Hidden Secrets (A Zendaya/Val story)

Knowing

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Val's POV

We are all three in the car heading to Maks and my apartment. Zendaya is looking out the window, but all I can do is look at her. She's hiding something.

"Daya, will you tell us what he did? All that he did?" I asked.

"Well I had closed the door to change and he asked why I told someone. I tried to lie and tell him I didn't I was just staying with you guys for a bit. He said he knew that was a lie and he slapped me. Then he...um...he started unbuttoning my shirt. Then he just stopped, and he looked like he felt so guilty. Then he wrapped his hands around my neck....and....and...he tried to ki-kill me."

Trying to look past my anger for Zendayas sake I said, "Is that all that happened?"

She paused for a moment. Then she looked at me, those big brown eyes brimmed with tears. She looked like she might admit something, but she just said,"Yes. That's all. I mean it wasn't really that bad. I mean since I told you guys, I guess I really deserved it."

I pulled her face close to mine. "Zendaya. Don't you ever say that again! No one deserves this. Especially not someone as innocent as you."

"But I'm not innocent," she cried.

I knew that man had told her something. I would just have to find a way to get her to talk to me about it.

Zendayas POV

I wish I could just tell them. It would make it much easier. I feel so much pain, regret, and guilt. My heart feels like it was torn in half.

We were pulling into their driveway. The moment the car stopped, I grabbed my bag and jumped out. I raced to the door and waited for someone to unlock it.

Maks said,"In a hurry or something wild one?"

I smirked. Maks had a way with making you feel better.

"You know it. Can't wait to trash your apartment," I said, smiling.

"It's nice to see that beautiful smile of yours Daya," Val said.

I wish I could see it too. Because I sure don't feel happy.

Maks's POV

I watched as my brother sat by Zendaya on our couch. At first I'll admit I was wary about their relationship, but not now. I see how in love they are. I see how mature she is. She's made val a better person. She's made him come alive.

"So Daya we only have two bedrooms here. Don't usually have beautiful visitors."

"Oh um ill just sleep on the couch."

"Nope actually you wont," Val said.

"What?" She asked.

"You'll be sleeping in my bed. It's the only way I know for certain you are safe. I won't let anything happen to you. And Maks I see you looking at me. No I'm not going to do what you're thinking."

I smirked. I wasn't thinking of that actually. I know he wouldn't take advantage of her. I just wish I could have a love like that.

Zendaya's POV

Sleep with Val? A smile illuminated my face. I tried to tune it down, but to no avail. I realized I loved him.

But do I deserve love after what I did?

Will I ever?

Val's POV

I carried a sleepy zendaya to my bed an laid her down. She was still a little awake. It was so cute, but I knew she needed some good, safe sleep.

I leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Go to sleep Little Z."

Right before she drifted off to sleep she mumbled, "I killed her."