Broken [Dark Zayn Malik Fanfic] *UNDER MAJOR EDITING*

Chapter Twenty Eight: Decisions

Jenna's POV

"Zayn...?" I called out when I opened my eyes.

A divine, bright light blinded me and I quickly covered my eyes with my hand. After I adjusted to the light  I slowly uncovered them and I took a good look around.

Flowers.

Trees.

A pond.

A pond?! Where am I?! I don't remember going in a garden. 

The last thing I remember was the doctor telling me that 'you have to be prepared for everything...'

"Jen?" A familiar voice called and I snapped my head to the side.

"Zayn! It's you!" I smiled and I rushed to him, hugging him tight.

"Oh I missed you so much, baby!" I said to his neck, but I couldn't feel his hands around me. Something was different!

"You didn't miss me?! Why aren't you hugging me back?" I pouted. His eyes blank. No expression at all. 

Zayn stayed silent. A creepy smile spread across his face.

"Oh love..." He said and he delicately brushed his fingers to my cheekbone.

"You don't understand?!"

"Understand what?!"

"This is all a dream." He said with the same smile.

"A dream?!" I breathed out, not wanting to believe him.

"Let me get this straight. After you passed out you've been put in a hospital bed. Eleanor is by your side until you wake up."

"And why I can see you?" I asked.

"This is something like a 'waiting room' to the paradise."

A paradise?! Wait that means...

"So that means you're dead?!"

"Not really." He chuckled. "But neither I'm alive." 

"Zayn I don't understand!" I shook my head.

I could hear a faint voice, something like "Wake up..."

"It's time!" Zayn turned his attention back to me.

"What time?! Where are you going?!" I called after him.

"Am I going to see you again?!"

"ZAYYYYYYN!" I kept shouting.

"ZAYYYYN!"

"Sweetie, wake up! Everything is okay, love!" I woke up at the sound of Eleanor's voice. Sweat drops rolling down my temple and cheeks.

"Eleanor?!" My eyes went wide. I was lying in a hospital bed and El was by my side. Like Zayn said.

"I don't understand!" I mumbled to my self.

"It was a dream, honey." Eleanor soothed me.

"Where is Zayn?! I need to see him" I said to her. 

"Baby, they won't let you see him!" Eleanor tried to stop me, but I wouldn't listen.

"You don't understand! I really need to see him!" I said and I exited the room walking down the hallway, heading to the reception.