DISTANT

Chapter 22

Let's get it drunk, we gonna' have fun
Upon on in this Dancery
We got ya open, now floatin'
So you gots to dance for me
Don't need no hateration, holleration'
In this dancery
Let's get it percolatin' while you waiting
So just dance for me

Zayna laid on the hospital bed, listening to Family Affair by Mary. J. Blige, staring at the blank wall in front of her.

The bedroom door burst open and in came Charlie and Clayton. She let out a groan when she saw his face again but was a little frightened, not knowing what to expect from him.

Her heartbeat picked up speed, her body again trembled in fear and her hands were sweating. Everything from that day replayed in her head.

Charlie waved his hands in front of her but realised that she would keep ignoring them until the song was done.
He shrugged his shoulders and started dancing around the hospital room, listening to the faint music that escaped from the headphones.

She couldn't help but laugh at her cousin's craziness. Clayton just rolled his eyes and walked over to the window, leaning against the wall next to it.

"What do you idiotas want?" She asked taking off her headphones.
"Didn't you hear? You're being discharged today." Said Charlie while handing her her gym bag.

"What?! Really?! Okay now get out so that I can get dressed." She said, getting ready to leave this hellhole called a hospital.

"Yeah let me think about that", he said tapping his chin. He looked down meeting her eyes, "No."

"What? What do you mean "No"?" She asked, sitting up on the bed with confusion written all over her face.

"I mean what I said. Face it Zayna, you're a very clumsy person so that means Clayton over here is going to wait for you to get dressed just in case you fall and crack your skull." He said walking towards the door.

She started to stress. No guy has ever seen her body before and Clayton sure as hell ain't going to be the first one.

"Wait a minute way can't you watch me?"

"Well my dear Zayna, he needs to fill out forms because he's family." He said with a smirk, making her roll her eyes.

Stupid hospital.

Charlie left when Zayna tried to get up without putting to much pressure on her right arm, since it's still healing.

"Here let me help." Said Clayton. He walked over to her and picked her up bridle style, placing her on the floor.
Slowly he untied the gown and let it slip off her shoulders, stopping it before it exposed her chest area.

"Clayton can you just pass me the gym bag please?" She asked in a small voice.

He pressed a light kiss on her shoulder and turned to retrieve the bag. She used her finger to signal him to turn around. Once she was certain he couldn't see her anymore, she slipped on her underwear and bra.

She let the gown drop to the floor. She heard him take in a sharp breath, she glanced over her shoulder and saw his eyes rake over her body.

"Dude, snap out of it and help me put on this top please. My shoulders are so stiff." She said in a stern voice.

He walked over to her and slipped the tank top over her head, then her black Nike sweatshirt.

"Zayna" she heard him say. His voice was so soft and tender.

He turned her around and kissed her tenderly. He led her backwards until her legs hit the back of the bed.

"Clayton, stop."

He ignored her and continued kissing her. His hands traveled down to her hips which he held onto tightly but not hard enough to hurt her. He was determined to make Zayna his. She just had to understand that the love he had for her was real.

"Clayton, I said stop it. This isn't right." She said when he tilted her head, giving him access to her neck.

"I told you, my love. I'll stop at nothing until you're mine." He said and kissed her again, leaving her breathless.

"Get off me now." She said coldly. She got out off his hold and moved to her bag, getting out her dark grey Nike sweatpants. She slipped it on along with her socks and black Uggs.

Clayton didn't give up. He again walked over to her, wrapping his arm around her waist, pressing light kisses on her neck.
Fed up, she turned around and smacked him across the face.

"Leave me alone."

Before he could say or do anything Charlie walked in dangling the car keys on his index finger.

"You ready to go. I pulled the car closer so it should.....  S**T!!!  Did you give him that?!" He asked while inspecting Clayton's cheek.

"He was irritating me." She simply said while putting on her glasses and pulling her hair into a messy bun.

"Damn man. Remind me to never get on your bad side."

Soon after they left the hospital. The car ride was filled with suffocating silence all the way to Zayna's house.

The moment Charlie pulled into the driveway, Zayna practically jumped out of the car with her gym bag. She gave a small wave to the guys and headed inside.

"MOMMY I'M HOME!" She shouted. Hopefully she'll be able to forget what happened earlier.

She pulled out her phone and scrolled through her text messages. Two from Davina, five from Zenobia and three from her brother, Drew. But non from him.

Her memory was still vivid but bits and pieces of that day are slowly coming together. She missed him but what could she do. He wasn't even responding to her texts.

"Hello my baby." Said her mom who engulfed her in a hug. She sent her daughter up to her room to get settled and rest while she made dinner.

Zayna fell onto the bed and started at the ceiling. It's good to be home. Before drifting into Neverland the last things she pictured was Nate's smiling face.