red love (z.m.)

10. Crashing down again

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"If you lie to me, I'll consider you fake."

Michael Trevon. Is this really happening? Please let this be a dream.

"Hey!!" He yelled again probably because I zoned out.

"Charlotte who's that?" Zayn asked beside me, confused. But I was more confused than him, I was denying that Michael Trevon stepped foot where I did.

"I-I need to go." I ushered the words and started swimming to the beach.

I quickly got out and went to grab my staff, but my ex fucking interrupted me. "Hi Charlotte, long time no see." He smirked looking down at me. "Will please go away? I don't know why are you here or why are you talking to me, but I just want you out of my sight." I cry feeling my eyes burn. I don't want to cry, I wont let myself cry in front of him again. I wont let him brake me again.

"You see, I don't care what you want. Let's just forget about the past and start again, yeah?" He looked at me questionably, his bright blue eyes boring into mine. He was still really hot and in his shape. But that didn't change his attitude. "I have nothing to do with you anymore, please go away and leave me alone." I was getting angry now. I suddenly saw Zayn behind Michael, approaching us. This isn't good.

"Can I help you?" Zayn turned to look at the guy questionably. Zayn please make him go away. I'm begging you.

I prayed silently in my mind.

"Oh sorry I didn't know she was taken. Wow Charlotte I guessed you've changed, somebody does want you and find you beautiful." He remarked, smirking down at me. Zayn raised his eyebrows surprised by Michaels rude outcome. "Look mate this is something between me and my Char. It's okay, she'll be with me again, everything is fine. Thanks for watching out for her." Michael turned to Zayn, and taking my hand. I flinched.

"I think you should go before I break your fucking neck, mate." Zayn threatened, taking me by my waist, closely to him. "Jeez, chill down, I'll see you around Charlotte. You know you can't escape from the past, from me." He smiled devilishly and walked away. I stood there frozen, watching him walk away and I all I wanted to do right now was getting under my covers and cry.

"Char? Love? Are you okay?" He took my face in his hands and rubbed his thumbs across my cheeks, softly. I'm still processing this scene. I still can't believe it.

"I-I just want to go to bed." I pleaded softly. I could barely talk or even walk. I can't stop repeating his words in my head: "You know you can't escape from the past, from me."
I wanted to forget so badly about him and the things he did to me. I want to start over, I tried so hard, why did he had show up? He brought every tear that I've slipped, every pain I've felt. I was doing good before he came into my life. He destroyed me and nobody knows that. Nobody. Not even my parents.

"Charlotte!" I must've zoned out. "Sorry, can we just go?" I cried, clinging onto his arm. He took our stuff and we started to walk back to the hotel. Once there I quickly jogged to my room and got in the bathtub, turning on the shower. I try to relax under the warm water, but something keeps me tensed, he keeps me tensed and on the edge. Why can't he just let go? Why come now? Out of all people why him? So many questions again that can't be answered. I feel so dirty.

I washed myself and the place where he had touched me like a hundred times. His touch, just imagining him touching me sends a shiver down my spine, a cold shiver that makes me scared and uneasy. How can I live with this? How can I breathe when he's somewhere near me.

I got out and changed into a pair of shorts and a black tank top. I grabbed my panties also, but no bra. I wanted to relax. I turned the lights off, it's already seven. I must've been in the bathroom for like two hours. Surely felt good. Getting under the covers I checked my phone. It had two messages. One from Sky and one from Zayn?