Freeze (Punk Zayn Malik)

Freeze

I had always been the one to stand up for myself. Always had something witty to say. Energetic, you could say.

But that all changed when they left. Left for good. They were gone and were never coming back. 

All I had left was my small apartment and my aunt who lived next door. I have always admired how strong my aunt had been for me, never once has she broken down infront of me. No matter how angry or sad she was feeling. She never blamed or took it out on me. And I loved and admired her for that. 

I was 15 when they died, I had been in school when I had gotten called up to the office. People whispered and stared, and as my outgoing self I just rolled my eyes and flipped them off causing my teacher to glare at me. She always hated me, I don't know why. 

When I got to the front office they had layed it all out to me. All down to the bloody, gruesome details. My parents and little brother had been found tied up and beaten to death in the basement of my own home. 

I didn't cry. I didn't even shed a tear when I received the news. All I did was freeze. It felt like all the air had been taken out of me, like I was suffocating. I had felt a mixture of emotions swirling up inside of me. Anger, guilt, sadness but one emotion I couldn't decipher. It felt like I was going to never wake up from whatever this was. I had felt like that was a dream. 

Little did I know that it was my sad, cruel reality.