He's My Twin

Chapter 2

*Zoey’s POV*

It was after dinner and I was dreading the talk I would have to have with Niall. I would tell him everything. If he didn’t believe me, oh well. If he did, well cool. I was working on the drawing that I had been working on when I heard a knock at the door.

“Come in,” I said without looking up. The door opened and closed and I felt the weight of Niall’s body move my bed.

“So,” He said. I looked up from my drawing and raised an eyebrow.

“Go ahead and ask.” I told him.

“Why do you do it?” He asked. I sat the drawing down and looked at him.

“When Zayn and I were younger we got along. When we got into middle school is when everything changed. He would ignore me. He and his friends would verbally bully me. When he wasn’t around his friends would physically bully me. This went on until he left for X-Factor. When he left the beatings got worse. One of the guys even broke my arm.  When he made it passed boot camp all those people who had bullied me suddenly wanted to be my friend. I had so many fake friends I lost count. When you all got to the live shows I dropped out of our school, changed my last name, and switched schools.” I told him. I could feel small tears running down my cheeks.  He looked pissed off. I don’t know if he was pissed off at me because he thought I was lying or if he was pissed off at Zayn.

“Did you tell your Mom?” He asked.

“She knew about be being bullied but she didn’t know who did it.” I said. He nodded and took one of my arms and raised my sleeve up. He pushed it just a little up from my wrist. He noticed that they went further up my arm and pushed my sleeve up to my elbow. Scars, new and old were scattered across my arm in different places. He didn’t know it but it was almost identical like that on my legs and arms. I’ve been cutting since I was ten. When I first did it I did it for the release. When I had been doing it for a while I did it for the mesmerizing affect the blood had rolling down my skin. Now that I’m older and have been doing it for ten years, I do it for the pain. I like the way the razor blade feels when it cuts into my skin.

I noticed that Niall had dropped my arm and was looking at his feet. It was completely silent in my room.

“Well, um, I’m going to take a shower.” I sat and got up off of my bed. He nodded and stormed out of my room as I walked into the bathroom.

*Niall’s POV*

Zayn Malik is a heartless dick. I can’t believe he would do that to his own twin. When I walked out of Zoey’s room I stormed right down the hall to Zayn’s room and slammed the door open.

“Zayn Malik, you are an asshole. She is your sister! What if someone was doing that to Waliyha or Safaa?” I shouted at him.

“What the hell are you talking about Niall?” Harry asked me.

“Niall, calm down.” Liam suggested.

“Niall, seriously, what are you talking about?” Zayn asked me this time.

“About your lovely relationship with Zoey. Seriously, I don’t get you at all! You are a heartless ass.” I shouted at him.

“Whatever she told you she’s lying!” He shouted back.

“Bullshit! You were her childhood bully! Your ‘friends’ beat her! Her arms look like Edward fucking Scissorhands has gotten a hold of her!” I shouted back. His face turned really pale when I said that. Liam, Louis, and Harry were all looking at him. I stormed out of his room and walked back to Zoey’s. I knocked on it and there wasn’t an answer. I didn’t hear the shower running any more so I kept knocking.

“Zoey, are you in there?” I asked and knocked again. There wasn’t an answer so I tried to open the door but it was locked, “Zoey, open the door.” I said starting to feel a little panicked. I kept knocking and there wasn’t an answer. I then decided I should force my way into her room. I slammed by body against her door a few times and heard the cracking of wood.

The door flew open and Zoey was in the middle of her floor with flowing out of her wrists and her legs. I ran over to her as quick as I could and took my shirt off to stop the bleeding. I then heard the pounding of feet behind me.

“What-,” I heard someone say. I looked behind me and Trish was standing there with a shocked look on her face.

“Call an ambulance, quick!” I shouted at her. She nodded and ran out of the room. Behind her were the other four boys. They all had tears in their eyes, even Zayn.

“Someone get me some towels please.” I told them. Liam was the first to act and ran into Zoey’s bathroom and grabbed an unfortunately white towel and pressed it against her leg. A few minutes later we all heard the sirens of the ambulance.

*half hour later*

*Zayn’s POV*

We were in the hospital. I was sitting further away from everyone else. This had been my fault. Niall was completely right. I am a dick. I had my head in my hands and I could hear mumbling around me.

“Zayn, is it true?” I heard a soft voice ask. I looked up and saw Liam, Harry, and Louis around me. I knew it was Louis by the voice. I put my head back in my hands and slowly nodded then heard them gasp.

“Why did you do it?” Liam asked this time.

I just shrugged, “I’ve always been jealous. Zoey has always been better at everything. She’s always been smarter than me, she’s always been a better artist than me, she’s always been a better musician than me. We would help each other if we didn’t know something. When we got to middle school I thought things would probably be different but they weren’t. The only thing that changed was me. I became popular and just kinda left Zoey. My new friends were mean to her and I thought if I stood up for her then they wouldn’t be my friend anymore so I started being mean to her as well. She was the shy, smart, talented one. I was just Zayn. I decided to try out for X-Factor because I knew she never would. Then we all started doing really good. Mom kept me updates on everyone and she would tell me how Zoey would come home bloody and beaten. One day she called me and told me that whoever was hurting her had broken her arm as well. I felt terrible because I knew that it was my friend who had been hurting my sister. Eventually Mom said that Zoey graduated early, gotten a job but had changed her name. Mom had said that she would make friend but loose them quickly. I knew that, that was my fault as well. People wanted to be her friend to be my friend.” I told them, the entire time I was rubbing my ‘ZAP’ tattoo.

“Zayn, sometimes I don’t understand you.” Harry said and walked away. I knew he would probably take this the hardest because of the hate that he had been getting. Louis followed him but Liam sat down beside me.

“I’m not going to lie and say I understand why you did it because honestly I don’t. I agree with Niall when he said you were an asshole. But you need to do something about this. You need to do something to make things better between you and Zoey. You are siblings and you are family. Family doesn’t do that to each other.” He said and walked away. I watched him walk away and saw the doctor walk up to Mom. I quickly walked over there as well.