The lonely soul. Ziall fanfic

Chapter 7: Saffa!

No one's POV

Zayn stayed in hospital the next few days thinking of ways to apologize to Niall. His first plan was to pretend he didn't care, but the truth is that he does care. The reason at the moment is unknown but one day he will find out and when he does, it will be the biggest shock and the hardest problem he will have to face... But until then he just needs to hurry up and heal.

While this was happening to Zayn, Niall was having the opposit thoughts. He hated himself more than ever and he was coming up with excuses as to why. He had never been a guy to understand self harming.. but some force was there pushing him towards the dark side... and eventually, Night descended on Niall.

Niall's POV

I don't know why I did it, but I do know that it helped. This let me release my anger, my pain into something more physical. The short but sharp sting as the blade slices delecatly yet harshly over your skin, let's you forget about the mental pain. And as the thick scarlett liquid slowly dribbles down your arm, into your palm only to finish it's journy down the sink.

Why would anybody say it's a bad thing? I mean it's not too addictive.. right?

Only later would I find out just how wrong I was.

Zayn's POV 

I'm being let out today. I havn't seen my sister saffa, and to be honest I'm getting really worried. Whenever I'm in hospital, she would visit me. Everyday. So why not this time?

I leave the hospital doors and inhale the sweet smell of freshly cut grass. It smells a lot nicer than that hospital room, that's for sure.

I call for a taxi and when it comes I hope in and I head home.

I open the door and the first thing I do is call her name. 

"Saffa!" Nothing..

"SAFFA!!" Nothing... until I softly hear a shrilling voice. Like a scream but it's muffled, A muffled scream!

I start bounding as fast as I can towards the sound but when I try the door its locked. I start banging it and crying as I try to safe my sister who is trapped in the room. I know it's her, I just know it is.

"SAFFA!!" i scream one last time as I kick the door down. What I see though makes my blood boil.

I see my step dadhovering nacked over my little sister who is also wearing nothing, but who has been tied to the bed helpless. Well it doesn't take a genius to know whats about to go down.

"Get the fuck off my sister." I growl quietly but loud enough for him to hear. But all he does is start laughing, and let me tell you, that only pisses me off even more. 

"GET THE FUCK OFF HER!" I roar making both of the jump.

"You think you scare me boy? I need a good fuck and little Saffa here was... willing to lend a hand." he slurs, I can tell he's been drinking.

She starts shaking her head and the tears continue to cascade down her face. She mouths one word, and that word makes me spring into action.

"help" 

I charge towords the drunk old man and knock him to the floor. I then proceed to pining him down and hitting him until I am sure he's unconcious. I then look at my sister who is staring at me in fear. I start crying again, what kind of sick man would do this to her, she's just so innocent and young.

I start shushing her as she starts to cry aloud. I untie her hands and legs so she can cuddle up to me.

"I-I was s-so s-s-cared Z-Zayn."

"shush now little child you'll be ok." I start to hum a lullaby our mother used to sing to us when we were little. that seems to calm her down a bit. She takes a deep breath before saying the words I dont want to think about.

"what are we going to do when he wakes up?" well that's a great question.

"I don't know baby girl but we can't stay here."

"Are we running away? going on an adventure?" well thats one way to look at it.

"yeah baby an adventure. No get up we need to pack some things into a bag."

We start with her clothes then mine the we 'steal' a few hundred pounds from the 'beer jar' I start to hear shuffling and banging so I gently shove my sister out and we start running. That's when I hear the first bang. Ive heard that sound so many times in reality and in movies. He's shooting at us. When did he get a gun? Sensing the huge danger I heft Saffa onto my back to save time and I start running. 

"You better hold on tight spider-monkey" I quote perfectly from her favourite film, Twilight. She giggle even at a moment like this. I suddenly feel a peircing pain in my side and I look down to see me bleeding. Shit he shot me! We have no choice now but to stop at somebody's house. I need to protect my sister and I can't if I'm lying on the floor dieing. I spot a house and I head straight for it. I start banging furiously on the door shouting for help.

"help! Please! I need to look after my sister, my step dad is chasing me with a gun please open the door." 

I hear somebody fumbling on the door and I hear a very familiar Irish accent.

"Ok just wait there I'm trying my best but the doors stuck." there's no doubt in my mind that it's Niall. 

"is the lock on?" 

"No the door's just jamed." I tell him to stand back and I start kicking the door until eventually it gives in and bye now im feeling week. Man im going to pass out again. Twice in  a week, that's not good. 

Niall gasps as he sees it's me. "Zayn!" 

"Look Niall. I know you hate me right now, Don't worry I hate myself. I was wrong to jump to conclusions, but please just looks after my sister because I'm about to pass out and most probably die from blood loss and she is the most precious thing in my world, she's my snowflake. Please promise me that you'll look after her." By now she's playing with Niall's dog so she's not listening.

"I promise Zayn but," Everything he says starts to turn fuzzy. He starts shouting but I can't focus on his words but I can see his mouth moving. And i see him say the words I havn't heard since my mum. I love you.

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