Melody: A One Direction Fanfiction (Sequel to Gwen)

I am Melody Malik, and someone is after my family. I don't know who, but they're targeting us all.


3. Never Safe...

"Who do you think is after us?"

The back of a police cruiser is very lonely. If you have a choice, never get arrested. Not only that, but this particular policeman didn't like kids. We had to keep quiet.

"I don't know. Maybe it was a crazy fangirl that went after Mom for marrying Dad." Oceana whispered back. Robin had fallen asleep and was leaning on her shoulder.

We had been in the car for two hours now. London was just starting to come into view, and it would take another half hour to find Brook Drive.

"But Mom and Dad have been married for fifteen years. The Directioners stopped hunting her down a while ago."

"Mel, any other answer just plain scares me."

I fell silent. There was no arguing with that. Being honest, I was completely terrified as well. Gwen had once been kidnapped by a couple of sleazy money-lovers . . . what if they were coming back? Wait, no. Those men had died in the process of taking her to their hangout, and if they were still after our family they would've struck long ago.

We sat through a half hour of silence.

"Is this it, girls?"

Coming into view was a large Victorian house. There was a swing set in the front yard, placed there for the previous owners' children. Gwen's Fiat was parked out front, and her husband Tony Matthews' Cadillac was next to it, with a truck I didn't know behind it.

"Yeah, that's it."

At the sight of the flashing lights, I saw Gwen come out of the house.

Her blond hair was pulled into a messy bun and her blue eyes looked tired and worn-out, red from crying. She had obviously gotten the call. She walked out to us with a fake smile on her face.

"Thanks, Officer, I can take it from here." Gwen nodded to the officer.

"It's not that simple, Mrs. Matthews-"

"I still go by Edwards-Malik." she had always had the frustration of people getting her last name wrong.

"Whatever. Ma'am, we need to talk to your dad. Is he still here? Is he under lockdown like we told him to?"

"Of course not. Would you go under lockdown if your wife had just been shot? Niall's here, though. You can have the pleasure of talking to him."

"No, we need Mr. Malik. Where did he go to?"

"Where do you think?"

The officer sighed. "Right, right. Thank you for your cooperation."

Gwen opened the back of the cruiser and helped us all out. As soon as Robin had been lifted out of the cruiser, he sped off without looking back.

I stared into my older sister's tired eyes.

Without meaning to, I began to cry.

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