My heart stopped. I couldn’t think and I couldn’t speak. And before I knew it, I had jumped off the bus at the very next stop. I ran. I ran down the street, running past people, houses and parks. I was tired, but I didn’t stop. I didn’t stop until I was all the way back to my house. When I reached the driveway, I dropped down to the grass. Puffing and puffing, I caught my breath. My heart slowed down after a while a lying on the grass, motionless. Many thoughts cluttered my head.
Will I have to go?
Where are we going?
What will happen to Clara?
And Niall?
What if they come? My parent’s murderers?
What if they find me?
“So you heard?” Clara’s voice interrupted my thoughts.
“What’s going on?” I said, still slightly puffing.
“We have to leave.” Clara said calmly.
I looked up at her. “What are you talking about?” I asked.
“It’s hard to explain.”
“I think I need to know.”
“Well, before you arrived, the boys realised their album. That means they have to go on tour, for that album.” She said calmly.
“But why now?” I raised my voice.
“Because management!” She said back.
“This fucking management! They control fucking EVERYTHING.” I yelled angrily, and got up to storm past Clara. “I JUST WANT TO LIVE A NORMAL FUCKING LIFE. IS THAT TO MUCH TO ASK!” I screamed as I stormed up the driveway. “HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT ABOUT WHAT’S GOING TO HAPPEN TO ME.” I screamed down at her, then slammed the door to the house behind me as I passed through it.
I ran up the stairs, tears falling down my cheeks.
It’s not fair…. IT’S NOT FAIR.
I ran into my room, and jumped onto my bed. I cried and cried and cried into my pillow.
Life isn’t fair. No-one cares about me!
“Life isn’t fair. No-one cares about me!” I said it out loud, repeating my thoughts.
“I know baby sister.” I heard Niall’s voice beside me.
I looked up at him, my face and my eyes red, tears streaming down my face.
“But I care about you.” He finished.
“You don’t care! Everything is about you and this stupid band!” I screamed at him, then threw my arms around him.
“I don’t mean it, I don’t mean it!” I cried into his shoulder.
He held me close and whispered in my ear. “It’s okay baby sister.”
“I’m scared Niall. They wanted to kill me. Not mom and dad, ME!” I’m scared!” I cried harder, and I could feel his shirt was wet from my tears.
“I’m going to protect you. No matter what! I wasn’t there before, and I regret every second of that. But I’m here for you now. And I’m not leaving.” He cooed.
I moved my arms further around him neck, sniffling.
He rubbed my back. “It’s alright. They can’t hurt you. Not while I’m here.”

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