-------Robyn's POV-------
Did Zayn really just say that? I can't get my head around it. He said I deserved someone like him but does that mean him or just someone similar to him? HeadFucked. If only he knew I did want him but that'll never happen. At the end of the day I need to end things with Jason before it literally kills me. I don't even recognise myself anymore. I invited Jason round to my house to break the news but for protection I had a body guard hiding in the house in case he heard things get out of hand. I sat around my house nervously biting my nails wondering how he'll take the news. Secretly knowing either way it won't end well.
*Knock Knock*
-------End of Robyns POV-------
[One day later]
-------Zayn POV-------
Since our last conversation I wondered if she actually thought about what I said hoping she'd believe me when I told her she deserved better. Everyday since knowing he'd attacked her I'd wonder if he'd hit her but I hardly seen her to see any bruises and when I did she'd probably cover them up with baggy clothing. I felt certain he had. There was a loud knock on my front door interrupting my thoughts. I opened the door to see Robyn stood in front of me, her lip was trembling and her hands were shaky.
"What's wrong?" I asked knowing it was probably that pathetic excuse of a boyfriend who put her in this state.
"Zayn, I did it. I really did it." She spoke out so quietly I only managed to just hear what she said. Tears started slowly rolling down her cheek to the ground.
"You did what?" My voice softened trying to relax her.
"I told him it was over." She threw herself at me sobbing into my chest. I wrapped my arms around her to comfort her. "He said he was going to leave me. Told me I-I was nothing. That I wasn't good enough...That I wasted his time." She sobbed out the words, her body shaking in my arms. Her words making me angry, the way he spoke to her after everything he did. "He said I was no good... I couldn't give him what he wanted." She choked out.
"What did he want?" I asked rubbing small circles into her back.
"He wanted to have sex with me and I told him I wasn't ready, s-so he told me I was pathetic and he wasted his time on me cuz that all he wanted in the first place." She cried out holding onto me.
"He said what?" I growled. I couldn't believe this I actually wanted to kill him.
"I finally had the courage to leave him but then he told me I was worthless and now no one will ever want me." With out thinking I carried her bridal style to my bedroom and sat her directly in front of my long mirror.
"Robyn your not worthless, pathetic or a waste of time. Trust me." I looked at her reflection in the mirror admiring every part of her. "Don't you see what I see?" Her face scrunched up in confusion looking at her self.
"See what Zayn. What are you talking about?" She questioned.
" Your incredibly beautiful Robyn, and every part of you is gorgeous inside and out." She shook her head at my words obviously not believing them. "Just look at yourself. Robyn look. Smile that beautiful smile of yours." I encouraged.
"Zayn I don't see what your looking at." She whispered looking away from her reflection quickly as possible.
"Just look Robyn trust me." She tried looking at herself again but tears started to fill her eyes. "Smile Robyn."
"I can't Zayn." Her voice broke whilst her lips trembled holding in her crys.
"Shhh don't cry." I whispered. "Please don't cry." I unzipped her jacket to reveal a tank top and her arms full of small bruises. There was a large bruise fading on her shoulder and when I slightly touched it she winced. "Is this why you can't smile?" She nodded slowly not looking at me. "Did you love him really?" The pain in her eyes were visible but then she shook her head no. "So why were you with him, why stay with him?" I asked in confusion.
"Because I couldn't be with...." her voice trailed off leaving me hanging.
