A/N: Hello there! I hope you are understanding the story, after what happened last chapter. If not, this one should clear everything for you. Thank you for the lovely reviews! Replies in the end of the chapter, as always :) Enjoy!

12th August, 2003, 2:56pm

Tom looked at the TV, unfocused, not really paying attention to the movie they were watching. Danny, Harry and Dougie had managed to convince him to relax and come out of the music room for a little bit, hoping they could have his friend back to normal, even if it was just for a few hours while the movie played on the flat screen. However, Tom was completely out of it.

It had been two day since he had visited Marie Hills in the hospital, and he hadn't stopped thinking about the mess he was in since then.

It could be considered blackmail. either he did the 'life enchantment' (which was basically murdering Marie Hills, as Tom had realised), or his loved ones would suffer.

Upon reading those two words, loved ones, Tom had taken a moment to think. images of his parents, Debbie and Bob, his sister, Carrie, Giovanna, Danny, Dougie and Harry had flown through his head, and he felt his heart twist painfully when the realisation of what Lilith could do to them hit him.

The days seemed now to pass slowly, every second seeming like an hour. More and more time to torture himself imagining how Lilith could hurt his loved ones. His familiy, Giovanna, and the band had suddenly aqquired a whole new meaning to him, now that they were in danger.

Lilith hadn't shown up to Tom in a few days, but Tom found himself wanting her to talk to him. Maybe to clear things up. Would she be capable to harm Tom's loved ones? Tom was somehow hoping she would show up once again and tell him she was joking, or that she just wanted to scare him, and that she wasn't really expecting him to kill an eleven year-old girl.

Tom wanted to run away. He hadn't exactly ignored his problem, as he thought about it every second, but he hadn't done anything about it either, locking the black book in a drawer upon getting home two days before. And, as he had noticed, nothing was happening. Every night, he would phone his parents, and everything had been just fine. Tom hoped maybe, just maybe, if he could ignore Lilith, maybe he didn't have to become a murder or watch his loved ones suffer.

Maybe, if he pretended she didn't exist, his life would return to normal.

13th August, 5:57pm

'So tomorrow, we'll try and put together some of the new songs so we can finish this album, and we'll have rehearsals Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. Saturday, you'll have a free morning, but we'll do a photo shoot in the afternoon, and Sunday afternoon we'll have a meeting with Richard, Tommy and the other producers to discuss the singles of the album. Alright, boys?' Fletch asked. Dougie, Danny, Tom and Harry were sat on the round table, on a usual Monday reunion with their manager, who could talk for hours. After this meeting in particular, Danny and Dougie were nearly sleeping, with their head resting on their hands, which wasn't much different from what happened usually.

'Yeah, sure.' Harry replied, sort of waking Danny and Dougie up, and Tom nodded.

'Well, I have to go now. See you tomorrow. Please behave, okay? Oh, and close all the windows. I heard it will be really cold tonight.'

14th August, 1:26am

Lost.

Maybe he was having a lucid dream? It was night, he was sure of that. And nothing looked exactly real. Tom didn't know exactly what he was doing, but it wasn't like he could control it. His legs were moving on their own accord, and way too fast for his eyes to see what was happening. Only blurry images crossed his mind, blinding him, and he could hear an occasional scream, then everything would go silent again, like someone had put cotton inside his ears. His legs were climbing down the stairs to the first floor, and the screams were more high-pitched, seeming closer. His hand touched something cold, and suddenly he could see properly.

He was in Harry's room. And he was opening the window. When he did, he felt the cold wind blowing directly into his face, but it wasn't like the room was freezing already. Moving towards Harry's bed, he saw Harry's legs tangled on the blue blankets. Tom held the end of the bed, pulling the whole bed to the empty spot right next to the window.

The open window.

Straightening the bed against the wall, Tom saw Harry was still sleeping. He had always been a heavy sleeper. What he didn't see, though, was Lilith, with her blue eyes sparkling, and her smile wider and more evil than ever.

14th August, 7:50am

'What the fuck is that?' Danny said sleepily as he rubbed his eyes, sitting up in his bed. The two of them had slept together that night, as Danny had suggested, 'in honor of good old times', and Tom had accepted, just to make Danny happy. Tom had heard it too. It seemed that someone was having an asthma attack, wheezing like a fish out of the water. He freed himself from Danny's arms and walked to Harry's room, from where the sound was coming from, being followed by Danny.

It hadn't been a dream. And he was frozen, without moving, looking at the scene in front of him. There was no sound anymore. Only millisecond flashbacks of what he had done running through his brain.

'Oh my God? Why is his bed next to the window? WHY IS THE WINDOW EVEN OPEN?!' Danny yelled, running to Harry's side, who was, indeed, having an asthma attack while sleeping.

'Tom! Tom, he's burning up!' Danny panicked. 'What do we do?!' But Tom wasn't even moving. Tom wasn't even there. 'TOM! STOP BEING AN ASSHOLE AND ANSWER ME!' Danny ran towards Tom and slapped him hard across the face. The blonde didn't actually react, only blinking.

'Call Fletch, Danny.' Without realising, Tom had tears streaming down his face.

'Fletch?' Danny asked unsure.

'And Tommy too.'

LeilaTheGalaxyDefender: Glad you're understanding everything, hope you like this chapter, and thanks for reviewing :)

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