I'm Addicted To You *Book 2*

Chapter 8

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*Rosalie's P.O.V*

 I walked into the house after dropping Ivy off at school and slammed the door. The house was quiet so I wasn’t sure whether or not Zayn was or awake. I walked into my room and saw the sheets pulled back, so at least he was out of bed. I walked to his Art room and opened the door. He was sitting in their staring at one of his paintings. He heard my footsteps and covered it up quickly.

“Hey.” He said quietly while turning to look at me. “I didn’t know you had left until I woke up.”

“Well, I didn’t know you wouldn’t be out all night, leaving me alone with our daughter, so we are both equal.” I faked smiled. “I’m making breakfast, you want anything?”

“I’ll be in there soon.” I sighed and left the room annoyed.

I walked into the kitchen and opened up a box of cereal and poured milk into the bowl. I sat down at the small table and ate in silence. I saw Zayn walk in and he got cereal and sat across from me. I finished eating and stared at him.

“Are you going to tell me where you were last night?” I asked him.

“No, because if I did you would take Ivy and leave me.” He said sadly.

“I told you I would never leave you, now tell me where you were.” I told him sternly.

He sighed and put his spoon in his bowl and ran his hand through his already messy hair. “I was out with Harry and Louis. We were supposed to be home at midnight like every other night but we had to go out of town for a bit.”

“What were you doing?”

“I’m so sorry for what I am about to say but… we were out selling. And using. And killing.”

I was silent for a second. “I knew it. What the fuck Zayn?! I thought you were done with that life, and now you’re not only bringing me into it, but Ivy too? Zayn… I don’t know what to say!”

“Rose, I am so sorry! I knew you would react like this. Please don’t leave me.” I begged standing up.

I stood up too. “And this is what you’ve been doing for the past few weeks?” he nodded and reached out for me. “Don’t touch me. Please. I need some space.” I walked out of the room and into our bedroom. I shut the door and locked it.

“Rosalie, open the door. Please. Let’s talk about this.” I ignored his pleads and took out a big suitcase and packed some clothes, not all but some, and put them in it. I opened the door and walked past Zayn and into Ivy’s room. I took some of her toys, clothes, and shoes and brought them into the suitcase.

“Rose, don’t leave me. Please.” He said walking into the room.

“Zayn, I need time to think. Please. Don’t pick Ivy up from school, I will. I will be at Liam’s house. I don’t know if I can trust you around our daughter.” And with that being said I grabbed the suitcase, my keys, and left the house with a begging Zayn behind me.

*Liam’s House*

“How could I be so fucking stupid?!” I cried into Danielle’s arms. “I kind of knew all along but was too scared to admit it to myself. What am I gonna do?”

She rubbed my back and handed me the tissue box. “Sh, it will be okay. It will get better in time. You just need time to think. Don’t you have a therapist appointment soon? You can talk to him about it.”