INSANE ⋆ Z.M (rewriting)

5 - The Blackest Day: Part 2

I light up this cigarette and set it between my lips. The wind blows a slight crisp breeze. The trees to my left shiver. I straighten my leather jacket and run a few fingers through my hair. I stand in front of the neighbor's house, still hidden from Rosalie and Eric. They will see me soon enough.

It's finally time.

The voices are snickering loudly in my head. They're pleased with me. Very pleased.

It's time I stop ignoring them. I'm done fighting them. Now we're on the same page.

I inhale the sweet, sweet nicotine and look over at Rose and Eric once more. I look down at my bleeding hands. I set my sights straight and I begin walking down the sidewalk.

I almost want to purr like a cat as the voices praise me.

It won't be long before Rose and her pretty boy spot me strolling past them.

Three...

Two..

One.

Eric's quiet apologizing.

A pause.

I continue to walk down Eric's sidewalk slowly.

"Zayn?" Her voice chimes in confusion.

I keep walking.

Shuffling. Movement. Footsteps.

"Zayn!" She calls louder.

I stop in my tracks and look back in her direction.

Right where I want her. I already have her so wrapped around my finger, she jumps up at the sight of me even after she was doing something she wasn't supposed to be doing.

Rose stands in the middle of the sidewalk. She looks so pretty in her tight jeans and a plain white tank top.

Her hair falls effortlessly past her chest and her lips almost curve into a smile at the sight of me, but I know she's not excited to see me. She's surprised to see me and I'm sure she knows she has been caught by the way she swallows hard after calling my name.

"Rosalie." I purr lowly and take my cigarette out of my mouth. After side eyeing Eric, who watches from the porch in utter confusion, I turn on my heel towards Rose and advance in her direction. Her facial expression softens as I get closer to her. Her eyes take me in and I swear adoration flashes in her eyes.

"Evening." I murmur once I stand in front of her. I reach down for her hand and place a slow kiss on her knuckle.

She lets out a quiet breath. Her hand melts into my own, but she suddenly tenses again at the sound of Eric's footsteps inching closer.

She looks to her right, meeting his eyes as he stands at her side. He watches us expectantly.

It takes every fiber of my being to hold myself back from clocking his ass. But I don't want to add too much fuel to the fire yet so I just decide to tighten my grip on Rose's hand and tug her towards me. She quietly gasps yet again, probably out of nervousness, and I encircle an arm around her.