Tainted Redemption

Chapter thirty-nine

Song for the chapter: Zayn - Intermission: Flower

Zayn's POV

There's many things going through my head while I lace my boots. I stood up from the crouching position, grabbing two semi-automatic guns from the drawer.

My head hitched up when I felt someone in here then see Liv's dad staring at me alerted.

"Where are you going?" he grumbles at me.

I don't answer, taking my jacket, the bag I had prepared. There's stuff I may need for Liv since I don't know in what health condition she is. I'm already shaking again... I will see her after I lost hope.

"Are you going to keep me out of this too, like you did a week ago?" he hissed whilst I move around the room nonchalantly. Let's say he was slightly mad about that. With slightly I mean that he almost started another fist fight with me. "This isn't about the fraud we have, it's about finding Liv as soon as possible. What in this concept don't you fuckıng get?"

I'm honestly not in the mood to listen to him.

Taking the piece of paper then skirt his way, "It's almost done," I show him the letter, he stiffens.

Then glares at me, "You want to go alone?" he asked appalled, "After what happened last time you honestly think you can bring her back? You think you can protect her when in fact all you've done is-"

"I can't put her into more danger!" I snapped sharply, losing my cool demeanor which I'm trying to keep so I'll be cold headed with everything. "Perhaps I'm not good in protecting her but I at least know when it's enough. It's time for me to get them to make a deal or some other shıt because I can't fuckıng handle being like this...away from her." The last words were said in an almost whisper. Staring impassively to him, "They will have to take me instead of holding her or I'll make a blood bath there because I ain't planning on leaving without her and that's final." I said without taking a breath in between. "And you won't prevent me or make me change my mind. They wouldn't want to see anyone but me there. Now, leave it to me. And get out of my way before I make you."

"This isn't going to end right and you know it." he retorts when I flashed out of the door. He sounds tired, not mad anymore.

He was the only person I've told about where I would be going because he's not himself. In this fuckēd up way, we're the same.

....

The ride there was making me feel distressed. I felt like this was a trap but I would risk it.

Anything leading me to her was worth a try.

When I'm at last before the barn, I get out of the car then cautiously scan the place.

It's dead silent.

The barn's door easily open and it's a large abandoned space of nothing.

However when my eyes find the oddly placed wood stumps, I recognized that there at the corner in the end of the barn is a piece of torn rag like curtain.

"Ah, Malik himself has honored us with his presence." A fūcker says, he's one of the seven while sauntering out of there. He looks like a fuckıng psycho, wearing a suit and a sick smirk.

As if I wasn't forced to come here. Yet I was slightly relieved because I'm sure I'll see her.

Haughtily he gestured for someone to bring her forward.

She's tied on a chair, looking pale and has limped back on the chair since she can't hold herself up, but she weakly looks up at me.

Involuntarily my feet want to take me to her, the three men beside her hold their guns up, Liv whimpers at me to stop.