The room 102 - z.m fics

Facing the reality

After going to the bar, I was wondering if that boy would go there again and face one of us. We didn't tell anything to Zi, we just ate what we have to eat like normal people even if it wasn't a perfect normal day; Zayn kept holding my hand the whole time in the table. Zi kept talking with the guy who prepared the food for us, it was great to see her making friends after losing somebody so important like Michael to her. In the end of the day, I still didn't know if he was really dead but something was telling me that we would get news from him really soon or maybe signals. I always doubted about his existence; he was always so ready to everything and maybe we never got too close but he taught us a lot and I could see that on Zayn.

-          What are you thinking.. ? – Zayn asked me while Zi was in the balcony with that guy.

-          Michael..they were dating.

-          What? Who?

-          Zi and him..

-          Really?

-          She couldn't stop crying when she found out, she really loved him.

-          I had no idea about that..

-          Do you think he is dead?

-          Babe..we saw..we saw him falling in the floor.

-          I know we did but something tells me that he didn't die..I feel so weird.

-          I didn't want to tell you this today..

-          Tell what?

-          Damn, I already did shit..forget babe.

-          No no no no, no..tell me now.

-          They didn't find his body there.

-          What?

-          The police didn't find the body in the road..they saw steps made of blood but they didn't see anybody or where did he go but he can be alive.

-          Did..did the police told this to anybody? Zi needs to know..

-          Babe, babe listen to me..she can't know. She will have hope about it and what if he is really dead? What she's going to do? It's not a good idea.

-          Yeah..sorry babe..I got too much excited. But when did the police told you this?

-          Some time after we arrive to the hospital, the police talked to me about what they found out and asked me questions as well and when we talked about Michael, they said there wasn't any body.

-          What if they took his body somewhere?

-          They?

-          The gang.

-          I don't think so..if they had took the body..we would see him there.

-          What if wasn't just Tanny and the other guys? What if there's more guys?

-          No babe, it's impossible.

-          It's not that impossible..

-          So guys, let's come to our sits? – Zi came to our table.

-          Sure aunt! – Zayn smiled at her.

We came back to our sits and most of the people were sleeping or eating. It was sunny in the part that we were flying by, the views were beautiful and that warmed my heart.

I was always looking at everybody so I could see if the boy was there but I couldn't find him. I didn't know if was a good or bad thing.

  Cameran was still sleeping next to Trisha and Yaser, while the police man were looking deep into their laptop. Was it a movie or something?

-          Hey guys, I am glad that you came in. – Mario said. – We found something that you need to know about.

-          Something bad? – Zayn asked.

-          Maybe but look, one of our mates who stayed in Los Angeles treating about the case, sent me an email showing us that Tanny had this planned a long time ago. Tell me something Christine, for how much time do you know Zayn?

-          Since we are little, why?

-          You never left each other?

-          We did. I found him again in like..less than one month or something. It's a long story.

-          Exactly, this text was sent to one of the other guys of the gang, who's still alive. Do you mind to see?

-          So there's more people, right? – Zayn asked.

-          This gang isn't only four people, they are almost twenty..but they don't attack together. That's why we need to be more careful.

-          Damnit. You were right. – Zayn looked at me, looking in my eyes. – but let's see the text.

They gave us the laptop, and we could see an email with a picture, like a screenshoot of what she sent. I have no idea how could police get things like that but what I read terrified me, and Zayn.

"I am so fed up of him, Berny. He is pissing me off all the time, he is always on drugs and talking like he doesn't know me at all. I wanted him to belong to our gang but he won't fit there.."
" Did you talk to him about the gang? "

" No..not yet but I really wanted him to belong to us. He is as bad as you. "

" He isn't welcome here. You choose, me or him. "

" I am not doing to make any choices. I have a plan. "

" What plan? "

" We can find the girl and kill her, so he could be mine forever and forget her ass. "

" Or we kill him. Easier. "