Trapped in Their World

Chapter 23

Jaylee's POV

Zayn took me by surprise when his hand intertwined with mine while he began to walk towards Louis' door. He then turned his head and pressed his finger to his lips, hushing me just in case if I would make a noise. I nodded my head at his signal before he opened the door and looked down the hall. My eyes widened in fear once I heard things break in the kitchen while Harry and Niall were screaming at Louis to calm down.

Tears filled in my eyes as I heard Louis complain and yell about how worthless I was, how I'm a mistake and that I'll die out there in the battle field. My heart felt like it was getting stabbed each time Louis said something awful about me. Zayn then gave my hand a squeeze once he noticed I was staring down the hall at Louis who was grabbing plates and chucking them at the wall as Liam ducked every time.

"Hey. Don't look at them. Keep your eyes on me ok?" Zayn whispered as he grabbed my chin. I nodded my head at him before he led me down the hall where the basement was. I was starting to think that Zayn was tricking me and that he was going to end up throwing me in my old room to hurt me for my failure. I was terrified. But then he quickly took a sharp left, leading me to a door I've never seen before. It was hidden by a thick dark maroon curtain.

He then opened the door and I gasped as the air blew in and greeted my body, causing my shirt to stick closer to my skin. "You gotta promise me you won't run from me. Okay?" Zayn said as he turned around and stared down at me. His height was intimidating but I stared up at him anyways. "I promise." I whispered as I nodded my head. "Good girl. Follow me." He said before he led me to the outdoors.

I let out a gasp as I walked on the grass while staring up at the sky. It was so beautiful. A flock of birds flew by and I smiled as I watched them soar free above me, only wishing that it was me. I wanted to spin in circles while looking up at the sky, dancing my heart out because I felt like I haven't seen it in forever. "I didn't know the outdoors made you so happy." Zayn chuckled as I looked over at him to see him admiring me.

"It always does." I blushed as he smiled kindly at me. "I would let you free you know. Let you run around if you wanted. But I'm not the boss nor leader in this gang. If Louis found out I let go of your hand or arm he would strangle me. I just wish I could see you happy again. You are very beautiful Jaylee but you're so much more beautiful when you're happy." Zayn breathed as he looked at me.

I blinked at him as I felt my cheeks heat quickly. "You would let me be free?" I whispered in disbelief. "Yes. Because it would make you happy." He smiled. "But would you let me go?" I asked. "No. I would give you your space though. Louis doesn't respect space. He forces himself into it." Zayn stated as he looked at the ground.

"So I guess I'm going to be holding your hand during this whole time?" I sighed as he chuckled. "Pretty much. I hope you don't mind." He said as he scratched his neck. "I guess I can deal with it." I shrugged before we both chuckled. "You miss home... don't you?" Zayn asked softly and quietly but I could still hear him well.

I sighed before I nodded my head while looking down. "I mean of course. I love my parents deeply. They raised me so well and taught me to just love life as it is even though it's imperfect. I just miss the way my mom would sing while she did the dishes, or the way my dad would laugh at a silly commercial on the tv. And the way they made me feel right at home after work when I felt exhausted. They had a meal for me every night and I just wish I could thank them more than I ever had. I miss them so much it hurts." I vented, not realizing I was crying at this point.

"Come here Jaylee." Zayn said before he brought me in his arms and wrapped them around my waist. I then leaned against his chest before I decided to just let everything out. I missed my friends and family so badly that it hurt me physically and emotionally. I didn't really realize how lonely I've been until I felt the feeling of someone holding me as I cried.