, with a cheeky grin. I just give her a scowl back.

"So you aren't comfortable?" She playfully questions me. "No I'm not." I manage to spit out at her, trying to budge the rope that bound me to the uncomfortable chair. She doesn't reply, she just smirks. Lizzie walks around me so she's standing beside me. She moves her head to the side in a cocky, sarcastic kind of way and says, "Struggling won't do anything to help will it? It's a little too tight to do that." She moves so she is parallel to my back, behind me. She bend over and whispers in my ear, "I'll be back in an hour." then leaves the room, smiling to herself.

*Lizzie's POV*

I have to stop myself laughing but I can't help myself from doing so. I managed to get her where I wanted her and she couldn't do anything to stop it. She is so stupid. I could've got myself out of that rope in the blink of an eye, mind you I did tie the knots, so obviously I would know how to easily undo them. I learnt how to do and undo knots at brownie camp when I was eleven. It's finally came in handy.

My thoughts are interrupted by a tinkling of laughter coming through from the living room upstairs. I don't recognise it at first but when I hear the rumbling voice of Matthew the name instantly comes to my mind. That little brat we adopted a few weeks ago. I told Matt to take her away for a few days so she wasn't put in the middle of this but he must have brought her back early. I walk up the stairs and into the living room as swiftly as I can. As I assumed, right there was Matt and the brat herself. What's her name again?.. Something beginning with 'S' I remember that. Oh well. I just shrug it off.

"Hey Matt." I say to him with a sharp edge on my tone. He stands there looking at me, scared out of his wits. "Umm, hi Liz." He says, after hesitating. I give him a hard look and turn my attention to the kid on the sofa. "You." I say pointing to her. Her little head whips up to look at me. "Go upstairs to your room, Matt will show you where it is." She nods, her little eyes wide, and does what I had asked her. Matt beckons her to follow him and he leands her upstairs to the little room we, well Matt, set up for her. I hadn't really seen it yet, I hadn't had time but we'll get rid of the little beast soon enough, when all of this 'drama' is over. Ugh, this is such hard work.

After a few minutes I hear light footsteps treading down the stairs, I immediately recognise them as Matt's. As I thought, a few seconds later Matt comes around the corner to the living room and stands in front of me."Why are you here, I told you to take her out somewhere for two weeks. I'm not done with everything yet. I have someone in one of the rooms... downstairs." I ask him. His eyes widen as he takes in and realises what I had just said. "Umm.." He thinks for a moment. "She wanted to come back." I shake my head at him. "So you brought her back? Why couldn't you have just said 'No' and changed the subject?" Matt just stands there, not saying a word. "I tried but she gave me the eyes." He murmurs but I hear him very clearly. I look at him in disbelief. "She gave you the eyes? That's the reason you brought her back?" I sigh and walk past him but not before slapping him on the arm.

I climb up the stairs fast and conceal myself in my room. I make sure I lock the door behind me before I sit on my bed. I pull the edge of my mattress up and pull out the diary I keep in there. I grab a pen out of the drawer in my bedside table and start writing my next entry. I let my feelings pour out on the page, my real feelings of Niall, everything that happened today and our 'child' that we are stuck with until all of this rubbish is over.

A while later, I'm finished. I carefully slip the purple and blue spotted diary under the mattress again, where it belongs. I then stick the pen back in the drawer so I don't lose it. I actually can't believe that no-one has caught on yet. I mean, come on. It's been over a day now.