"Explain... You explain fucking hypocritical cunt. You've got some nerve. Coming in the house with your new man without even telling me we were over. You want to check someone ? Check your damn self . Yeah I'm in looooove with your son and yes babe he's carrying my child . I've had his sweet little ass. And maybe I did it the wrong way but hey ... there's a lot of things you did the wrong way for an example RAISING YOUR SON."
"Woah woah come on Niall don't go to far." Zayn said clearly shocked.
"No ! You need to know. Don't get me wrong your mom can be a loving and caring person but she's also conceded, sneaky and she thinks she's better than everyone . Yeah I slept with your son and I understand that was horribly and deceiving . I know you want to rub my wrong in my face but don't forget about you . I told you to be careful about confronting and putting people's business out when I first met you because it'd end up happening to you one day . Look what's happening now . I'm tired of you Trish! You really wanna question me and look down on me . Hate to break it to you but you're not fucking perfect ! You told your son he was a disgrace because he's gay . You stole money from my account . Aha yeah , I figured out you thought I didn't know hmmm? And the funny thing is you make more than me. You have the audacity to question me about cheating when you have everybody thinking you're on business trips but you've moved in with you new man *scoffs*. Yeah okay Trisha ! But hey ! I'm not mad because after all of this I've identified my weak areas & problems and fixed them. You on the other hand . Y-"
"How dare you out my business out in front of everyone . This is my house . Its not my fault I don't have flaws and no one knows how to live there lives. I always treat people right.Its not my fault he's weak like his father."
"What a pathetic excuse . This isn't you house it's you ex-husbands! He fucking gave it to Zayn. Zayn would have known if you hadn't forbidden him from seeing Zayn. You told my family all of my buisness . Regardless to what I was going through you repeatedly told me my wrong . I needed you . You're so bitter . To your son , me , your family and mine! Yeah you see how it feels to be treated like shit." I spit in her face.
"You sit and watch underneath Niall. Letting him disrespect me?! Zayn you're a pussy." she spat
Zayns eyes were already glossy from the start of this but now he was opening his mouth to scream out but no words came .
"Why the hell would you say that. You conniving bitch."
Everyone's including me eyes widened in shock. His words were coated with pure venom. But the hatred was replaced back to the vulnerable little boy that his is.
"Mummy." He sniffled. "I need you."
"Chris get my bag from outside of the room." Chris nodded quickly with a pale face .
Why hadn't he left her. Does he think this is acceptable and becoming of a women.
"Mummy it's me. Your son. Don't go. I need you. Ill get an abortion. Just don't go away from me. It's me mummy. I love you. Please don't go mummy. I-I don't know what to do , what can I do for you to stay." Zayns voice cracked and he reached out for his mum like an infant would if it was begging to be picked up . He was grabbing at her legs as she collected the small amount of items she had in the room.
My heart shattered at the sight . How could she be so heartless. Maybe to me but its- I mean that's her son . Like ... why I just don't get it . I'm starring at the duvet because this sight is to depressing.
"Don't touch me!" She screamed as Zayn reached out again on the floor.
I looked up and witnessed her kick him right above his belly.
I was about to pounce on her but I took sight of a trembling Zayn.
I picked him up in a swift movement and cradled him in my arms on the bed.
"GET THE FUCK OUT!" I Screamed/cried out
I heard the obnoxious noise of her heels clicking away.
I rocked him back and fourth while singing soft songs my mum would sing to me as a child.
This all is just overwhelming .
He fell asleep on my lap . I let him stay the their and I just watched him. He's so precious and fragile .
Like a porcelain doll .
*
I felt a sudden erge to pee. I carefully lifted Zayns head off of my lap. He sat up quickly and his eyes shot open tiredly .
"Don't leave me . I'm sorry." He said softly rubbing his eyes
"No , no babe . I'd never ever leave you. I just have to pee. I won't leave. Go back to sleep."
As I walked towards the bathroom I turned to see Zayn sitting up fully staring into my direction. I sighed deeply and made my way back over to him.
"Look , today you found out some hurtful things. You were treated in a way no one deserves . Your mum has changed and I'm sorry. I know you're afraid of being alone. I was in the same scenario. But I'm here. I'm here to stay. Get you some rest , okay . It'll be all better . Just let it leave your mind. Come onbreathe in , Breathe out . Think of all of it leaving ." I said in his ear.
He breathed in and out deeply about five time before he fell asleep. I carried him into my room and placed him under the covers.
*Zayn Pov
I woke up more relaxed than ever .
Surprisingly Nialls little breathing exercise helped me come at peace about most of the events of today. The memory's are still their but I can go a hour without thinking about it.
I panicked a little for no particular reason .
But their was a note on the pillow beside me that read .
"Picking up groceries at the store so I can cook for us tonight. Maybe a film too.
XOXOXO"
I smiled at it and then got out of bed.
Looking down I noticed the whole time I was in my underpants . Damn...
I started cleaning around the house and throwing all of my mums items and pictures that included her into a big black rubbish bag. ( is that word even used).
I fucking hate her.
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Hi , this is more of a filler. I wonder what you think. So comment , comment , comment !
Trish is a bitch . Just had to put that out there .
But the next chapter is already up. Ill post it tonight if I get a decent amount of feed back and votes .
Thanks lovelies .
