Corrupted. [Zayn Malik Fanfic]

Chapter Five Part One

CHAPTER FIVE:

  My feet keep running until I see the bonfire. My heart beats fast with relief as I run as fast as I can towards it.

  "Jade!" I can hear him yell behind me, unsure how close or far he is from me.

  As I approach the crowd, I start to make my way through a small group of people, accidentally bumping into someone.

  My body hits them pretty hard making me fall. I stand up and my body stands right in front him… his chest tattoo staring me in the face. I gasp as we make eye contact.

  "Stay away from me." I demand harshly.

   He stares at me and I watch his eyes darken, but differently than before.

  He grabs my wrist harshly and starts to drag me away from the crowd.

  "Let me"-"Shut up." He cuts me off.

  His tone is angry, and I can tell this time he isn't drunk.

  He takes me out towards the edge of the water, away from everyone. He lets go of my wrist throwing it down. The moon reflects in his eyes.

  "You need to keep you're mouth shut, understand?" He talks really fast with a thick accent, almost making it hard to understand him.

  "You just want me to pretend like you never did anything?" I snap angrily.

  "Trust me, seeing you sober I would never do anything… I don't know anyone who would." He spits on the ground, "Like dirt, you are."

  He gets extremely close to my face, "Those bruises make a good accessory, ci?" His breath hits my skin as the words leave his mouth with a smirk.

  "Fuck you." I say getting in his face, then push him away.

  His breathing gets heavy and he takes a few steps forward. He seems calm for a second, before he snaps. He grabs my neck again and instantly I cry out in pain.

  "Let her go." I hear a voice come from behind him. He continues to hold me but turns his head. I see Zayn and I cry out, feeling scared shitless.

  I feel like at this point either one of them is going to kill me.

  "Aye papi. You gotta problem?" He studies Zayn with a straight face.

  "Let her go, she's with me." 

  Carlito looks back at me. "Is that so?" I don't know what to say.

"I ask you a question." His tone is stern. I nod my head and he lets go.

  "Couldn't handle me, so you run to him, eh?" He keeps a stare. We stand there in silence for a moment.

 He stares at me and then makes a face, "Like dirt." He whispers quietly to me just before leaving.

  As soon as he walks away I collapse to the ground, my knees bury in the cold sand. I turn away and look at the ocean.

  The moon's reflection lights up the water and makes the ocean glisten. Little specks of silver dance in the ripples, reflection of the stars. The wind blows lightly and the smell of salt soothes me. For one second I forget about everything.

  After a few seconds, Zayn sits down beside me. Once I comprehend that he's actually beside me, I start freaking out.

  I quickly start backing away, "Please don't hurt me." I whisper frightened.

  I stand up and he follows. I turn around and start running.

  "Wait…" He cries out. I ignore him and run towards the crowd.