Complications // Ziam #Wattys2016

Jealous

Day 167286275: ziam still hasn't come out.

Liam's POV

"Hello Liam,"

"You piece of shït when I find out where you are I'm going to-"

"Going to do what Liam, and please don't say rip me to pieces because we both know you won't!" Cameron cuts Liam off in a frenzy.

Liam's mind was reeling, the balls of this man to take his Zayn away from him then call like nothing happened.

Putting the phone on mute I walk back into the living room quickly telling Ashton to track the call. He gets out his laptop and gets to work. Taking the phone off mute I hear something that pulls at my heart and instills anger in me. It was the broken voice of my love. He sounded weak and whispered most of his words, almost as if he was out of breath. "Liam,"

"Hey babe, just hang on okay we're coming to get you." I say throat getting tight from emotion.

"Liam don't it's a- "

"I think that's enough for now." Cameron says cutting Zayn off.

"What the hell do you want Dallas?" I grit my teeth forcing the sentence out, patience wearing thin.

"Oh I don't want much Liam... All I want is for you to hurt. To feel the pain I did when you ripped my heart to shreds!" He nearly screams and realization hits me.

"Are you fücking kidding me that is what this is all about!"

"Yes Liam, unfortunately I would love to stay and chat but I have things to take care of" As if on cue a scream erupts from Zayn before the line cuts. I'm left paralyzed standing in the middle of the room breathing heavy. Hand clenched around the phone so hard the screen cracks under the pressure.

Looking over to Ashton a solemn look on his face he nods confirming that they do have a location. I'm going to pound that fückers face in when I find him.

Zayn POV

Pain explodes. Throb. Numb.

Punch. Jab. Right hook. God those hurt the most.

Slap, punch, choke. It's a tireless cycle of constant beating. Drew, at least I think that's what his name is, has been going at it for a few days, taking breaks of course. What are they trying to beat out of me I don't know.

"You shouldn't of gotten caught up with him kid. Just know I feel bad about this" he says before delivering another blow to my stomach. He doesn't, it's a lie. I figured that out after the second day when he said that then proceeded to beat me bloody with a smile on his face. He wasn't that big, maybe an inch or two taller than me but damn did his punches hurt.

The door creaks meaning someone's entered. I have no idea how long I've been here, they're no windows in the basement, I'm assuming that's where I'm being held. "Boss," Drew's voice brings me out of my daze. Cameron Dallas walks into the room shit eating grin in place. Later on into my holding I found out that his last name was Dallas, the man behind the anonymous messages, after he went into detail about how he and Liam used to fuck and how it was "Like the sluttiest and dirtiest porno you could find," his words not mine.

"What's going on in here Drew?" You know exactly what's going on.

"Just getting started with this one boss" Cameron clicks his tongue smile growing larger as he gets closer to me seeing the cuts and bruises on my face up close. "Damn you did good." He whispers more to himself than anyone else.

"How are you feeling Zayn?" He asks in a chipper tone sounding way too happy. I say nothing opting to stare lifelessly into his eyes. "I see you finally learned how to behave then." Leaning down I spit a mixture of of saliva and blood onto his shoes. Looking up I see his face turning red from angry his jaw more prominent from grinding his teeth. "Drew,"

"Hang him up on the bar." He says his jaw set hard. He walks away to the corner of the room pulling something out of a draw, hand wrapping.

He pulls out his phone dialing a number. Liam he said his name Liam is on the phone. He puts me on the line but I'm out of breath voice too weak and it's snatched away before I could warn Liam. Wherever he finds it's a trap, don't come for me.

Cameron ends the call with an abrupt knee to the stomach knocking the air and a scream out of me all at once. He throws the phone to the other side of the room with a "Well time to begin."

Punches were thrown and connected. Kicks that felt like a freight train hitting into my side. Agonizing pain spreads all over my body rushing through my veins like a wildfire. A whimpered Liam slips past my lips and Cameron stops.

He lets out a maniacal laugh pushing his hair back from his sweaty forehead the knuckles of his wraps stained with blood. My blood.

"Liam. Leeyum where are youuuu" he sing songs with a wide grin on his face. He grips a hide chunk of my hair in his hand pulling my head back fast and an audible crack from the unexpected weight put on my bones.

"Liam." He seethes

"Liam isn't coming for you sweets. Face the music it's all an act he doesn't care about no one but himself." He gives my hair one more painful tug before releasing walking towards the other end of the room he lets out a pained scream. Punching the wall, his breathing was shallow yet heavy at the same time. Drew rushes up to him taking his hands surveying them to see if there was any serious damage done. After he deemed them okay he did something that shocked me, he reaches out to cup Cameron's face in his hands wiping away what looked to be tears that formed.

Cameron gives a small smile and lets out a watery "I'm fine" before moving his head and storming out of the room the door slamming shut behind him.

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Haaaaaaaaa well goddamn.