Chapter 20- Buenos Dias

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I sat shaking slightly as I sipped my tea. Zoe was sat beside me, pretending to be deeply engrossed in the television show we had put on the television. I was too distracted by my thoughts to think about anything else.

Why was this person, or people, who knew, following me? What had I done to deserve this? Was it because I was Marcus's girlfriend? After all, Marcus's YouTube channel was gaining subscribers by the minute, he was becoming very popular. Maybe some of the fans were angry at me, even jealous at me. Maybe there were one of his fans trying to scare me by getting this man to follow me around. It scared me to think that they had this much power, the fans, that if they were trying to scare me, they knew even where I was staying on holidays. I shuddered and shook my head slightly, ridding it of all those bad thoughts.

Soon the boys came back to the apartment. Zoe and I told them what had happened and, not surprisingly, they didn't seem fazed by the news. "I knew something like this would happen when I started my channel," Marcus said sadly. He sat down beside me and put his head in his hands. I wrapped my arms around him, burying my face in the crook of his neck.

We all decided to have an early night. I bid Zoe and Alfie goodnight and then got ready myself. When I climbed into bed with Marcus, he snaked his arms around my waist, pulling me in closer to him. He rested his head on my shoulder and we fell asleep like that, wrapped in each other's arms.
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Clunk.
Clunk.

I sat up in bed. Marcus was fast asleep beside me. I shook his arm frantically and he groaned sleepily before looking at me through squinted eyes. "What is it?" He asked me, confused.

Clunk.

There it was again. Marcus sat up straighter, suddenly wide awake. "Niomi, stay right here okay, do not move from this bed alright?" He said suddenly, looking at me seriously.

"But, I-"

"Nims, please just do what I say for once okay?" I nodded silently.

He got out of bed quickly and silently, then cautiously opened the bedroom door and peered around the corner. I wanted to scream out loud, my heart was thumping in my chest so hard I thought it was going to burst. My throat felt dry and I was terrified. Marcus tiptoed out of the room and, despite what he had said to me, I couldn't help but get out of the bed too. I followed him down the hall, silently so he wouldn't realise I was with him. We turned into the kitchen. Suddenly, Marcus yelled and staggered back. He didn't look severely injured but he had a large, purple bruise on his forehead. I looked up and screamed, but no sound came out. There was a girl standing in front of me. She had a wild look in her eye, and she held a large pot in her hand, probably from our cupboards. She stepped towards us.

Suddenly, Marcus's fist connected with her face. She stumbled backwards, but then regained her balance. I thought she was going to hit Marcus back, but then she hit me in the stomach with the pot. I fell backwards, trying to breath normally. I gasped for breath, my head was pounding. Out of nowhere, my leg flung out and I kicked her as hard as I could in her stomach. She yelled and fell to the floor after Marcus had swung at her again.

We stepped back. I tried to hold in the tears as I fumbled for my phone. I punched in 112 as that was the number for the emergency services in Spain.

"Buenos Dias," I heard the operator say. She started speaking in rapid Spanish and I handed the phone to Marcus, who started talking to her.

I walked to the bathroom and splashed water on my face. This seemed so unreal, there was a teenage girl lying unconscious on our kitchen floor, and it was only four in the morning.

What the hell was going on?

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