Malik - Z.M (Book 1, Malik Series)

52.

"What the fuck just happened?!" Zaidan scowls at me.

I squeeze my eyes closed and look down as the pain and anguish washes over me as she walks away.

Zaidan walks closer, waiting for an explanation.

"Alissa is going to leave-"

"What the fuck did you say?!"

I said what I said because she deserves better. She doesn't need someone like me.

Pushing her away was the only thing I could do.

"Everything that needed to be said." I murmur.

"You're a fucking asshole." Zaidan frowns.

"You don't understand!" I scowl.

"Then fucking help me understand. You treat her like shit!" Zaidan says in disbelief. "Why?! What the hell has she done for you to treat her like th-"

"She fell in love with me." I spit. "I got her to get you back! I didn't sign up for a rollercoaster filled with fucking feelings."

Zaidans frown deepens but he calms himself down when realisation dawns on his expression.

"You're doing this to make it easier for yourself aren't you?" He narrows his gaze at me.

I pierce my lips together.

"How'd that work out for you, Zayn?"

It's so weird to hear him say my name like that.

"There's other ways to push her away, not like this. Whatever chance you thought you had after she's left, is quite frankly fucked up." Zaidan says.

"Zaidan-"

"Dude. I don't want to hear it."

I sigh and pierce my lips together. "It is what it is."

Zaidan shakes his head in disappointment. "Again, you fucked up. She was giving you a chance, but then you blew it. Now she fucking hates you."

"I know!" I scowl annoyed.

Alissa.

I left both the stunned brothers outside.

Tears were thick and heavy in my eyes and I wanted nothing more than too leave.

And that's what I want.

I wish I pulled the trigger.

I made a bee line to my room, up the staircase, passed Zaidans room and inside my own to collect my bag.

I knew I couldn't walk passed the ballroom without getting noticed.

I had to say goodbye and thank Yaser and Trisha for allowing me to stay.

After all, I was used not only to get Zaidan back, but to get Zayn back for Yaser and I have to get out of here.

I should have left this morning like I wanted too.

Quick and easy.

I wanted to ignore all the words Zayn had said because I know his words were nothing but lies.

I wished I pulled the trigger.

But they keep nagging at me, and the longer that happens, the more I start to believe the illusion.

Grabbing the light duffel bag, I make my way out and scowl when Zaidan shakes his head at me.

"Don't!"