this chapter contains the following themes that may tigger you:
Homophobic parents, attempt suicide, selfharm, forced alcohol intake and abuse.
Please read with caution
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“You know, I keep telling everybody they should move on and grow. Some do. But not us.”
~ Steve Rogers, Avengers: Endgame
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Zayn was sitting with his head dropped back and his eyes were slowly opening and closing
Brian stood over here with a hand on his face "You've grown so much since the little boy you were"
Zayn blinked slowly and muttered "That's kinda the point"
Brian chuckled "Told you some alcohol will help you"
Zayn shoved Brian away "And I told you I don't want it...."
Zayn's arms dropped and he stood up "Stop forcing me to do shit"
Brian put a gun on the table "You don't shoot me when you're drunk, and you tend to listen to me"
Zayn stumbled and leaned against a wall "You deserve to get shot. You took me from a place I would've been wanted" Zayn gritted out
Brian walked towards him and placed the gun on Zayn's chest
"Go kill him son"
Zayn looked at the gun that's against his chest and slowly nodded
He took the gun and walked out
"YOU MAKE ME PROUD ZAYN" Brian chuckled and put his hands behind his back as he watched Zayn walk out
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Zayn kicked Brian's door down and everyone in the room turned to him
"Stop. Forcing. Me. To. Drink. ALCOHOL. WHEN I DONT FUCKING WANT TO"
Zayn was somewhat covered in blood, his hair was sweaty and all over his face and his eyes showed nothing but anger
He walked into the room and dropped the gun on the table before he walked out
He was walking out as someone was walking in and bumped into him and huffed before he glared at man
"Watch it" Zayn muttered before he walked out
Zayn took a brick and threw it into Brian's office, right where he knew where the desk was
Zayn caught the person still looking at him but he got into his car and sped off
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Zayn's hair was all messed up when Liam saw him
Liam frowned, not really knowing what to do, because Zayn has been quiet.... Well more than necessary
Liam looked at him for a moment before he tilted his head to the side
"Do you want some cherries?"
Zayn stopped and turned to Liam "What?"
Liam smiled and rubbed the back of his neck "I remembered that you said cherries help you relax"
Zayn slowly nodded "I'd like that"
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