Echo *:*Team Crafted FF*:* [Slow Updates]

Echo*:*Team Crafted FF*:*

Chapter five: "Just a daydream."

Who cares if she's gone? Nobody would really care.

Echo's P.O.V.

"Echo!" I heard Ty shout. "Huh?" I asked, shaking my head, looking at him.

"You've been staring at the sky for about fifteen minutes, and I've been trying to call you. Are you okay?" I nod my head, faking a smile. "I'm fine Ty."

He smiles, "Good, cause Team Crafted just came." I froze, my smile fading slightly.

What if it's like it was in my dream? What if they do that to me? I felt panic shoot through my body like a rocket. "I'm gonna go rest, I'm kinda tired." Ty kissed my forehead, and waved goodbye as I ran up to my room.

I don't want a repeat of what happened in my dream...No...

"Echo!" Adam's ever so cruel voice rang out. I frowned, but as I made my way downstairs I replaced it with a fake smile. "Yes, Adam?" I say, watching as he set down his bags. He looked at me, a smirk on his face. "Go make us dinner, your eating with us too. So make yourself some food too."

"Would steak be okay?" I ask. His eyes widened, he then smiled. "With mash potatoes and gravy, add some vegetables too." He shooed me off.

I walked into the kitchen, and began the feast.

*:* Small time skip Maybe?*:*

I set the plates down. The steak was already done, the sides were too. The boys started to pile in. Each greeted me with an insult. They saw the food and sat down, digging in. I cut a small portion of steak off, it was the size of my palm, maybe smaller. That was all I took. I could feel their eyes watching me eat. "Wow...the whore is finally good for something..."

"I agree with you, Jerome." Mitch stated. Everyone else agreed. I took a sip of my water, then finished off my steak. I stood up to leave, grabbing my plate.

"That's all your eating?" Jason questioned. "I'm already fat as it is, if I eat anymore I'll be considered obese..." I said, walking to the kitchen. I set my plate in the sink, I'll just wash it in the morning.

I walk past them, "When you guys are done you can just leave the things here, I'll clean it later." I walked to the bookshelf across from them, looking at the books I haven't read yet. I could feel their stares. "Sherlock homes...Fifty shades of grey..." I mumbled, "Ah, here it is!" Confessions of a Murder Suspect. I grab the book and begin to walk away.

"Echo!" Adam shouts again. Twice in one day, great, just great. "Yes, Adam?" I ask.

"Stay down here with us, were gonna play truth or dare." He had a sly smirk. "I rather not..." I reply, rubbing the back of my neck slightly.

"Why not?"

"I don't wanna get hurt by any of you anymore, I'm sick of it."