Different ∞ z.м. *ON HOLD*

twenty-nine

unedited

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L A U R A

It only took about ten minutes for me to fall asleep in the safe confines of my father's Chevy . I think just all of the things that went on in the past 48 hours just wore me out. I really hadn't slept in Zayn's warehouse, simply because I was too busy worrying about myself or even Niall. I can't even think about him right now, it hurts to much, just thinking of his pale, dull, lifeless body can immediately bring tears to my eyes. I hate that Zayn did this to him, but at the same time,  I can't help but feel as though this is all my fault. If I wasn't so stupid in believing Zayn was an actual good person and ignored him, I wouldn't have been here now and Niall wouldn't be dead.

I tried to stop thinking about it, but it was hard not to, knowing that I'll never see Niall again as well as finding out that my dad isn't even my dad... But I could never tell him that, I feel like that would break his heart and be ultimately too confusing for my mom and dad for my parents to understand, seen as both of their memories were permanently erased because of Liam. I sigh again before fully let my thoughts slowly dwindle before fully falling asleep.

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When I woke I realized I wasn't safe in my bed, I wasn't even home. I was in my small white room, on the little mattress, that was inside of Zayn's warehouse...

I quickly jump up in fright.

NO!

I can't be here? I just got out? How did this happen!?

Was it just a dream?

I felt tears come to my eyes again, realizing I wasn't really free, I was still in this stupid warehouse with stupid Zayn!

I looked up at the vent on the ceiling, a small glimmer of hope coming to me, wondering if I could try and escape again. My hopes were quickly crushed when I saw that the whole vent was sectioned off with this metal pan, obviously making it so I was unable to get inside no matter what I did.

"Hello, Laura, good to see you back," I hear a voice say as the door slam shut, my eyes soon meet Zayn's. The realization hits me like a brick wall.

I did escape! But my father didn't come pick me up! Zayn shape-shifted into him! I felt so much anger towards Zayn right now, knowing that I was almost out of there.

"How could you?!" I shout at him, more tears falling from my eyes. 

"I could be saying the same to you, Laura! How could you leave me, Laura?!" Zayn booms even louder making me flinch.

"It's literal torture being stuck with you Zayn! I hate every single thing about you and this stupid goddamn warehouse!" I shout, feeling my face get hot with anger towards the creature in front of me.

Before I could even realize it, I pressed against the door, Zayn hand wrapped around jugular, my feet raised up off the ground.

"Don't you dare, Laura! Don't you dare!" Zayn spits in my face.

More hot and salty tears fell from my cheeks as I cried out, "What are you going to do, Zayn? Kill me like you killed Niall?!" I ask looking Zayn in the eyes, his image soon becoming blurry because of my tears.

I was quickly dropped, grabbing my neck I slid down the door, looking up at the tyrant before me.

His face fills with regret and remorse as he kneels down in front of me, trying to softly grab ahold of my chin with his index and middle finger, I quickly turned my face away from him as I continued to cry.

"Why did you do that to him? I saw everything..." I mumbled, drying my cheeks.

"You wouldn't understand, love..." He trailed off quietly.

"Just admit it, admit that you got jealous, jealous of Niall not because you know he loves me, but because although you'd hate to admit or at least realize that I love him!" I exclaim watching as his eyes went wide before looking down at the floor.

"Okay, okay! It's true."

"Why? You didn't have to murder him, Zayn. He did nothing to deserve it."

"Yes, Yes he did, he earned your love first and I cannot accept that." Zayn replies.

"It's not a competition Zayn, I'm not some object to be won, please just admit that it was wrong of you to do what you did." I plead.

"I can't!" He blurts, "I do not believe what I did was wrong, because I did it all for good reason, and I don't care if you don't see that in the same light."

"So have no feeling of remorse or regret?" I ask watching his expression.

I watched his Adam's apple move as he gulped, "Not one bit." He muttered.

I look at him seriously, "Then I don't think I could ever love someone as evil and emotionless as you."

"Laura---" He starts.

"Please, Zayn, please just leave me alone, if I'm going to be stuck in this warehouse, I'd rather be stuck in here alone." I mumble wiping my wet eyes.

I watch him sigh, giving a slow nod before standing and exiting the room, leaving me all by myself, hopelessly wishing that I was at home.

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