Sing To Me(im5 fan fiction)

Chapter 16- Devious Dad

---Faith POV---

We found the guys standing on a street corner, performing. We stood in the back of the rather large crowd. After they had finished their rendition of "Timber" by Kesha, we made our way back to the front. Cole saw me and slipped his arm around my waist. I saw a few girls at the front of the crowd glare with anger and jealously, but I let it go.

"Hey, can Sierra stay with us tonight?" I asked him.

"Yeah, sure. She can stay the night." He said with a smile, kissing my nose.

"Ok, can we go with her to get her stuff?"

"Yeah, sure!" He said with a smile. "Guys, we have to go get Sierra's stuff so she can stay over tonight."

They all nodded in agreement, and I saw Dana beaming. I smiled at myself, and we headed to her house.

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After about a half hour walk, we made it. She grabbed her keys from her lanyard, and slid them into the locks on the door. She swung the door open quietly, and peeked her head inside, looking both ways before pulling her head back out.

"You guys can come in, my dad is sleeping. But you have to be super quiet, and please don't mind the mess." She said.

We all nodded, and headed inside. The main room was littered with newspapers, pizza boxes and beer cans. We picked our way through, careful not to step on anything that could make a noise. Apparently Dalton mis-stepped, and landed on an empty bag of chips. Everyone stopped, and Sierra's head whipped to the right. I followed her gaze and saw who I presumed was her father, passed out on a reclining chair. She made sure he didn't wake up, and we continued onwards. We made it up the stairs, and into her room. We all got inside and she closed the door quietly.

"Ok, I'll only be a few minutes, then we can get out of here." She whispered, and we all nodded in silent approval.

She darted around her room, expertly placing things into her duffel bag at lightning speed. After about 3 minutes, she pulled it up over her shoulder, and we could go. We all headed for the door, but stopped dead in our tracks as we heard the creaking of steps and incomprehensible slurred words.

"Get in the closet, quickly!" She whispered frantically.

She pushed us towards her closet and closed us in. We could hear her sliding her duffel bag under her bed.

The door swung open, and all of us tensed.

"Sierra, where the hell where you, I needed you today."

"What for?" She asked nervously.

"To go get my stuff from Billie." He replied.

"Dad, I don't like Billie, he scares me."

"You've never felt that way before."

"Actually, I alwa-"

"Actually nothing! You're going right now to get it."

"I can't, not right now."

"Why not?" She snarled viciously.

"I just can't."

"Why?!"

"I have plans."

"What "plans"?"

"With my friends. We're gonna go to the park for a little bit. Then I'll come home." She said.

"Fine, but no later than 9:30. I need my stuff. If you're not back, you're in huge trouble. Do you understand?"

"Yeah."