Dad? [zayn malik ddm fanfiction]

Prologue

        Rochelle Malik. A hardworking 14 year old girl. She deals with everything. Including rude remarks from people at school, such as her twin sister Anna and her older cousins, Hate on twitter, and her father constantly acting like he hates her. She deals with so much, that sometimes, she can’t “deal” anymore. Zayn and rochelle have always been so close since she was young. Now he acts as if Rochelle is a low life that just lives in his house. She could never find out why her father hated her so much. She’s always shown love and joy to her father. Zayn started acting this way towards her after her 11th birthday. She could never guess why he acted like this. She has never done anything bad. Everyone in the family knew Rochelle was a kind, quiet girl who had a passion for art. Just like her father. She looked like him too. Deep, dark brown eyes, long raven black hair, and tanned skin. She was an exact replica of Zayn himself.  She was even in higher classes because of her intelligence status. Yes, she was a nerd, but she didn’t care much. She sometimes wondered if that’s why Zayn hates her. But then, she would repeat in her mind, “dad loves intelligence.” so that option was out of the picture. For 2 years, she’s been pondering why Zayn hates her. He doesn’t speak to her anymore, unless it’s something simple as telling her that the family was going out to dinner together, or to go to her bedroom. He never made conversation. He doesn’t say her name anymore, or even her nickname. Around the age of 12 ½ Rochelle came to the conclusion that her father hated her, and that he loved her twin more. She tried capturing his attention, but all he ever said was to leave him alone, and that he didn’t want to hear her. She tries everyday to have a conversation with zayn but instantly, he shoots her down. Rochelle soon became upset and depressed, but not to the point of self harm. She would show her pain and hurt through her art work, for now, until things get worse by the days. This is how she lives, she’s tried to change it, but it just doesn’t work that way. In order to make something work,you have to have effort from both sides. Rochelle gives plenty of her effort, but Zayn, does not.