"I also know who killed him."
"Bullshit, it was a random attack. We found it to not be gang affiliated."
"Kinda accurate. She isn't affiliated with the gang at all, or at least she wasn't. She is now."
"What the hell is that suppose to mean?" Liam asked as he slammed his hands on the table that was blocking him from getting to Mr. Malik.
"Either she is or isn't affiliated. And she? did you say she?"
"Yes I said she. She is my now wife, so she is now affiliated. She had nothing to do with my gang back then, she didn't even know me. Nor did she know who your father was. She wasn't from around here at that time. She says your dad tried robbing her. Obviously the justice system believed her because she wasn't charged with anything," Mr. Malik explained.
Zayn's ears perked up at this, he knew who his father was talking about. He didn't know everything though.
"Hold the fuck up. You walked out on mom and I when I was two, she killed somebody before I was born? I'm assuming. But now y'all are married? What in the actual fuck dude. Why in the fuck are you fucking everything up!" Zayn yelled as he limped over to his father.
"Don't even try Zayn. It's not like you even speak to her, you stopped talking to her when you left to go to college. She was lonely and found her way back to me."
"She cut off contact with me! She stopped talking to me! Now I understand why," Zayn continued yelling as he reached over to grab Harry's gun.
"You're nothing special Zayn. You are literally just a product of us celebrating your mother not going to jail."
Zayn cocked the gun back at those words.
"Are you really going to shoot me again?"
"Where is Isa?" Zayn asked.
"You mean your mother?"
"Aubrey. Don't make me fucking shoot you in the leg," Zayn threatened.
"At home, with our children."
"Of course you both had more kids. Why the fuck wouldn't you. I bet you are all just one big happy family!" Zayn started waving the gun around as he was speaking.
Aubrey look absolutely terrified at his son holding the gun, he looked over at everyone else in the room and saw they looked scared as well.
"Zayn baby, hand me the gun," Liam said softly.
"Fuck off."
"Zayn," Liam said sternly.
Zayn responded by pointing the gun at Liam.
"Honey, if you're going to point the gun at me then you might as well shoot me. You want to stand there and act like you're all big bad and tough. Show how me bad you are then," Liam provoked.
Zayn stalled before lowering them hand that was holding the gun.
"That's what I fucking thought," Liam said as he grabbed the gun from Zayn's hand.
"Kneel!" Liam ordered.
"Wha-"
"Now!"
Zayn did as he was told, whimpering at the pain in his leg.
"We are going to take you to your wife, where we will all have a fantastic little conversation. First I need to deal with something," Liam said to Aubrey, before turning to Zayn.
"What in the entire fuck possessed you to grab a gun?" Liam asked as he glared at his submissive.
"You all were just having a fucking conversation with him. Getting absolutely no fucking where!" Zayn shouted.
"Lower your voice when speaking to me."
"Fuck off."
"That's it. Get up and place your hands on the table," Liam ordered.
Zayn slowly stood up, placing his hands on the table.
"I do not care that you are pissed off and injured, you are not about to be disrespectful. Do you understand me?"
"Yes sir."
"Good." With that Liam began spanking Zayn.
Once he reached twenty spanks, Liam asked Zayn a question.
"Are you done being a brat?"
"Yes."
"Yes what Zayn."
"Yes daddy," Zayn whispered the second word.
"Good boy. Last five."
After Liam landed the last five he brought Zayn into a hug.
"I'm sorry for being disrespectful daddy," Zayn whispered into Liam's chest.
"It's okay babydoll. You're forgiven," Liam reassured before kissing Zayn on the top of his head.
"I'm not sorry for threatening to shoot you in the leg and I am not sorry for grabbing the gun. I should have shot you in the fucking head," Zayn snapped towards his father.
"Now what are we doing?" Zayn asked looking at his daddy.
"We are taking your father to his wife. Aubrey, let's go." Liam nodded to the two men who were still standing behind Mr. Malik. They grabbed his arms and everyone walked out of the warehouse.
"Address, don't try to be a fucking dumbass either," Liam said.
Mr. Malik gave Liam the address and then they were off.
It didn't take long at all for all of them to arrive at the Malik residence. Three kids were running around in the front yard when the black suvs drove up the driveway. Zayn watched as the children ran inside and his mother came onto the front porch.
"Give me a second," Zayn said as he opened the car door.
"Isa," Zayn said as he closed the door and started walking towards her.
He watched as his mother visibly paled at the sight of him.
"Long time no see mother."
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