Corrupted. [Zayn Malik Fanfic]

Chapter Thirty

CHAPTER THIRTY:

  "We need to go, now." He demands harshly, throwing a twenty dollar bill on the table.

  He grabs my hand and pulls me along behind him until we get to his car.

  "Did you tell someone?" His eyes lock mine as they make eye contact.

  "No, I swear!" I plead out, insulted that he would even ask that.

  "Do you think Michelle or Kyle over heard?" He looks away frustrated.

  "Zayn, I didn't tell anyone and no one over heard us." My heart starts racing becoming unsure of my words. What if someone did over hear us?

  He stands quiet for a few minutes, then looks back at me. "Do you know what this means?" He buries his face with his hands, I can tell he's trying to hold back his emotions.

  I stand there and the reality hits me.

  There's a dead body, that I killed... and somehow there's evidence.

  Chills shoot down my body as I realize it's only a matter of time before the DNA comes back... and I get arrested for this.

  "Zayn, what am I going to do?" I'm barely able to speak before the tears start to flow.

  "Let's just go back to my house and talk about this." He lets go of me and gets in the car, I follow.

  We ride back to his house in complete silence, too numb to carry on a conversation.

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  "The only person I know who would want to frame us is Kyle." He sits down on the couch and then stands back up, he's in such a panic.

  "Zayn, I really don't think he over heard anything. I don't think he knows." My gut tells me he's just a stupid angry drunk, everything inside of me tells me it's not him.

  The only other person who knows is Josh... but he only knew Zayn wanted to kill him... he didn't know we actually did it, or where he was buried. I don't even think he knows where I live.

  The absolute only other person who knows everything... and had access to my jacket...

  My heart drops and my body becomes paralyzed with goose bumps as I look up at Zayn.

  It makes sense... Zayn built a relationship with me, so I could kill Carlito... his rival. Carlito would be dead and he would get of the hook... that's why Jasmine is forever gone at the bottom of a lake, while Carlito was poorly dug into some trail... and why there's only my jacket and nothing of his.

  My whole body goes numb, frozen from shock.

  "Jade... Jade?" He puts his arm on me and I freak out.

  "Don't touch me!" I scram out, the anger and betrayal bottled up, explodes.

  "Don't touch me." I repeat myself and stand up, getting away from him.

  "I can't believe you!" I cry out through my waterfall of tears.

  I can feel my heart being stabbed a million times, not being able to believe that I actually trusted him.

  "What are you talking about?" He walks closer to me, and I back up until I hit the wall.

  I go to open my mouth, but can't form words. I just stand there defeated.

  He grabs my wrist and holds tight. "Jade, do you think I did that?"

  I look away not wanting to make eye contact, but he cuffs my face and makes me look up at him.