Marcus's POV,

I walked to the car and hauled mine, my mums and Frans cases in the boot. We all got in and the driver started up the engine.

We arrived at the airport like we were some kind of celebrities, there was bodyguards surrounding us, and helicopters hovered around the entrances. 

We got inside the airport and they immediately escorted us to the jet. We climbed the steps as quick as we could. Jack and Finn could have anything planned.

We opened the door to where everyone who got a letter was going to stay, my mum and Fran went off into the back whist I hauled my cases into the front. Niomi and Zoe were sitting down on white leather chairs across from each other. I ran over to Niomi and hugged her. It was 3.30am and we were all tired so once everyone was there we took off.

Everyone was so tired so we all slept. Apart from Caspar. That guy never speaks. He was supposed to be in South Africa, he didn't even get a letter, but he was a old, close friend of Jack and Finns so thy decided to take him with us.

It only took us 1hour and a half to get there. We got off the plane and all got into separate cars. We pulled up outside the secure mansion place.

I was huge, like something out of a movie, almost to good to be true. We ran inside and the body guards locked the doors.

"You must not leave, under any circumstances," we all nodded. "If anyone sick, there is nurses room." They're strong French accents was very dominant over their speech.

We'd all be sleeping in couples rooms, with our parents and sibling having their own rooms.

I took mine and Niomi's cases up into the lift and we found our room. We got in and were gob smacked.

The walls were marble, the bed was a four poster California King bed. It was huge. There was an en suite, and a walk in wardrobe. But no windows. I guess that was safety.

After unpacking we went down for a meeting. They breached us on where everything was an what to do if Jack and Finn showed up. Niomi shuddered at their names, I squeezed her hand reassuringly. Nothing was going to hurt her. She looked to me and smiled.

After the meeting we had the house to ourselves. There was body guards in each room apart from our bedrooms but there was bodyguards outside.

The thing I was most surprised about was room service. Even though we were being hidden from potential murders, it seemed like a holiday.

I didn't want it to feel this way, I just wanted to be home, safe in the comfort of my room. But even home wasn't safe anymore...