Give up Bad boy, give up...

19. Care

Hey :)

Sorry for the late update, I just had a lot of trouble writing this chapter. I hope you will like it. The next chapter will going to smash it, though :P

This time the dedication goes to @Hattiecook for being so amazing. Thank you everything and don't forget that you're awesome! :)

Enjoy xx

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As soon as we parked in front of his house, he practically draged me inside. We rushed inside his bathroom then he lifted me and put me on the counter, like I was a doll. He take the first aid kit while I was just sitting there stunned, speechless, just looking at his beautiful face. What is wrong with me?

After he set up everything he looked me in the eyes and I was stuned once again by the softness in his crystal blue eyes. He looked down at me with so much concern that my heart started aching.

Slowly, still not breaking eye contact, he lifted my bruised arm. He looked down at the cut and growled. I also looked at it and frowned at how bad it looked. It wasn't that deep, but my blood covered everything. He started cleaning the cut and it hurt as shit but I didn't make a sound. But somehow he sensed that I'm in pain, and looked at me apologetically then continued ever so gently.

We still didn't speak a word, I couldn't even say anything and I think he felt the same way. He just cleaned the cut then covered it with a bandage. After it was done he started looking at my body, looking for any other bruise. When his eyes landed on my neck he snapped. His grip thightened on the counter till his knuckles turned snow white. I quickle tried to hide it, but he didn't let me. I turned around to look at it in the mirror. It wasn''t that bad, really, just a thin cut.. It was red, but nothing serious.

Suddenly he grabbed my face and turned it towards him till I looked him in the eyes. The silence seemed unbearable, especially when the tension was thick in the air. He was looking at me with a broken expression. He lifted his hand and started caressing softly my cheek.

"I'm so sorry Kat" He whispered softly, finally breaking the silence. His voice crakced, showing how badly he was suffering. It doesn't even make sense. Why is he doing this? He said he doesn't care about me, so why is he acting like that now? This is just messed up. Anger taking over me I jumped off the counter, looking at him with daggers.

"Yeah, right." I spat, walking out of the bathroom. Well, at least I wanted to, but he grabed my waist and pulled me hard against his chest.

"What do you mean Kat? I meant it. This never should've happened to you, and I really am sorry because this is all my fault."

"What are you doing Zac? You declared clearly that you don't want anything to do with me, and now you're telling me you're sorry? You never cared about me so just stop this."

"I ALWAYS CARED ABOUT YOU KAT" He shouted, gripping harder my waist. Me, on the other hand just stood there with an open mouth.

"You- You're lying" I stuttered looking for a sign of lie in his eyes, but didn't find any.

"Am I? Do you think it was a coincidence that I happened to be there today? I followed you Kat. I have been following you everyday when you were walking alone since you told me about Luke. I was worried that something bad happenes to you. I was so fucking worried for you everyday" He almost whispered. It can't be true, right?

No words came out of my mouth. What could I say? He must be lying..

"You have no idea how much I care about you, Kat" He said slowly, lokking deep into my eyes, reaching my soul. I had to close my eyes, because i just couldn't take it anymore. He's killing me. He's lying.