Different (Sequel to 5V, 5M, 1G, 1D) (One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter 13

Songs for this chapter:

On My Own from Les Miserables

Your Fault from Into the Woods

The End of All Things by Panic! at the Disco

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Lacy's POV

I ignore Harry and Louis's pleas for a response, moving away from both of them to stumble back to our original position. Once reaching the spot, I sit myself down on the forest floor, hugging my arms across my chest. I pull my legs up and wrap my arms around them, curling inwards on myself as I reminisce all of the times that I had with my Zayn, all the things I was never able to experience, the words I wanted to say that I didn't, the moments I wanted to live but would now never be able to. I close my eyes as the familiar burn warns me of ongoing tears but to my surprise, no water falls from my eyes. It seems as though I have cried every last tear that I possess.

"Lacy, we need to move; we still have to relocate Niall and Liam," Louis murmurs in my ear, jolting me out of my ever depressing thoughts.

"Are you going to get Zayn?" I ask quietly, shifting my gaze from Louis to Harry, never daring to stay on one of them for more than a few seconds.

"Lacy, we can't go get him right now," Harry protests, "The way is too dangerous, and we have to find the others to stop Ed before anything else happens."

"So you're not going to get him?" I ask, my tone still quiet and dangerous. At Louis and Harry's dumbfounded looks, I stand up and give them my best glares.

"Your brother, your fellow prince, MY soulmate," I scoff, "does that mean anything to you, that he is, was, those things? You would rather continue on to stop a madman than to retrieve your brethren so that he might be buried with dignity? You disgust me."

I walk away from the other two, traveling back towards where the ship is docked. A hand on my arm prevents me from walking any further, and I try and squirm away from it, disbelieving tears filling my eyes as I look back into the face of Harry.

"Sweetheart, stop, you're hurt in more ways than one," He says, his voice deep and soft. I cry out as the memories of Zayn's face and voice appear in my head, the hurt and longing too much for my heart to bear.

"I know, I'm sorry, we're hurting too," Harry whispers, running a hand along the top of my hair in order to avoid the snarls and tangles in it. I sob into his chest, clutching his shirt in my hand.

"I'm sorry for b-being a bitch," I cry, "I just m-miss him so much. I shouldn't have b-blamed him, b-blamed any of y-you for what y-you did."

"No, love, it's okay," he croons, "Your words were justified. It's not your fault that Zayn ran off, and it's not anyone's fault but Ed's that he's...gone." His tone takes a dark and angry tone as he speaks of the red haired vampire, and I cry harder as I hear Zayn's name fall off of his lips.

"I'm s-sorry," I whisper as Louis appears behind me, one of his arms wrapping around my stomach as the other hand rubs along my back.

"It's okay, honey, it's alright," Louis whispers, kissing the top of my head. I stop crying after what feels like a century but what in actuality is around ten minutes. My legs give out from beneath me from mental and physical exhaustion as well as dehydration and malnutrition.

"We need to get her to the mainland," Harry says to Louis, picking me up in his arms. "Fuck the boat, she's more important at the moment. Show me the way that you and Z-Zayn came, and I'll follow behind you."

Louis nods and gives me one more cautious look before taking off. I clutch onto Harry, wrapping both of my hands around his neck.

"Hold on, Lacy," He tells me, "It's going to be a very quick and fast trip." With that, he takes off, forcing me to shut my eyes as the group practically disappears from beneath us. I feel the wind rush against my face, the sense of adrenaline siphoning out of my body. I clench my eyes closer together, hanging onto Harry as the "quick" trip comes to an end.

"You can open your eyes now. We're in the city," Harry whispers, tugging on a stray curl of mine. I open my eyes to peer up at his own pair of emerald green, giving a small smile as the corners of his lips turn up in a small and sad smile.

"What city are we in?" I ask quietly. "Where did we go?"

"We're in Lima, if you can believe that," Harry tells me, walking at normal speed as he follows Louis down a crowded street. I look around at the exotic sights, the buildings and people overwhelming me, the culture differences astounding me from the normal South Georgia I'm used to.

"Peru," I murmur, holding onto Harry as he walks into the lobby of a hotel, moving towards the elevators with Louis. The blue eyed man whispers something quickly to Harry, a shake of the head the answer to whatever question Louis asked. The elevators close behind us, and I close my eyes, leaning my head against Hazza for just a moment. After a few moments, a ding sounds, indicating that we have reached the right floor. Harry and Louis step out of the elevator, walking down the hallway towards a set of double doors. Louis unlocks one of them, and they both walk inside, Harry setting me down on the bed, as Louis goes through door on the left, entering another hotel room. He comes back with a few water bottles and some granola bars and apples.

"This will have to suffice until we call out for some food," Louis informs Harry, throwing him a water bottle and granola bar before walking over to me and handing me a water bottle as well. I open it and down half of it before stopping to unwrap a granola bar and take a bite. I swallow and drink some more water before finishing off the granola bar and eating half of an apple.

"Not so fast," Harry stop me from eating any more of the apple, making me drink some more water first. "You need to be careful, you could get sick very quickly." I nod in agreement and wait a few more minutes before finishing off the water and the rest of my apple. I lean against the pillows on the bed, feeling my eyes attempt to slide shut from the exhaustion of the past few days.

"When will we go back to get Z-Z?" I ask, my mouth refusing to form the rest of my former soulmate's name. Louis turns to Harry, and they look at each other for a few minutes before turning back to me.

"I don't know," Harry says, kneeling besides the bed. "We'll try to retrieve him as soon as we can, but for now we have to turn our focus onto Ed and your mother and saving the world."

I nod and turn away from him, facing the wall as anger and resentment rises up in me, anger towards the boys for showing no emotion whatsoever towards the death of Zayn and resentment for Ed. Whatever, maybe that's how they grieve, distract themselves until they're alone and then break down. Hatred for Ed joins the bunch, reminding me of all the death and destruction he's caused in just the last few weeks. I will never forgive him, I think to myself, this man has committed to many grievances to deserve forgiveness from me, especially from anyone else.

I attempt to distract myself from the dark thoughts with images and memories of Zayn as Harry and Louis plan an escape plan for my mother as well as meeting up with Liam and Niall. My eyes shut and flicker open a few times before finally closing against my will, forcing me into a dark and dreamless sleep as I yearn for my love.

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sorry that this chapter is so slow and missing any plot. i thought the story needed a calm (well, i attempted calm) chapter after what just happened in the last one. i'm trying to get this story finished and completed, but i don't know how long it will take. then, i'll start rewriting the original.

stay sexy ;)