His Only Drug

Chapter 16

Dedicated to zarahannah2

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Zach's POV:

She kicked me out.

She fucking kicked me out.

That little piece of shit just kicked me out of her fucking house!

I left her apartment fuming but in silence when she asked me to leave. Or rather ordered me. She didn't even consider giving me a chance to explain myself. It's wasn't even my fault to begin with.

It was kind of my fault, though.

But why the hell is she so pissed? Why the fuck does he gets pissy whenever it comes to drugs or something. Agreed that they aren't the most noblest stuff, but hey, I ain't using your money. I ain't asking you to buy me. I am doing it on my own.

I understand that she lost someone due to drugs from what I've been informed, but why does she even care about me? Like, dude let me just live my life on my own terms! Stop act like my mum.

"Zach! Please stop doing it" she begged.

"Why? It's my life! Do you get it? I get to chose what to do and what not!" I yelled at her.

"Please?" she whispered, tears forming in her eyes.

Seeing her in tears, my heart broke. Wrapping my arms around her shoulders, I closed the gap between us and hugged her.

"I'll quit it." I whispered in her ears and kissed her forehead.

"Zach!"

I was pulled back to reality when I heard a faint voice calling my name. I instantly knew who it belonged to.

"Zach, stop!" I  turned around and found Zelsa jogging in my direction. I smirked.

I knew you'd come back for me, baby.

I plastered a poker face when she approached me.

"Listen, it's too late. Let's go back and talk about it. Alright?" She panted, her face covered in sweat. She must've been running all the way.

"Huh?" I raised my brow and pretended as if I didn't understand what she meant.

"I'm sorry, Zach. I really am. I shouldn't yelled at you. I should've atleast given you the chance to explain. I'm sorry. Lets go back please? It's not safe for you."

For a few moments I stood confused, processing what she actually said. Why would she apologize to me? Wasn't it supposed to be other way round? Is she dumb or is she genuinely kind? It's hard for me to understand this girl. Well, normally I would easily read a girl by observing her body language. But this girl is something else. It's hard. I can't see to get under the pile of layers she has maintained. There are moments when I'm close to finding out who she really is and what all she has been through. I can sense her guard breaking in those moments but as soon as I ask about that Ethan guy, its like she quickly builds those walls again. And damn, she's good at pretending to be strong, but I can sense something's up with her. There's something; that I can't put my finger on, it's hurting her.

I stood there dumbfounded while she ran a hand through her hair in frustration while I kept my mouth shut, trying to figure out what to say or how to react. To be honest, I wasn't prepared to deal with such a situation. I have not fucking idea how to act around this girl, in this moment.

Drop the act, asshole. My heart yelled.

"I'm sorry, Zach." She spoke again. A pang of guilt hit me when I noticed her eyes welling up.

Without hesitating I moved forward and enveloped her in my arms. Her body froze at my sudden contact but she soon relaxed.

She fits so perfectly in my arms.

I breathed her mesmerising scent, enjoying this tiny moment of comfort. Moments like these are very rare. I pulled her as soon as I heard her soft sobs. Watching her cry made me feel like an asshole. It wasn't even her fault yet she apologized.

I pulled her into a hug again. This time I held held her closer to me. Unlike before, I felt her hands snaking my waist and hugging me back. We stood for God knows how long until I felt tiny droplets of water falling on my skin. I searched for the source and realised it was raining. Yet we both stood in the rain, hugging each other, none of us wanting to pull apart.

"We're drenched, let's go." My statement came out more like a suggestion, breaking the comfortable silence between us. She nodded in my chest and slowly pulled away, wiping her tears.

I held her hand as I lead her back to the apartment. We didn't speak, we didn't even made an effort to look at each other. We just kept walking in silence. On reaching home, I took her to her room and dried her. I walked out letting her change and went to the other room as I did the same. The sudden urge to keep a check on her made me knock the door before entering. I saw preparing to sleep. I offered her a small smile before tucking her to bed. I began to leave but she caught my wrist, making me stop in my tracks.

"Stay." She whispered, tears gleaming in her eyes.

"Are you-"

"Please." That one word was enough for me to climb onto her bed and hold her closer to me. She buried her face in my chest, and my fingers made their way to caresses her hair. I felt her breath getting gentler and calmer.

Focus! My mind shouted.

I ignored the voice in my head, because right now she needed someone to hold her. Not because she breaking, but because she's been strong for too long.

I promise, tomorrow's gonna be a great day for you.

With this thought I kissed her forehead and nuzzled in her hair before sleep completely knocked me out.