Peppermint Z.M

One

One.

I woke up with the screams of my sister in the room adjacent from mine.

It was unsettling and crazy to think that just a few doors down, seven steps, away from me my sister was being beaten.

I didn't get up. I couldn't, I knew better.

So I just laid there, in self loath because I was too weak and too self centered to help my own sister.

Disgusting, I know.

But as I continued to lay there, listening to her screams and staring at the blank ceiling, something changed.

For a moment I felt like I wasn't scared of the monster beating my sister, and I wasn't too weak to stand.

I used that moment in all its glory and threw off the warm blanket that was covering me. Then I stood quickly, making my head spin but I didn't pay any attention.

This had been going on for about a year. Each day it seemed to get worse- if possible. Somedays I was convinced it wasn't. But I was always proved wrong.

I was used to waking up and hearing screams but that night; that rainy, dark night, something changed.

Her screams resembled a helpless child, begging for something, someone to save her.

I felt unstoppable in that moment. As I turned the cold door nob to enter the noisy, pitch black room.

I could see his figure hovered over her. Hitting, punching, kicking. Her screams had become quieter, which meant her body was giving up.

Adrenaline was pumping through me as I walked behind him quietly so he didn't hear.

The rest was a blur.

It was a memory full of punches, blood, and screams.

And then came running.

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So this is my new Zayn fanfic !! I'm so excited to write more of this and for you to read it. I hope you like it xx

-Soph