The song for this chapter is Persephone - Tamino.
Zayn
Nothing about anything makes any form of fucking sense to me.
The events that have occurred in the last twelve hours have all formed in my brain like a huge clusterfuck of emotions and scenes that I would do absolutely anything to push away and forget. The sounds of the bullets ricocheting through the air keep piercing my eardrums as a sick and twisted reminder of what none of us could predict would be your fate. I keep mumbling out an array of sorry's in some pathetic hope that one of them will shake you awake.
You haven't woke up yet, my love.
You've been laying on the hospital bed with a multitude of different tubes and machines connected to your body; every tube is like a reminder that I failed.
I should have kept you safe.
That's all I've ever wanted to do.
From the day that I first laid eyes on you all of them years ago, when you didn't even know who I was, when I protected you from the one thing that I know has haunted and scarred you.
I'm so sorry, baby girl.
I'm so fucking sorry.
I'm sat here and replaying every single moment in slow motion in my head to try and pick apart a possible moment that I could have stepped in quicker and saved you from that fucking piece of vermin who could only feel powerful with a weapon in his hand.
Harry killed him.
I'm unsure if you heard that bullet when I had you cradled in my arms trying to get you to hold on for me; you tried so fucking hard, baby.
I'm so proud of you.
I wish I could have done something to make you feel more comforted at that moment, darling. I held you so tightly in my arms and did everything I could to make you feel more at ease. I didn't know if those were your last moments so I did everything I could.
I even lied and told you that Harry was there.
The truth is he wasn't there, baby.
I know that he blames himself, CeCe. He attacked Dwayne from the back and Dwayne pressed the trigger to fire the bullet straight into your chest. The colour on Harry's face drained instantly; his eyes went black and expressionless, a few seconds later he fired the second bullet that killed Dwayne. As soon as he was sure Dwayne was dead, he fled.
Nobody has seen him since.
He hasn't been to see you, darling.
I'm here, André's here and Seth's here.
Niall was here but Seth ordered him to go and try and find Harry.
