( Still Wen)

It was already pretty dark. And without the sun it was getting colder. Wind has come up out of nowhere and there was still a long way to go. The hotel was on the other side of the city. Should have known that considering the long drive with the taxi. Her hand in mine was shaking just like the rest of her body, I noticed. Being the gentleman I admired in the movies who always got the girl, I took of my jacket and carefully laid it over her shoulders. "Thanks." She whispered with a soft smile on her face.

Meanwhile...

Stella

"Can you see him?"

"Are you sure it's a guy? Could also be a girl?"

"Would be a very big girl with lots of muscles." "

"How can you see muscles? It's too dark to see anything but a silhouette."

"Be quiet! I want to listen to them speaking."

"You won't hear them they are too far away."

"Guys, one moment. Charlie is leaving."

We ran away and hid behind the nearest building. Charlie walked past us a minute after he met the mysterious person. He was on the phone talking to someone but he didn't seem very happy.

"Guys, I will follow him. You can go back to the hotel."

"Stella, we're all in this together." Mo said.

"It's easier for one person to follow him. If we go together he will recognize us." I paused. "I'll see you later." With that I walked off to follow Charlie.

Olivia

The hotel room was quiet. Just the TV was making noises. A late night show was on. Wen and I were sitting on the couch in front of it, not really paying attention. Both of us were deep in thoughts, both thinking about the band's situation. Everything was not how it should be. Wen was playing with a a strand of my hair and his gaze was focused on the wall across from the couch. I sighed and laid my head on his chest. This was all so confusing and unrealistic. We are just a teenage band on tour and this is way too crazy.

"Do you want to watch something else?" Wen suddenly asked.

"What?" I asked confused and lifted my head up to look at him.

"I asked if you want to watch something else but I'm not sure if you were really watching." He let out a small laugh.

"Sorry."

"No need to be sorry. So what were you thinking about?" I shrugged my shoulders not really knowing what else to answer.

"That's a clear answer." He laughed quietly and I joined and slapped him playfully.

We were quiet again but the silence was then interrupted by the door. We turned around.

"So... How did it go? You don't seem very happy or overwhelmed." Wen asked.

"Well, we saw the person's silhouette and... That's it." Scott answered while he took off his jacket.

"Where is Stella?" I asked after I noticed that she wasn't with them.

"She is still following him. She wanted to go alone, said it would be better." Mo sighed and sat down onto the couch next to me.

Two hours later...

"Stella! Finally you're back." Mo hugged her quickly and almost threw her on the ground.

"So how did it go?" Wen asked after Stella fixed herself from the attack.

"It was ok. But I heard something very interesting after I followed Charlie again for a while."

"And what is it?"

"They meet again tomorrow. 11.30 pm. And I think we should get there earlier and hide somewhere where we have a good view. It's very late but I know it's worth it if we find out what is distracting Charlie or better say who."

Everything was happening so fast. I couldn't realize if this was real or just some of my weird dreams.

The concert that evening was okay. Nothing special. We performed just like on the other concerts but we weren't so happy on the inside even if we showed it as good as we could on the outside. Luckily, Charlie played everything right otherwise Stella would have killed him right there on stage. The others played also good as always and I didn't forget the lyrics of our songs. Hopefully it was the last one that was, well I don't know how to say it.

No one - The next morning...

"Charlie, talk to us!" Stella shouted at him. Charlie was finally back after he left after the concert again but wasn't about to talk to them. He was straight walking into his room but the others stood in his way, blocking the door.

"About what?" He shouted back but angrier than Stella.

"We want to know what's going on!"

"There is NOTHING you need to know!" His eyes were had an insane look and his face showed an angry expression.

"Yes, there is. We are your friends – we are a family and we are extremely worried." Wen said.

"It's private, ok?"

"Is this guy threatening you?" Mo asked.

"Which guy?"

"The guy we saw you with earlier." Stella said.

"He's none of your business. This is all none of your business." He gestured wildly with his arms while he was still shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Just tell us already." Scott spoke up.

"Shut up, Scott. You're the last person that matters to me. So close the thing you call mouth and keep yourself out of it. You're just in this band because of Mo and you're not a part of our family."

"Charlie! It's not true and you know it!" Mo shouted.

"Yes it is. He just saved us at Rising Star because that jerk wanted you back after he cheated on you. Do you remember it, Mo?"

"He has changed." Mo said.

"Has he, Mo? Has he really?"

"It's enough Charlie. You're just jealous because Mo rejected you and you still have feelings for her."

Charlie was quiet after Scott said what he shouldn't have said and it wasn't that he said it on purpose. The words just slipped out of his mouth.

"Charlie, I didn't mean to-" Scott began to speak again but Charlie cut him off.

"Save it." He walked straight to the door.

"I'm back before the bus leaves and heads to the next city." With that he disappeared.

"Great, just great. Now he's gone." Stella said. The first part with pure sarcasm.

"I'm sorry." Scott plopped down onto the couch.

"I didn't mean to say it. He provoked me."

"Scott, we understand. And Charlie isn't the Charlie we used to know." Wen sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.

"He's making me crazy." Mo sat down in Scott's lap and sighed.

"It's not like him. Where's the Charlie we know?"

During the whole conversation one band member didn't say a word. Olivia stayed quiet and didn't react to Charlie's outburst. There was something inside of her that she kept to herself. Yes, little innocent Olivia had a secret. She hid something, just like Charlie.

Charlie

I reached for my cellphone as it started ringing.

"Hello?"

A dark voice answered me: "They bought it."

"I did what you wanted me to do. Now you have to do your part of the deal."

"There's still one thing I want you to do."

"I did all I needed to do."

"Just do it or you know what will happen." I sighed.

"Then just answer me one question." I paused. "Who are you?" I waited for an answer but there was nobody on the other line anymore.