Unexpected~ (Completed♡)

39

Zayn's P.O.V.

SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!

"Okay, you're done.", I breathed calmly. She didn't move. "Evana." Nothing. I moved forward, finding her out cold. "Shit. Evana!" I picked her up, sitting back on the couch as I noticed blood under her nails. And soaking through her hoodie sleeves. It was probably only ten seconds, but it felt like hours before she woke up, immediately panicked and jumping away from me,

"I-I'm so so-sorry.", she sobbed.

"No, no I'm sorry Vana.", my voice cracked, "I-I'm so sorry I-I-I broke you."

"It was my fault."

~~~~

Ryder picked up the half empty bottle of whiskey, putting it away.

"Ryder-"

"As the minor you're still in charge of, I need you sober. As your brother, I'm cutting you off." Evana was staying with Harley's family for the night.

"O-Okay."

"You're lucky I'm more mad at myself myself you or I'd be with Evey right now."

"Why are you mad at yourself?"

"Because I knew. I knew you were mad and just taking your anger out on her. I knew you were fucking beating her and I-I was too scared of you to protect my sister."

"Y-You're right.", I whispered, "I-I was mad, not even at her, and I fucked up. God, she's never gonna forgive me."

"Yes she will. We always fucking do."

"Why?"

"Because we need you. You're the only reason we're even alive Zayn. You give us fucking everything and we rely on you so much. We owe you everything. And you're our big brother, we'll always forgive you guys."

"Well you shouldn't.", I whispered, "I-I think I'm just gonna go to bed. I'm sorry Ry." I walked off and upstairs to my room, closing the door and letting out a breath as I threw my glass to the ground. I slid down the wall, picking up a piece of glass and pressing it to my wrist.

"Zayn stop.", Ryder whispered, walking in and sitting next to me, "We're the same person. It doesn't help.", he said laying his head on my shoulder.

"I'm so sorry.", my voice cracked.

"It's okay. She'll be okay Z." After a few minutes, I stopped crying and noticed an old stuffed tiger by him,

"Been awhile since I've seen that thing." I'd won it for Ryder at a carnival when he was six.

"Yeah. I get him out when I'm scared. I-I guess he makes me feel safe. Reminds me of when I was little and mom wasn't crazy and dad was around more and you were my brother and not my parent."

"I love being both. Even though I suck at it."

"You don't. You're really good at it Z, you just made a mistake."

"A huge one."

"Everyone does."

~~~~

Ryder called me an hour before dinner,

"Z?", he choked out as I answered.

"What's wrong?"

"I-I-I made a-a bad choice and-and you're gonna be really m-mad at me."

"Hey, I'll stay calm kid. Where are you?"

"At-At Rj's." Goddammit.

"What did you do?"

"I-I don't know. I-I-I took something but I'm-I'm freaking out now and I'm really scared."

"Okay, I'm on my way. Calm down."

~~~~

When I lulled up to Rj's big house, Ryder was throwing up in the front yard.

"Dammit Ryder.", I muttered, getting out and going over to him as he sat in the grass,

"D-Don't touch me-me.", he choked out, "Please."

"Okay, okay. You need to breathe Ry."

"I'm-I'm just really sc-scared of what-what's happening and-and I-I'm scared of you and-and-"

"Hey, hey, calm down. I'm not mad Ry, just worried. Please get in the car so we can get you help."

"O-Okay." He slowly stood up and did so as I helped him to the car.

"Can I help you?", a man asked getting out of a car.

"I sure as hell hope so.", I said closing the passenger door, "Are you Rj's dad?"

"Uncle. His dad is almost always away on business."

"Oh. I'm Zayn Daniels.", I said shaking his hand.

"Max Bailey."

"Look, Rj's been throwing parties and getting my brother to do drugs and shit. He gave Ryder something today and he's freaking out. I'm about to beat the shit out of Rj myself."

"I don't blame you. Do you have a minute?" I nodded, knowing Ryder showed no signs of anything dangerous happening,

"Yeah."

"C'mon." I followed him into the house as a small girl bolted to a bedroom. "Delilah Michelle!", Max barked as she came back out slowly.

"H-Hi daddy."

"What have I fucking told you about coming here young lady?"

"N-Not to but-"

"No! No buts. Except yours, on that couch. Now." She whined but did so as I looked to him,

"Yours?"

"My husband Brent and I adopted her four years ago. Two years ago she finally kicked the heroin addiction she'd had since birth. I knew Rj did drugs so we banned her from here."

"I banned Ryder too. It doesn't do much."

~~~~

Ryder had finally gotten old enough that I let him come to certain business functions. As he slumped down next to me at the poker table, I was beginning to regret it.

"Bubba can we go home?", he whispered.

"You've turned him into a baby.",dad muttered from my other side. Ryder swallowed hard, sitting up and peering at his lap.

"We'll go home soon kid. Promise.", I said softly. He nodded a little, scratching at his wrist. I laid my hand on his, continuing to play poker for a while until Ryder looked up and froze,

"Zayn we-we gotta go. Now. Please." I followed his eyes to a man who stormed out of the bathroom, his face bloody and mad.

"Okay Ry. Let's go." We all went outside as Ryder ran to a bush to puke. "You're alright.", I said rubbing his back, "You're okay kiddo." He stood back up, latching onto me as he sobbed. "Shh. It's okay." Dad scoffed, rolling his eyes as I sent him a death glare, "Dad shut the fuck up. I'm twenty four and you still baby me." Ryder stood up and silently went to my car as dad went to his and I followed Ryder. About halfway home, he sniffled a little,

"He-He touched me.", he whispered.

"You fucked him up like he was?"

"Y-Yeah."

"Good. I'm so proud of you baby."

"Don't call me that."

"Ryder do not fucking listen to Dad. He's being an asshole. You're allowed to be human and have emotions. You've been through so much shit in your life, especially lately, and you have every right to be upset sometimes. You're the strongest person I know and the last thing you are is a baby. I'm really proud of you."

"Thanks Z."

"I'll stop calling you that if you really want-"

"No. I-I like being the baby. Just not as a negative thing."

"It shouldn't be a negative thing Ry."

"I know bubba."