Random: (Zayn Malik fanfic)

Chapter 16

"I'm coming next week," I told Zayn through the phone.

"Good. How are you doing?"

"Fine," I replied while staring at myself in the mirror, noticing the thinning body. I lifted up my shirt and studied my already small stomach, getting smaller. I went to the doctor three days ago and they diagnosed me with depression. It didn't come as a surprise to anyone. It was almost obvious.

"Don't lie to me," Zayn said quietly.

"I'm not lying." I pulled my shirt down and went into the kitchen to get tea.

I like to eat still, it's not like I stopped completely, but I just don't have an appetite anymore. I'll nibble on some fruit and vegetables here and there, but I'll rarely have a full meal. Tracy and Kris both ask me to go out to eat constantly, but I won't because they'll just force food onto me. Right now, I just want to sleep and dance.

"Don't over do anything, alright? Make sure you're eating and sleeping-"

"Tracy told you, didn't she," I said quietly.

"Yeah, she did," Zayn said with a slight sadness to the end. "Ray, you aren't alone. You can talk to me and Tracy and Kris."

"I know, Zayn."

"Then why don't you talk to us? Why don't you eat? Why can't you just allow us to help you?" Zayn said with a hint of frustration.

"Because I lost my baby girl, Zayn! How can someone ever be ok after that?!" I yelled.

"People get better! Raven, what happened was the worst thing to ever happen to us, but everyone needs to move on. Jade wouldn't want you to just mope around! The sun will always shine. Take that advice. You aren't alone in this god damn mess, Raven. Jade isn't gone. She's still in your heart, but until you accept that, you'll be miserable."

"I don't want to feel ok, Zayn. I want to feel the pain Jade did. I don't want her to be alone!"

"Until you let Jade go, she will be alone." Zayn said I love you then hung up. I ran a hand through my hair and sighed, realizing he's right.

I set my hands on the counter and sighed, letting my mind wander to my little girl. "I won't let you go," I whispered. "I can't let you go, Jade."

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"This is Raven," Zayn said politely, gesturing me to the man in front of us.

"Nice to meet you, Raven. I'm Bill Mitch. I own this theater," he said proudly.

"That would be why it's called Mitch Theater, right?" I asked, allowing a small smile fall on my lips while looking at the young business man in front of us.

"Well, technically it's named after my grandfather, but you can say that." We all chuckled together. Zayn's hand crept into my own and squeezed. My hand wandered up towards my neck, toying with the charm of a silver 'J' hung just below my collar bones.

"Paul is in the other room so you guys can talk about the security," Zayn said, pointing towards the door. Bill excused himself and left Zayn and I alone to wander up and down the aisles of chairs in the theater, since the rest of the boys were making a mess elsewhere.

"This is a small venue, isn't it?" I asked, watching as Zayn walked towards the stage.

"Smaller, yes. But these are sometimes the funnest," he shouted back to me. He pulled himself onto the edge and let his feet dangle off the edge. "Hey, I know this is Harry's thing, but can I sing you something?"