To say that the living room was huge, felt like an understatement.
It was fucking the size of Buckingham Palace, whats more it was decorated like Buckingham Palace.
The moment I stepped inside the living roon behind Malory, my head did a little spin-Victoria's-brain thing and I felt really small and shabby in comparison to the room.
Like really? That fucker even has a grand piano. Holy lord.
A little cough brought me back to the reality and I stared expectantly at the owner.
"Ah, it was all designed by her you know?" He said slowly gazing around the room a fond glazy eyes.
Having nothing else to say I just nodded my head up and down in understanding.
"Sh-she had a great t-taste" he said struggling slightly with his tears and instinctively Malory rubbed his back in a comforting manner.
"I can guess she definitely did" I said trying to lighten the situation and stop him from having another teary breakdown.
"Um so Mr Malik I believe you wanted to tell me something about your-" I paused searching for the proper word. "Hallucinations".
We were sitting on the huge plush sofas which gave me an insane urge to do a bit of bouncing on them, in front of a huge fire place.
P.s. take note everything here is huge, I made a mental note.
"Eh? Yeah, I - I've been seeing those hallucinations again and... and-"
"He is not eating and he is also become thinner and thinner" Malory interrupted in her concerned motherly manner.
Zayn rolled his eyes earning a slap on the back of his head from Malory and let out a small laugh.
"Um so have you been taking your medicines ?" I questioned as I checked the time on my phone.
"Yes" he replied looking at Malory for support who nodded her head.
My brows furrowed in a frown. The medications thay he had been given were very strong doses of anti -depression and anxiety as well as anti-hallucinations. Then how and why the fuck is this happening. He is not even a drug addict.
"So?" Malory asked somewhat worriedly and nervously, probably concerned at my frowning expression.
There was something definitely wrong but I couldn't say that on their face for shit sake.
"Um you know medicines aren't magic" I said rhetorically "give them their time they will definitely work" I said with a convincing smile. After years of practice and patience I had realised one thing that patients feel more comfortable when the doctor's tell them a lie instead of the truth
"Oh ok I guess I just over worry myself" Malory said with a faint smile.
"That you do" Zayn added and we all had a small laughing session.
"Wait I'll get you some tea" Malory said as she scuttled out of the room before I could even protest.
An awkward silence spread in the room as me and Zayn shifted in our own seats.
We sat there like that not knowing what to say and eventually my eyes shifted to a life size portrait of a beautiful blonde.
Late Mrs Malik.
She looked perfectly healthy and her blue eyes glistened with joy as she posed for the photo.
She was definitely eye catching and I could picture her and Zayn as a perfect match. Because both were undeniably beautiful.
"It was made a year after we started dating" Zayn said in an uncanny way reading my thoughts.
"Its hand painted? " I asked in complete unmasked surprise, the painting was too lifelike to not be a photo. The shadows, highlights, shades and everything were like literally P.E.R.F.E.C.T
"Yeah look at the bottom of the picture"
I did as instructed and turned my attention back to the paint.
There in tiny letters was a ZJM at the right bottom corner.
ZJM?
Huh?
"You? " I asked rather screamed when I finally realised it was him who had made this amazing painting.
He chuckled slightly as he played with the armrest of the sofa.
"You can draw?" I asked still in my shocked state and he scoffed in return.
"Ofcourse I can, do you really want a proof?"
"Uh no" I said blushing slightly at the stupidity of my question which made him laugh some more.
"Tea is here" Malory announced as she entered the room followed by a well suited man, probably the butler who was carry a tray full of tea making stuff along with some cakes and sandwiches.
Talk about style and chique and cliché and shits.
I made a few protesting remarks about the un necessities of arranging for so many things but Malory simply pooh-poohed me away.
"Afraid of gaining calories? " Zayn asked and I scowled at him.
"That's for pretty stuck up barbie dolls not me" I stated.
"But you are prettier than a barbie doll sweetheart" Malory said as she passed me a cup of tea. "Dont you have a young man for yourself?"
Oh god not that topic please.
"No" I said trying to hide my pink face.
I was probably the only 25 year old female who had never had a boyfriend and was a freaking pure virgin.
"Oh my that's a pity, you ought to have a nice young man for yourself, go to parties, sing and dance and enjoy in general, but look at you? You just go on working" she said as she slapped Zayn when he tried to sneakily keep back his sandwich.
Honestly I have no idea why he'd do that because the sandwiches were life. I could actually finish off the entire plate. And the muffins too.
"You need to eat Mr Malik" I said changing topics focusing on my patients apparent lack of appetite.
"See" Malory said pointing at me for emphasizing her point.
"Dont encourage her" Zayn groaned.
It was really nice to see the relationship between Zayn and Malory. The loving Motherly figure which I lacked in my life and would kill to have one. I was seriously jealous of Zayn.
I was about to say something irrelevant when suddenly the big mahogany door opened and a tall rather pale lanky looking fellow strolled in.
He paused half way and gave me a inquisitive stare before coming and sitting down on one of the plush sofas beside me.
I wasn't really astonished by this odd man's entry because needless to say this was the one and only Edward Malik.
However what surprised me was his awfully pale complexion and high cheek bones, he looked like a freaking vampire for heaven sake.
Whats with the Malik genes, does everyone of this family look like uber hot Greek gods and Vampires?
Edward had dark jade eyes which literally made girls swoon and he was definitely older than Zayn by atleast a few years.
He was smoking hot and gave definite bad vibes.
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A / N
Eeep why does Victoria think Edward gives bad vibes???
I dunno don't ask me.
Vote if you want to know more about Zayn, Victoria and Edward's relations and connections.
Wow that rhymes.
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Anushka xx
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Masquerade (zm // thriller//coming soon)
Misteri / Thriller"I stared at her lifeless body lying on the bed. She looked so peaceful... Her eyes were closed and she looked like she was... in a... deep sleep. As I stared at her face my world went into a spinning mode and... everything around me became a blur...
