Restricted (Michael Clifford)

'So you was going to stab me?'

Zoe's POV

I squeezed and blinked my eyes several times before letting the stay open fully.

I was in hospital?

"Oh you're awake...Zoe do you remember what happened to you?" The nurse asked.

"I remember getting really overheated then screaming when I saw some flames...Then I remember someone putting a cloth over my mouth...That's it" I said and looked at her.

"The two young men that were waiting for you described you as a little stubborn fighter" She laughed.

"Where are they?" I rushed.

"They had work...The colored hair man wrote this for you" She said and handed me some paper.

'To my Zoe x

I don't know when you'll be reading this but when you do you need to read this and listen.

First I just want to say how sorry I am for leaving you that night. I could of helped you then you wouldn't be here. I love you so fucking much and I hope you know that. You're so beautiful and the best thing that has ever been in my life.

Right now on to the serious part...Me,the boys and the men you met are going away for a while...We have something to sort out, before you flip you will find out what is happening soon. I promise. I've left some things at home to keep yourself defended. There is guns,ammo and money in the store cupboard.

Your dad is looking after the children so they won't be in any danger. Please trust me when I say you're going to be okay. I know I've promised you'll be okay before and you haven't but this time I know you will.

Please stay strong for me. I love you so much and I promise i'll be back as soon as I can.

Stay strong for me baby girl x

...M x'

*

*

*

A taxi came to the hospital so I could get dropped off at the house that was re decorated surprisingly fast. Well I don't know how long I was out for but they said they had so many builders in so it could get fixed by the time I got home.

Michael must of done the inside walls because they were painted cream with some pictures on.

He really went to town on all the furniture because everything was new and looked very expensive.

I went to the kitchen so I could cook something and all the cupboards were fully stocked so I pulled out so pasta and some cream cheese sauce so I could cook myself food.

My heart jumped out of my chest when I heard the doorbell go off followed by a few knocks. I picked up the kitchen knife that I was using and placed it behind my back as I slowly walked towards the door.

"Sup" The man in the door said and walked straight in.

"Excuse me? Who are you? This is my house!" I screamed towards the ended.

"Relax...I'm good" He laughed and looked at the photos that were scattered about.

"And how do I know I should believe you?" I asked.

"Michael sent me here..." He rolled his eyes "I'm Dylan" He put his hand in front of him for me to shake. Slowly I grabbed onto his hand and shook it.

"Zoe" I told him my name and put the knife down on the cabinet.

"Was the knife really necessary?" He raised his eyebrow.

"You don't know half of the people we've had here...You could have been a murderer" I argued.

"So you was going to stab me?" He laughed.

"Look...Don't take this in a mean way but why are you here?" I asked him.

"What do you prefer Hawaii, Australia, Miami or New York?" He asked.

"What? You didn't answer my question!" I snapped.

"And you didn't answer mine...What do you prefer Hawaii, Australia, Miami or New York?" He asked again.

"I don't know...New York? Why?" I asked.

"Because we're leaving" He said "Now get your things" He demanded.

"I'm not going anywhere! This is my house!" I snapped.

"God...Michael mentioned that you're stubborn" He mumbled but I could still hear.

"Why can't we just go to a different part of London? Why New York?" I asked. We've only just met.

"I'll explain everything...You read Michael's letter didn't you?" He said "We honestly need to leave!" He began yelling.

"I'm not going anywhere" I said and looked away from him.

"You are aware that Michael said i'm not to hold back on picking you up and dragging you to the car?" He said and I rolled my eyes.

"Oh yeah? What else did he say?" I sarcastically asked.

"Ashton said not to get on the wrong side of you because you might pin me against the wall and threaten to shoot me...They all agreed you're stubborn, that you can be annoying...Actually Ashton said that but then said I shouldn't tell you...They said you like to be told what's happening and that he think you can defend yourself" He said "Now I've told you that...Can you please get in the car?" He sighed.

"Nope" I shook my head "I'm staying in London" I added.

He groaned and placed his head on the wall. Soon after loud knocks came from the door and we both looked at each other and then the door.

"Do you have guns?" He whispered.

"In there" I whispered back and pointed at the cupboard. He instantly went in and pulled out a black bag.

"Michael told me about this bag...It has everything we need" He whispered again.

"Zoe...Come out, come and play" The men said in a childish tone.

"C'mon" Dylan whispered and ran into the bedroom and picked up another black bag.

We came out and we ran out the house. There was black vans everywhere. Fuck.

"Put your hood up" He whispered and pulled the hood over my head.

After that we were in the car then began speeding out of the estate.

"So...What's your plan on getting on this plane? We have guns, probably some drugs hidden in that bag and shit tons of money...You do realize they're going to stop us" I rolled my eyes.

"Why don't you leave the big boy stuff to me, okay?" He said looking at me.

"Whatever" I rolled my eyes again and leaned back in my chair.

I hope Michael is okay. I wonder what he's doing? Is he even alive?

_________________

a/n

yh dylan is dylan masset from bates motel bc bae.

PLS GIVE ME IDEAS AND INSPO FOR MORE CHAPTERS.

!!!

VOTE/COMMENT/SHARE