His Curse (Zayn Malik FanFic)

Chapter 18: Changing Sides

**LAYLA POV**

After putting a layer of salt around the outside of the house. At the front door, I glued the salt around the door frame. Not breaking the circle. Thus, making my home a temporary safe haven to my parents and myself. I haven't gone back to Zayns house in about 5 days I'd say. Not for anything, but I'm too scared to leave my parents alone. I'd do just about ANYTHING to protect them right now. Aisha proved that she'd stop at nothing to get me. Even if it meant killing family too. Zayns called everyday but I don't answer the phone. He calls the house phone but my parents always tell him I'm "busy". I run short errands during the day, not allowing my parents to leave. I even tweaked my dads car so he wouldn't go to work. Then he tried calling a cab and I cut the phone lines. I've slept about 2hours during daylight for the past few days. I sit up all night, wandering my house, pausing outside my parents' bedroom just to hear their peaceful snoring. I'm hyped up on energy drinks and coffee ALL the time.

After 5 days of being alone, I finally came up with a plan. Once again, I'm putting my neck on the chopping block. But what has to be done, has to be done.

I brushed my hair into ponytail, my black skinny, black boots and Aminahs leather jacket. I went to the window in my room (which was now cleaned of the blood). I promised myself I wouldn't cry until all this bullshit was over and its a promise I intend to keep. I looked out the window then opened it. "Aisha. Stop acting like a little bitch and show your damn face. I know you're crawling around here just waiting to get your horns into my parents" I snapped. I didn't even wait 10seconds before she appeared under window. She smiled then walked around the front of the house. Of cause she would. She can't get IN the house. More people need to take Supernatural seriously. Could save a few lives.

As I made my way to the front door, I plotted out EXACTLY how I'd proceed. She's a ghost, she'll hear my heart beat. No fear or she'll think I'm lying. Just before opening the door, I took a deep breath and whispered, "Maaf (A/N: sorry in arabic. Used my muslim people) Aminah. But I have to do this. Its for mommy and daddy. Family comes first. You have to understand" I swung the door open and stepped out. I closed the door behind me and spotted Aisha under the tree in the garden. She was lounging against it with a smug look on her face. I walked up to her with determination written all over my face. "Surrendering already? Where's the fun in that?" Aisha laughed. I just gave her a look. "What? No come back?" she laughed again. "I want Zayn Malik dead" I said sternly. She chocked on her laughter, "What?" "You heard me. I want that little fucker dead. Do I need to repeat myself again?" I asked as anger began spreading through my veins. "Why?" Aisha smirked, trying to catch me in a lie, so she could kill me. "You're so stupid!" I yelled and laughed. "That doesn't answer my question, baby cuz" Aisha said calmly. I took deep breaths to calm myself then replied, "I know Zayn is just trying to help but this is all his fault. He's the reason Aminah is dead. If it hadn't been for him, I NEVER would have bothered with this entire situation. I never would have dug up his history or go after you. Hell, if I hadn't tried to help him with YOU, you wouldn't have killed Danielle. Her death is his fault too. Its ALL his fault. He's one selfish motherfucker. All he does is think about himself. He LET Aminah die. I was READY TO DIE FOR HIM. But he wouldn't allow it. He saved me and he KNEW if I didn't die, you would kill someone else. Someone I loved. All he had to do was leave me OUTSIDE the salt circle. But NO! He couldn't let me die like I planned" "You wanted to die?" Aisha was taken a back. "Of cause not! Are you being purposely dense? I was READY to die! But he decided to save me. So if you couldn't kill me and you couldn't kill him, who's left? MY family" I rolled my eyes. "Well, aren't you particularly pissy this evening" she laughed. "No kidding," I snorted, "been stuck in a house for 5 days because Zayns a dick and couldn't fix up the shit he caused"

