Chapter 12

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Maia's POV:

I wake up to someone shaking me and saying my name.

"Maia? Babe we're home." Zayn says to me while I'm still cuddled into his chest.

I look up to him and start to say something, but end up crying from all the pain.

Zayn looks at me with worry in his eyes and carries me bridal style into the Malik house.

I look at him confused since Aunt Sarah's house is next door.

"Kendall has the house keys and it's almost 2am so there's no use waking up Sarah." He says going up the stairs to his room.

I don't have the strength to say anything and fall back asleep. I feel Zayn setting me down on a bed and putting the covers over me.

I open my eyes and see Zayn looking straight down at me.

"G-goodnight" I tell Zayn starting to close my eyes.

"Goodnight." Zayn says to me with a soft smile before walking to the other side of the bed.

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He grabbed my hand and yanked me closer to him.

"We're doing this once and for all." Mike says.

"M-M-Mike please no"

But before I knew it, he had opened a condom and next thing you know, I'm laying down becoming a victim of being raped.

I sit there and suddenly he gets his belt out.

"M-m-m-m-Mike n-n-n-no"

He's about to hit me when

I scream.

"Maia?? Maia?? Wake up!" I hear a voice yelling.

I open my eyes and look around. I then see Zayn and hug him hard.

"Z-z-Zayn i-I-I can't d-d-d-do t-t-t-this I--I can't live" I say as more tears come down my cheeks.

"Babe your gonna be fine, now you need your beauty sleep am I right?" Zayn says laughing.

And for the first time today, I laughed hard and went to sleep.

Only Zayn can make that possible.

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It's 1 o clock and I had just gotten home from zayns house. I take a shower and start getting ready for babysitting.

I look in my closet and all I see is shorts, crop tops, and tanks. Finally, at the bottom I find black leggings, a black shirt, and a furry black coat.

I take it out and wear it. I comb my hair and look in the mirror.

Even after a shower my eyes were still red. My face still looked like something had happened.

I try to cover it up with makeup but it made no difference. I sigh and grab my phone and head to zayns house.

On the way there, I check my phone and see: 75 missed calls from Kendall, 90 unread messages from Kendall.

I sigh and feel bad that I hadn't told Kendall anything before leaving the party. I text her back.

To:Kendall
From:Me

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