After I Met Him

Chapter 14

Okay so I AceDenTaLly deleted this chapter when I published my other chapters and I had to re write everything! Sorry for taking long to publish but thanks for reading there and putting up with my old lame ass jokes that no one uses. YOoLoO am I right? K y'all are GON murder me now so okie sorry.- Sarina is Satans wife jk.

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Today I was getting out of the hospital. Chelsea and Hannah were waiting for me as I filled out the papers that let me out of this hell hole. Once I completed the paperwork I got my purse and walked out with Hannah and Chelsea.

"Okay now that your free, let's go have some fun!" Yelled Chelsea. "Id love to, but I have to talk to Zayn." I explained. "Oh you're no fun!" Hannah exclaimed. Once Chelsea dropped me off at Zayn's house I waved goodbye and walked to his front door. "Jay?" Asked Zayn, a bit surprised to see me. "We need to talk." I said, walking in and taking a seat on the couch. "I already told you, I can't." He said, taking a seat beside me. "No. Because that's not in option anymore. You're going to tell me." I said, looking into his eyes, showing no sort of emotion. "Jay I can't-" I cut him off, growing a bit impatient. "If whatever happened to me had something to do with you or my father than I need to know." I said, hoping it didn't. Zayn didn't speak for a moment, trying to think of a good way to say whatever he was about to say. "You won't believe me." He finally said. "You're the only answer that I've got." He nodded at my words. "Your dads a fraud." I froze at his words, what is he talking about? "What are you saying? How do you know that?!" I said, my voice getting louder. "The guy who kidnapped you, he had a murder case in Florida, your dad was his lawyer. On the day of the trial, your dad took the money and bailed." Zayn tried to explain, like this was as hard for him to say as it is for me to listen. "So the guy , Chaz, he went to find your dad, to make him pay. He's in jail now." I was crying at this point, unsure of what to do. "How do you know this!?" I screamed, my body tensing. "Your fathers hospital documents, and law papers. I sneaked into the hospital to take the papers, and the rest I payed a guy to find out. It was all for you Jay." He explained, with sympathy in his eyes. "Then why didn't you tell me this before?! I had the right to know!" I screamed, covering my face with my hands as I cried harder, Zayn gently rubbing my back. "I wanted to wait, for the right time. I'm sorry." He explained.

I stayed at Zayn's house for a few more minutes. I wiped my tears away and grabbed my purse. "I-I can't live with him anymore. I can't l-live with a fraud." I shivered, trying to say those words. "..you can stay here, you know I can take care of you." He offered. "I don't even know if I can trust you anymore, Zayn you are nothing but trouble." I said, as I headed out the door. Soon Zayn grabbed my arm, pulling me back. "What the hell are you doing?!" I spat, refusing to look at his face. "Before you leave, tell me you don't love me anymore, tell me you have no feeling for me anymore. Then ill let you go." Zayn said, looking down. I looked down, staring at my feet like they were the most entertaining things in the world. I started tearing up, of course I still loved him, I can't bare to live without him, but he's dangerous. I didn't say anything, he accepted my answer, responding with a gentle kiss on the cheek. "I can't leave now, Zayn I can't just leave him in the hospital. He needs me." I tried to explain, really unsure of what to do. "Well you can't stay with him, he's a fucking fraud." Zayn tried to change my mind but I refused, he's my father after all. "Im not going to leave my father Zayn! Unlike you I have a family!" I regretted saying that. He looked down, then looked at my eyes. "N-no Zayn, that's not what I-" he cut me off. "You know what? Go ahead, go life with your dad. I don't know if you have noticed but he hasn't called you, he's awake isn't he? He knows you were kidnaped and doesn't give two shits. You were in danger because of him." He said, looking into my eyes with no emotion what so ever. I started crying, realizing that he was right.

"Fine, until everything is sorted out ill stay at your place." I had no choice, and moving in with my mom is never a choice, not after what happened. Zayn smiled at me, giving me a gentle yet welcoming hug. "Let's go get you packed." Zayn said, grabbing his keys, opening the door for me.