Aisha raised her eyebrow and walked around me slowly, "How do I know you're not just lying so I won't hurt you?" "Wow, you must be really fucking stupid!" I screamed. "But I killed your sister" she smiled. "Because I provoked you. By helping HIM" I rolled my eyes again. Then she stopped and listened. Waiting for my heart beat to pick up, indicating that I was lying. When you lie, you get scared of being caught. When scared, your heart beat picks up. Which mine did not. "Okay, you pass. Why should I do this? I can kill Zayn myself" she shrugged. "No, you can't. You'll kill me and my folks and he'll be forced to take other actions. He'll search for ways to lure you onto his property, where YOUR parents will destroy you" I stated. "My parents? They're still there?" Aisha went ghostly pale, no pun intended. I sighed, "Have you been standing outside my window like a pervy stalker for the past 5days?" "Why are they still there? You're lying. If they were still in this realm, they'd have come for me" she hissed, narrowing her eyes. "Are you EVEN listening to me? What did you NOT get when I said 'He'll search for ways to lure you onto his property, where YOUR parents will destroy you' they're trapped on his damn plot, Aisha. We summoned them FROM there. They can't leave. You're safe as long as you are OFF his property" I snapped. "And how long will they stay there?" Aisha asked. "Until they send you packing or they leave the property or we send them back" I replied. "Do you know how to send them back?" she asked taking a step closer to me, no doubt paying extra attention to my heart beat. "No shit sherlock. Do you think we'd do something foolish without taking precautions? We didn't know whether they'd get here being vindictive bitches like their dead demon daughter or not" "Thank you, sweet heart" she said and fanned herself with her hand, feeling quite flattered. I rolled my eyes again and waited for her to get over herself. "So, YOU know the spell or ritual or whatever?" Aisha asked. I just stared at her, "Am I really suppose to waste my oxygen answering that?" "Okay, enough with the moods, Princess Badass. I believe you. If we're going to be working together, you can't be so pissy all the time" Aisha laughed. "You were. Actually you weren't just 'pissy' you were so angry you KILLED my sister" I air quoted 'pissy'. She laughed, "I suppose I did. Woaw, quick time out. How will this benefit you?" Aisha asked. "Well, if you want my help, I have 2 conditions"

"Who says I want it?"

"Nobody. But you NEED it"

"I don't NEED your help"

"Right. So, who's the person who can get ON the property? Who can get close enough to KILL Zayn? Who, out of the two of us, is he more likely to open his door to?"

"You know, I'm not overly fond of this new bitchy attitude of yours"

"And I'm not overly fond of my dead cousin killing my very healthy sister!"

Aisha shut her mouth, like she wanted to say something but remained silent. "My conditions are as follows: 1. You don't kill my parents. As in ever. When they die, it will be of natural causes NOT because of you. Understood?" "Crystal clear" "2. When Zayns dead, I want you to kill me too" I cleared my throat. It was honest. "You're lying. Your hearts' going crazy" she replied swiftly without hesitation. "I'm scared of death. Who isn't?" I shrugged. "Then why ask it of me?" "You were heartless enough to kill Aminah, why not kill me too? I can't live without my sister" I replied coldly. Aisha averted her eyes. "Is there something you'd like to tell me?" I asked roughly. "No," she snapped her head back to me, "What's the plan?"

"I go in, set the place on fire, come out with Zayn, you kill him. If uncle Salie and aunt Zarine are still on the plot after the fire is doused out, I'll just use the return spell. Easy as pie" "How do I know your not just making all this up, so you can get to Zayn safely?" Aisha asked. "And I'm starting to feel 'pissy' again," I roll my eyes, "do you want me to write it in blood for you? I WANT THAT LITTLE DICK DEAD. Take my parents as leverage" "But you said I wasn't to kill them" she smirked. "Exactly. If you don't see smoke burning from his house within 2minutes, you may kill my parents" I replied with a straight face. "You are serious, aren't you?" Aisha whispered. "Are you serious? Have I been talking a fucking ghost for the 30minutes! Oh right! I have" I rolled my eyes. "ENOUGH!" Demon voiced Aisha yelled. "We do this tomorrow. Don't forget, the salt may keep me out of your house but I can still HEAR within your walls. Do anything suspicious tonight and the next time you set foot outside that door, will be your last. Am I understood?" Demon-voiced, red eyed Aisha asked. "Yes" I replied, said nothing more then returned inside.

I'm so sorry, Aminah. I know you never wanted me to become this.

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[AuthorsNote]

Oh no. It seems Layla has changed sides. Wouldn't you? The boy you love or your parents? Comment and tell us: Would you have done what she did? Or would you have chosen another way?

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