I groaned as I felt a pain throbbing through my head. My eyes fluttered open, while I sat up from the floor. All I could remember was that two men came in, asking to use the bathroom and of course I said yes, and the big man punched me, knocking me out cold.
My eyes went wide. Arielle. I got up from the floor so quickly that I felt dizzy, but I didn't care. I ran to the locker room, opening the door and saw clothes on the floor, ripped to pieces, and also heard the shower running.
"Ari? Are you here?" I called out, walking towards the shower room and stopped, gasping at the sight.
She was crying and shaking her head. I walk over to her quietly, shutting off the water, kneeling down.
"Arielle- what happened?"
She just kept shaking her head, mumbling to herself in French. Something that I couldn't understand. I tried reaching to touch her shoulder, but she screamed, looking up at me with so much fear in her eyes and moved away from me. I looked at her with sadness in my eyes.
"P-please don't touch me." She whispered hoarsely. Has she been screaming?
"Okay. I uh, have call to make. I told her softly, getting up and reached for my phone in my shorts pocket, walking away from her and dialed Harry's number. After two rings he picked up.
"Zayn?"
"Harry?" I whispered softly, opening the door and stepping into the hallway, pacing the floor.
I cleared my throat. "Uh, something happened to Arielle. I-I don't know what because I was unconscious, but s-something happened, H. She's so scared." I rambled on, running a shaky hand through my hair, breathing heavily.
"What happened, Z?"
I gulped, taking deep breaths in.
"Some guys came into the gym asking to use the bathroom and I said yes. But, one guy punched me and I fell unconscious and after I woke up, I went to check on Arielle and Harry-" I paused, biting my lip, trying not to cry at the sight.
"She was naked. Her clothes are all torn up and uh had blood running down herself." I finished explaining to him. It was quiet for a while, until I heard smashing and a scream coming from his end. Then, I heard him speak.
"Zayn. Lock the fucking doors now. Don't let anyone else in unless it is me, Liam, Niall or Louis. We're gonna track this son of a bitch."
"Who?" I couldn't help but to ask.
Who was he talking about?
"Carter James." And with that the line went dead.
I put my phone back into my pocket and did what Harry asked and buried my face in my hands and cried.
This was my fault. Arielle is hurt because of me. I shouldn't never let them in my fucking gym.
Please let her be okay.
PLEASE I AM SOBBING😪😪. ZAYN CARES SO MUCH ABOUT OUR LITTLE BEAUTY QUEEN.
Don't worry, we see be able to see all of guys in action and it will be awesome.
What do we think is gonna happen to Carter🤗?
Also, was this okay?
I love you.
Make sure that you ate, check in for your mental health. How we doing? Go drink some water.
Until next time doves!
Stay cool.
*smooches*
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