Trigger warning: Gore
Please read with caution
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I don't start it but I can tell you how it ends
Don't get sad, get even
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A/N: Both this chapter and the one before it happen during the same day at the same time
This chapter follows Zayn and the guy he's going to butcher, the previous one follows Harry and and Louis
Take care, enjoy (not too much you masochists)
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Trisha pulled Liam to the side, worry filling her eyes as she took him into the hall
She took a deep breath then whispered "Try to make sure that he doesn't hurt himself too badly will you?"
Liam frowned "What do you mean?"
Trisha sighed "Since Zayn came back from being with Brian, his spams have gotten worse-a whole lot. He shouldn't over use his hands as the nerves are still incredibly sensitive" Liam furrowed his brows "He wears a sling sometimes and sometimes he wears a brace- I won't stop him from doing something that will most definitely relax him but I don't want him to get hurt"
She rambled but her eyes widened when she'd realised what she said in the moment of weakness and worry
Liam slowly nodded as he smiled weakly "I'll see what I can do"
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Zayn parked the car before they both stepped outside
They walked into the warehouse
People guarded every door and kept their gazes up as Zayn walked inside
He walked past all of them, not sparing them a single glance as he walked into the basement of the warehouse
Liam following him but he stopped when Zayn motioned for him to do so
And Liam understood, all the people whoever hurt him where in this room
And all of them cringed and hissed when Zayn opened the light of the dark room
Liam still in the dark where none of them can see him
Zayn walked towards the cell that held a bruised Man, he opened the cell door and grabbed him by his neck then dragged him out and onto a metal slate that could be considered a bed
Zayn strapped him silently while the man tried to fight
Zayn (being tired from the bullshit) punched him once and he immediately knocked him out
After asking Zayn a bit, this man man the food, not the one to deliver it
The poor boy who accidentally hit Stella went to the hotel management himself and apologised and asked if he could speak to Zayn
Zayn didn't talk to him, but Yaser did
The boy explained how nervous he was and how sorry he was, he asked if there's anything he can do
Yaser just asked if he knew who prepared the food
He sadly shook his head but gave Yaser the sheet of all the cooks that day
Derek, Niall and Stiles found him and dragged him back
Liam watched Zayn, the other men in the room watching in horror as Zayn walked towards the layout he'd set of knives
Liam blinked and Zayn looked at him
Even in his worst mindset, Zayn was worried about how Liam would react to something after the shit he went through while being captive
Liam just nodded at Zayn once, Zayn picked up a knife and slashed the man's right arm
He woke up with a gasp when the knife was stabbed into his palm
Zayn took a wrench from the table and Liam's eyes widened seeing Zayn use it to cut of each and every single one of the man's fingers before he put the hands in tubs of Ice
To insure he won't bleed out, at least not yet
Liam watched Zayn pick up a hammer
Liam thought he'll use the hammer on the man, Zayn seemed to stall though
His eyes glazed over for a second before complete anger took a hold of him
He dropped the hammer on the floor, making it fell right beside Zayn's foot with a loud thud
He pressed a button while made the bed up in a standing motion
The ice tube falling without a care
Zayn then pulled off all the rings he had on along with a bracelet, putting them into his pocket
Then slipped on a knuckle ring
He punched him, over and over and over again, the others in the room just watching as he unleashed what anger he had bottled in
Liam sat down on the stairs and continued to watch
The man on the table howled in pain as he kept on getting punched over and over again
Once the knuckle ring was covered in blood
Zayn picked up a knife, raised it up high before he slashed right through his chest
The man choked as Zayn's fist dove into the wide open wound with his head dropped back
He screamed as blood dripped down his chest, Liam not knowing what Zayn's hand was doing but he only imagined how painful it was
Deserving.
Zayn then pulled his hand out, coated red with blood and picked up some claps to hold the wound open
Liam cringed at the view of the broken ribs but his eyes went wide open when Zayn picked up a knife
And stabbed his heart
He fell limp and the only notice was Zayn's breathing
He then silently went towards the table and picked something up
He walked towards the now dead man with a knife sticking out of his heart
Zayn cut his heart out before he picked it up and threw it in Brian's cell
He blinked then walked towards Liam who made a somewhat quick move to stand up, his bloody hand reaching to close the lights before he caged Liam against the wall behind him
"Did you enjoy the show, Jaan?"
Liam blushed, not knowing what Zayn just called him but he slowly nodded
"Yeah…. I did" He whispered
Zayn chuckled, it was dark and sent a shiver down Liam's spine
Liam didn't wait a second before he put a hand on Zayn's hip, pulled him closer and their lips met as their eyes closed
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