Love me, Love me

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A/N: Zach/Pink's POV. This one is a little shorter too :)
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I don't know why I always put a smiley face :)

Also, I had to switch the order of the POVs to make it make sense...

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Earlier that day...

"You're sure you're feeling better?" I asked Anya, eyebrows raising.

"Of course," she said, smiling calmly at me.

We were sitting in one of the sills in the cafeteria, feet touching ever so slightly. She was staring out the large window, watching the stars around us. I didn't want to be wrong but she was acting differently. She was smiling in a deflective way, making sure she didn't say anything wrong. It was starting to bother me that she thought she couldn't tell me something. I wanted her to feel like she could tell me when something was wrong and this wasn't helping.

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There was nothing left. I was sitting in the empty carcass of my home, head in my hands as I tried to figure out what the hell I was gonna do. Everything was gone and I had nothing left. She'd taken all of it and left me to deal with the mess. What the hell was my mom gonna say?

"I didn't expect to find you like this."

I made myself look up, finding a woman in the doorway of my house. From what my unfocussed eyes could see, she was dressed in all black. Her dark eyes were examining my shell of a house before she looked down at me. Then she smiled and crouched so she was on my level.

"Who are you?" I asked, my voice coming out unstable and shaky.

"My name is Connie," she said, smiling wider, "and today is your lucky day."

"I seriously doubt that," I scoffed, clearing my throat and looking around at the bare walls of my childhood home.

"How would you like a very well paying job, Zachary?" she asked, offering a hand for me to shake.

I very quickly took it, shaking it firmly. "Looks like we're in business."

There wasn't much else for me to do other than become a prostitute or something which I wasn't set on doing. It seemed like good luck, a woman comes into my life after I've lost everything and offers me a great job. I felt like things were going to change for the better after that moment. I obviously can't be sure now if it was the right decision but I do know it might've been for the best if I stayed home. It definitely would've hurt a hell of a lot less.

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I sat in my bed in the guys' dorm, thinking over what I was going to do. I needed to talk to Anya about her behaviour, I needed to figure out who to avoid, and I needed to forget about that god awful day. I could do that, I had to do that. If I didn't, things would get a hell of a lot worse a hell of a lot more quickly.

So, I stood from my bed and walked to the doorway, going down the hall to the girls' dorm where Anya would be. To my surprise, I walked past her sitting in Communications with a headphone pressed to her ear. She was sitting in front of the equipment and looking at the screens. I stepped into the room and she turned in her seat, eyes wide when she noticed me.

I shook my head, coming closer to her. "You're not fine. I know you're not fine so can you just tell me why-?"

"It's Georgia," she said quietly, standing and staring at her hands. "When you found me crying, she'd tried to kill me. There's another one too. I didn't tell you because she said she'd spare us."

As I looked at her guilty manner, all I felt was rage. Not because she'd lied to me but because Georgia had tried to kill her. I couldn't imagine anyone trying to kill Anya. She was so pure and wholesome and I felt this sudden intense need to protect her. If she'd tried to kill her before, she'd try again. I wasn't going to let that happen.

I turned and walked toward Shields where the girls' dorm was. I felt Anya pulling on my arm to stop me. "Please, Zach. They're forcing her, she didn't want to-"

All her pleas were wasted, nothing was stopping me from getting to her. When she didn't back off, I turned around sharply and grabbed both her arms. I looked deep into her eyes so she would know I meant what I was going to say. "She hurt you, and now she is going to pay for it."

I planted her there, turning again to go to the girls' dorm. I stopped when I reached the doorway, taking a few scared steps back. Anya had started crying behind, sobs stifled by what I was assuming were her hands. Her nails clawed into my arms as she pulled me back, likely terrified out of her mind. 

There, on the far wall of the girls' dorm, was Georgia. She had a piece of scrap metal plunged through her abdomen which held her there. Blood was pooling at her feet as tears fell down her cheeks. Her eyes were glued somewhere on the wall as her fingers twitched. I noticed the movement of her chest, a steady bobbing of breath. She was still alive. She was pinned to the wall through her stomach and she was somehow still alive. 

Then the lights shut off completely. 

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"Zach, you can't trust these people!" my mother shouted at me, throwing her hands out to the sides.

"I don't have much of a choice, Mum! It's not like anyone else is offering to pay our mortgage and for groceries and anything else we could need!" I yelled, shaking my head at her since she was being stubborn.

"You're repeating history, Zachary! This is just like-!"

"Don't you dare bring her into this!!" my voice boomed as I pointed angrily at her.

She shook her head, laughing a bit. "You need thicker skin, hon. She took everything! Move on!"

"I can't!" I screamed, feeling my throat close up. "I loved her! And she took everything like I was fucking nothing! I can't forget about her because she was everything... and now she's gone. I wish she'd have stayed." By the end of my confession, tears were wetting my cheeks as my hands went limp at my sides. 

"You're gonna have to get used to it," my mother said coldly, turning around and walking into her room where she slammed the door shut. "Us Eriksens only attract liars and cheats!!"

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