Queens

Twenty-Six.

Y/N POV

It's been one month since I've been released from the hospital and I feel okay. It hasn't been an easy road but that's expected when you get shot twice by your own hospital. I got rushed to the hospital last week because I was coughing up blood. The doctor said that I was stressed and that's what lead to me coughing up blood. So I've been looking for ways to reduce stressed. I've tried meditating, doing yoga, and listening to classical music but none of that shit works.

I want some bomb ass sex but Zayn won't give it to me. He's afraid that he's going to hurt me but all I want is for him to pour me into the mattress until I forget my own name. Is that much too ask for?

I've been working out in my gym for the past hour an I feel pretty good. I'm don't feel like I'm going to run out of breath so that's a good thing. I got my Beats wireless headphones in and I'm blasting my 90s hip hop playlist. After doing my sit-ups I decided to do some cardio so I got on the treadmill. I closed my eyes for one minute and when I opened them guess who was leaning against the wall, Amelia.

"Hi mommy." She said.

I did a face plant on the treadmill like Taylor swift did in that Apple Music commercial. That shit hurt like hell but Amelia thought it was funny. I got up and turned the treadmill off. I grabbed my pill bottle and took one of the little white pills out.

"You really don't need that." Amelia said.

"Amelia, shut up." I said.

"You're stubborn. I'm trying to help you but you don't want to listen." Amelia said.

I popped the pill in my mouth and drank some water to help it go down. I sat on the floor and started doing my yoga positions. Amelia sat right next to me and copied everything that I did.

"You're pretty. I see why my daddy likes you so much." Amelia said.

"Your daddy likes me for more than my looks princess." I said.

"That's nasty. Anyway my daddy likes you and he wants to be with you forever but you act like you don't want him." Amelia said.

"Princess I love Zayn but in case you haven't noticed I'm a little fucked up right now. I don't think he should be wasting his time with me. He could be out dating some supermodel instead taking care of me." I said.

Amelia just shook her head at me, "Mommy, he doesn't care about that. He loves you and only you. If he didn't care about you then why is he at the store looking at pretty rings?" She said.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"Oops I wasn't supposed to say that. Welp, gotta Zayn!" Amelia said.

Right when Amelia disappeared Zayn appeared. I got up and wiped the sweat off of my body.

"You look gorgeous today. Blue is a good color on you." Zayn said.

"Thank you. Where'd you go?" I asked.

"I went to my meeting with Lexa then I went shopping. I know you're sick of flowers but I got you some roses because you deserve them." Zayn said.

"Thank you for the flowers." I said.

"You're welcome." Zayn said.

That oxycodone was starting to take its affect on me and I was feeling really good. If a little white pill can make feel this good I need some more of these. I took a step closer to Zayn and started unbuttoning his shirt. "Y/N are you okay?" He asked.

"I feel good but you could make me feel amazing." I said.

"I could?" Zayn asked.

"You could take me upstairs and fuck my brains out for hours. It's been awhile since we've done anything and I'm really, really, really tight." I said.