My ray of sunshine

Chapter 11 - How did he know?

Zayn:

As my brain fiddled with all the ways he could have discovered what happened that day in my bedroom, no possible way there could be some leaked information. Knowing my parents they would have never left a soul living if it meant their wealth, as the tragic events of Ravi's death flooded back into my brain, I saw red, the fury of his diddling in my business, or was it the fury I had with myself for killing my best friend for a stupid reason? I don't know but all I know is to kill, that's all I'm good at, I was still half brained as all my fury poured out on the obstacle in front of me...Ray and

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Ray:

As he managed to kick the ghost out of me, I couldn't help but notice him removing his shirt, blood drained out of me as I saw his body, he was ripped and full of scars, my brains hope of actually winning didled away, his dark eyes stared daggers into my soul, if this was in a movie it could definitely classify as those types of scenes with the horror background music, he was just as agile and strong as he looked and judging from all his scars he had so much expertise in fighting and although I was bulk, I was not as good at fighting as most people would presume. My eyes rolled back into their sockets almost immediately as I heard a boom sound, his kick was so fast it took some seconds for my body to process the impact of the kick, as my body flew from one wall to another my life flashed through my eyes, from the time I was around ten when my mom lost her mind because of my remark about the male manikins to the time when me and Max were In the old school building, every detail about my miserable life flashed through my eyes, when I finally felt the impact of Wall hit my back as the cold of the wall dawned in on me penetrating my silk blue shirt, when my eyes adjusted to reality, there he was looking down on me with disgust as he raised his hand folded into a boxer's punch and boom, straight to my cranium, the impact to my head was like a raging bull, I saw black.....
I felt cold water wash through every part of my body. My eyes as heavy as a hippo, I managed to open them and as my eyes adjusted to the dark figure of Zayn shadowing over my body, his evil dark eyes looking down at me, a bucket in his hand. As fast as ever his legs lay on my stomach, the pain rushed back in as bad as it already is, why can't I just die? Can a human be subjected to such unbearable pain, the weight of a fully grown man was resting on my stomach, blood was what I saw next, did the kicks and blows I gave him finally dawning in on him? No. It was me spitting out blood at the rate of a pipe, was this the time, was this finally the time I was going to die, I asked myself..........
The guilt of me leaving Max alone that night gave me the regret, the regret that I said to myself, "I won't die until I fix things with Max." His smile as threatening as it was, was not going to keep me down .....