Angel [Dark H.S]

•Chapter 31•

I I I I I I

Violet

"Come on Violet" a voice came from next to my ear

"We know you can do it" another voice came from the other side as two familiar men came around in front of me.

"You want to do it" Jace smirked at me "we now you do" he continued

"You know you do" Matt added. I couldn't move at all, just stand in the darkness in front of them as my muscles fell from my control.

I began to feel my hands start to move and do something but I couldn't look down to see.

"He deserves it" Jace hissed

"After what he did, he deserves this Violet" he smiled at me, nodding as he did.

"Do it" Matt pushed before a load click interrupted him. My head shot down to see a hand gun in my grip and my hands just finishing loading it.

I lay awake on my back listening to Harry's slow breath from next to me. My mind ran over the dream I had over and over again, each detail replaying vividly in my mind. I had had these kind of dreams before but not recently and never that serious or scary. This one disturbed me more than usual. I turned to my side, attempting to get comfy under the duvet.

My movement stirred Harry from besides me, his arms stretching around my waist and his head burying in my neck.

"Violet.." He whispered in his sleep as he settled around me. 

"Sleep baby" he mumbled, before drifting off once again.

I wiggled in his grasped as I tried to get out of the bed. I slowly moved his arms from around me, slipping my leg out of the covers and on to the carpet.

I tiptoed into the bathroom towards the draw that contained all of my 'girl stuff', as Harry called it, and opened the draw. I pulled out the phone that I had hidden in there, unlocking it as I did.

No new messages.

I sighed, slipping the phone back in the draw and heading into the hall.

I snuck down the stairs before walking into the kitchen towards the fridge. I searched for anything sweet that could comfort me right now, a method that I had used since I was little. Everything seemed so confusing and I was alone in the situation with the texts. If I were to tell Harry now, he would kill me for not telling him sooner and I wouldn't be able to find out what they're talking about.

I pulled out a bag of Niall's smarties and shut the door to the fridge before a noise behind me made me jump. I turned to see Zayn stood in the door way, a pair of trackies on his legs and a white T shirt hanging on his torso.

"Jesus don't do that" I snapped at him, being sure to keep my voice down. He didn't reply just headed towards the sink to get a glass before running the tap and filling it.

"ok then" I mumbled before heading to the door, his voice however, stopped me in my tracks.

"You ruined him" he said bluntly. I turned around, my eye brows furrowed.

"Excuse me?"

"You fucked him up" he elaborated.

"No I didn't" I hissed

"Yes you did! You made him soft, he was fine before you came along" he looked my up and down, acid in his eyes.

"Fine? You mean murdering girls left right and center?" I scoffed

"He had a backbone, now all he thinks about is you and what's best for you and how he can take care of you, it's bull shit" he approached me

"I didn't ask to be here Zayn, he came for me" I retaliated.

"You could of at least done us all a favor and escaped properly" he rolled his eyes. Was he serious?

"But you wouldn't do that, because apparently you're the main weapon to destroy him" his eyes narrowed "is that why you're still here?" His tone was laced with anger and sarcasm as he had already made up his mind that I was the enemy.

"Zayn you have to know that's not true, they're lying" I rubbed my eyes in frustration

"Why would they lie about that?" He spat at me

"Because they want this to happen" I gestured between us, indicating  at the argument but Zayn's face remained firm.

"You're a waste of his fucking time" he threw another childish dig at me but at this point I was too exhausted to continue with the interaction.

"Maybe you should have this conversation with Harry" I sighed earning a laugh from him

"Yeah hide behind Harry as always"

"I just can't be bothered with your jealousy" I glared over at him

"Jealousy?" He spat

"Yeah I mean it's clear that's what this is" I grew more confident

"just because your best friend is paying me more attention you're getting all pissy and upset like a child" before I could finish, Zayn's hands were around my neck, his jaw clenched as he glared at me.

" you may have Harry and everyone else fooled but your little bull shit act isn't getting to me" his face was just inches from mine as he continued to strangle me

"Just because you have Harry hypnotized by your tits or something doesn't mean that he loves you. You're just something to do" he smirked over at me before his face grew serious and stern once again.

"If you don't die at this ball then maybe i'll just have to get rid of you myself" he hissed before dropping me down. I fell to the floor as I gasped for air, my hands holding my neck. Zayn simply straightened his shirt before walking past me out of the kitchen.

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Shorter chapter here guys (cause I'm drowning slowly in revision) but it's still really really important.

Many clues at the top of the chapter (wink wink)

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