The room 102 - z.m fics

The worst has arrived, the good is yet to come

  Michael was getting shoot from places that I still don't understand. He reached the floor, his body was around blood, he was dead. Zayn ran to his sit and started to drive as fast as he can, even faster that Michael was. I was in shock, I was scared. I felt like it could be our turn sooner than we could ever expect.

  Zayn kept looking at his back so he could see if there was anybody around, I kept checking as well, crying, and shaking. One more dead person I saw in just one day and I didn't even know how I hadn't died yet.

-          How this shit happened ? – I asked, crying with the hands in my head.

-          I don't know but we need the tickets before something worse can happen, we need to get out of here, Christine.. – Zayn said, driving faster and faster. – I have an idea!

-          Tell me!

-          Call my mom!

-          I don't have my phone here!

-          Fuck. I hope she doesn't have the idea of coming here or..or..

-          Calm, we need..we need to stay calm. We can do this! We survived something even  worse ok?

-          Can we just leave please ? – Zayn started to see the airport in the end of the street – Finally!!

He stopped the car in the first free space he saw it, we ran together to the aiport and did what we had to, what we needed to. Every ticket for France was bought, one by one, half of us calmed but there was one more thing: my house's key. We needed it and we had to go.

-          To your house, right? – Zayn said starting to drive again.

-          Yes, we need the key so how we will get in my house?

-          We could stay in a hotel..

-          No babe, at my house is safer.

-          What if..what if she finds out where we are?

-          That's not possible.

-          We never know. People to get what they want, do the weirdest things ever, things that we never think about. Think about today.

-          You are making me feel confused..

-          I have money, enough for us to stay for 3 days.

-          All of us?

-          Yes, trust me. I know how hotels are..at least here.

-          Babe, let's pick up my key..it's close.

-          Ok baby but I warned you about.

-          She won't know, believe me.

-          I never saw myself living this with you, I imagined everything but not this. I never wanted my mom to worry about me and you or any of us.

   Seeing Zayn crying was the scariest and most painful pain I could ever feel, seeing him suffering because of what was happening made me cry with him. I felt like I was the fault, it was because of me. For a moment, I even wished that he could be with Tanny again. Not because of me or him, but at least nobody would plan to kill him, or to hate him so much. I didn't want him sad, worried, mad..I didn't want him to be hurt, I didn't want him to feel his own end coming.

We finally arrived to my house and everything..everything was a whole confusion.

-          Oh my God.. – I said looking around.

Somebody was there before, somebody did that. Nothing was in the right place: the sofa was full of cuts, the pillows were of the floor, the fridge was opened and the food had been stolen, our pictures were cut in the floor, my frames had been vandalized with graffitis, my windows were opened. That view reminded me of the times that my parents used to fight.

  For luck, the key was in the floor, right next to the pillow. Was that a sign?

-          Don't touch on it..she knows..she knows we are living.

-          What do you mean? – I asked looking at the key, almost touching on it.

-           It's ironic isn't? The person did all of this and we come here to find something and the thing we are right searching for..is right in front of us.

-          What can we do? Call the police?

-          I killed somebody today..they can't come here.

We heard steps coming from inside of my room, my body fell in the floor of how nervous I was, I fainted before see somebody, or even hear them.

Minutes seemed like hours and hours seemed like days in that dark place that was my mind and when I finally opened my eyes, I could see everything that I didn't want to.