Gang Lovers

Chapter 1

I forgot to tell you guys that there will be lots of sex, self harm and strong language so If your sensitive about these type of things then this isn't the story for you sorry :( but other then that enjoy :)

Also enjoy Zayn on the side bar looking sexy in his outfit!! XP
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Zayn P.O.V

Ever since that day, the nightmare never stops, It was always the same nightmare. Me killing the ones I love and in the end, ending my live as will.

        My eyes open wide, I looked around me to see that everything is normal and looked back to the ceiling catching my breath. I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom, looking into the mirror. I look as if I was jumped by a gang, which won't be surprising. Turning the shower on and took my boxer off, went in but gasp as I felt my cuts starting to burn, but soon fade away. I looked at my body, my arms, thighs and stomach were covered with cuts. As I finished up with my shower, I put a towel around my lower waist and brushed my teeth.

I went back into my room and headed towards my drawer. Taking  a boxer out and putting it on right after. Spending 5 minutes choosing on what to wear I decided to wear my Bandi Ink t-shirt, with black tight jeans, and black Jordan. Once I had my shoes on I went back to the bathroom facing the mirror, ignoring the fact that I look like shit I fix my hair making it messy but sexy.  Staring  into the mirror the nightmare replayed in my head, I couldn't get it out of my mind that nightmare felt so real.

* Warning Self-Harm*

Before realizing it I had pulled the mirror open, taking out a black sack and closing it. Opening the sack I pulled out a razor, dropping the sack next to the sink. I put the razor on top of my wrist cutting  my skin. "Shit" I said nothing above a whisper as I felt the pain, but  it felt good, I  deserved it, every single cut, every single pain, I wasn't worth living. As the blade slide left and right on my canvas made of skin the thick red blood flows down my arm creating a river of my sorrow and depression that has been thrown on my by the neglection of the world... I close my eyes as memory from my horrible past rewind over and over again.

*Flashback*

"PLEASE STOP IT!!!"  I heard my mother scream  downstairs, I jumped out of my bed  and ran downstairs to see what was going on, trying not to fall of the stairs I headed to the living room. I hided behind one of the bookcases and leaned a little over to see what was happening. My eyes widen, my mother was on the floor while my Dad was on top of her, beating her. " YOU FUCKING BITCH!! I won't let you leave me you fucking slut!" my dad yelled at her beating her even more harder  " I'm sorry please stop " my mom begged and I can see her tears go down her face. I couldn't move, I thought  that they were happily in love, but I was wrong. 

" What are you doing?!?"  my mom said with a fear voice near above a yell, I come back to reality and saw my dad bring his pocket knife up in the air, that's when my fear and shock faded away having my anger and hatred take over. I ran out of my hidden cage, tackling my dad down to the ground hard, making the pocket knife fly off his hand landing a feet away from us. I got on top of him and started punching him.  " YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!, who do you think you are, hitting her like that!!"  I said swinging another punch to his face hearing a crack.

Yay! I broke his nose bastard deserved it , anyways

Focus on the fight Brain  -_-

Sorry :(

I felt something hard  hit my cheek, Fucker was able to punch me and turning me over.  Before I was able to get up, he started punching and kicking me. Bitch hits harder than me, " GET OFF OF HIM!!" I heard my mom yelled at dad, trying to pull him off of me. My dad elbow her in the face making her fall backward, at that moment my dad grabbed a vase, hitting  me on the head. That's when I started to lose my consciousness, just when I was about to black out I heard a gunshot and someone running out the door.