Sinister

Chapter 9

"Zayn.." The words slipped from my mouth as Zayn's smirk grew. I couldn't scream. I couldn't let him know I was scared but I knew he could sense it. His smirk grew with a sinister smile, my heart began to race. His figure told me he was here for something. And it wasn't a cup of coffee. 

"Morning Blair." He stepped in through the door, taking in the smell of coffee brewing through the air. I stepped back, trying my best to keep distance without making it noticeable to him. He inhaled loudly then let out a relaxing sigh. "Hazelnut?" He began to walk around, making sure to keep eye contact with me. 

"Nutella, actually." 

"Nutella? That's strange," He smiled, trying his best to hide what he was really here for. 

"It's something I like," I replied, finally bumping into the coffee table. Zayn laughed, throwing his head back. I gave him a confused look, trying my best to really stay sane here. 

"Oh honey," he said, coming to a halt. "I'm not here to hurt you." As the words left his mouth, Harry appeared, fist clenched, heart rate increasing with each heaving breath. "Just the man I was looking for!" Zayn clapped his hands together, smiling towards Harry. "I just wanted to say thanks for killing me the other day. It's always refreshing to be born again. I wonder how Cinderella over here would handle that." Zayn's eyes turned the bright color of red. And that's what did it. I was now on panic mode. 

"Blair. Go back to Bennit." Harry didn't take his eyes off Zayn as the dark words left his lips. 

"I'm not letting this happen again," I said, trying my best to stand my ground. But with my shaking hands and stuttering breath, I knew he would soon figure it out that I was bluffing. 

"Tough girl you have here," Zayn said, taking a few steps in my direction. Harry was quick to move only to have Zayn move faster, this time to a position where I was beginning held against my will. "She has such pretty veins. Perfect skin." He stroked my arms all the way to my neck. His grip was tight around my shoulders and waist. Harry tried to move again but Zayn stopped him. "Move closer and Cinderella  here gets it." Harry looked just as scared as I felt right now. 

"Don't do it Zayn. I know you won't do it." Harry growled. 

"Why?" He asked, voice darkening. "What makes you think I wouldn't do it?"

"Because," I said, gasping for air. "You had the chance to leave me... That night with those men. But you saved me." Zayn didn't budge but he didn't say anything. He knew I was right. 

"Maybe I wanted to be the one with the first taste," he whispered in my hear, making my throat drop. "Unless pretty boy over here as already got that." He could be referring to two things here. 

"Let her go Zayn," Harry said again. "Her brother is asleep in the other room. Basically the only thing he has right now is her. You know how that feels don't you?" The thought of Bennit being alone ripped my heart out. Just the thought made me want to cry like a helpless baby. 

Zayn didn't let go but he did loosen his grip. I took that as a signal to fall and I did. I laid on the ground, gasping for air and coughing all at once. Harry was first to the floor to help me to my feet. 

"Fucking prick," Zayn spat. "You angels are all the same! Bringing up the past like it's no big deal! Getting us to regret every little thing that happened in our human lives." I looked from Harry to Zayn then back to Harry. Harry didn't let me go from his grip. 

"What happened in the past isn't going to happen again. We do that to prevent another incident."

"Sometimes incidents are accidents," Zayn's anger was on a full blown rage. He slammed his fist on my coffee table, breaking it where it stands. 

"We don't do it to remind you of the tragedy. We do it to remind you what it feels like. What that pain feels like so you don't cause it again." Harry's voice was soft and thick with wisdom. "You didn't think I loved her? She was my sister." 

"You're so stupid," Zayn laughed, glaring at Harry. "She didn't love you back. Maybe if you weren't so controlling. Maybe Blair knows the feeling. You're a compulsive freak!" Harry let go, letting me step away a few inches. My mind was raising with thoughts of Harry's sister. That must be why they hate each other. The death of his sister was.. 

"Don't go there Blair," Zayn spat. "Don't do that thing you usually do. It's so annoying." I gave Zayn a confused look. How did he know..

"Don't let him get to your thoughts Blair. What he is saying is true." 

"SHUT UP!" Zayn yelled again, throwing glass to the floor. "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! It wasn't like that at all! You know damn well it wasn't like that!" 

"There's no point in lying Zayn. We all know the truth here." Harry was so calm with this. The way he contained the anger inside of him made me envy his power. Zayn didn't like that one bit. 

"I didn't kill her and you know that is the truth." My mind was on a full blown craze with possibilities of who and what they could have been talking about. The way Zayn is reacting to the words Harry is saying give me the idea that his sisters' death was... Well it involved Zayn. "THERE YOU GO AGAIN!" Zayn went to attack me again this time to be thrown off by Harry. 

"What did I say.." Harry growled, throwing Zayn to the floor. If Harry was to throw him any harder, I had a feeling Zayn would have gone through the roof. Zayn lied on his back, coughing in pain. "Don't touch her." 

"Then tell her to shut up before I do it for her," Zayn said, glaring in my direction. "She's so innocent yet she is a complete idiot! You're little doll here Harry is fucking stupid! I mean she let a monster like you stay in her house AFTER you tried to kill her. She let a stranger in for gods sake. She is an idiot." Ouch. "Why are you protecting her? Cause she saved you in the woods? Cause she happens to look like Terrie?" I just stood there, not reaction. I didn't know how to react to anything that was going on. 

My eyes went from Harry to Zayn. The way Harry was pressuring Zayn made me.. Scared. I shouldn't be scared cause Harry is only trying to protect me. But.. Zayn's words ran through my head. 

Why is Harry protecting me? Cause he owes me for saving him? Cause of something much bigger? None of it makes sense an as Zayn laid there on the floor, denting the wood under him, it made me really wonder. Zayn knew he had gotten into my head just by the way he smiled at me.

"I'm not letting you take another poor innocent humans life, Zayn. Blair hasn't done anything besides connect the dots witch you basically put out there for her to do." Harry waited for Zayn to get to his feet, crossing his arms over his chest. 

I backed up against one of the many walls in my small apartment. Zayn's a vampire. What do I know about vampires. For all I know, those movies and TV shows could be giving me false hope on how to kill this monster. 

As my mind raced with thoughts and ideas, a crash came from the kitchen. We all looked in that direction, confused. I'm human. I can't take on three creatures. Oh god. I'm going to be dead by the end of the night. 

Walking out of the kitchen was a blonde haired girl with perfect porcelain skin. The beauty she was representing was truly effecting in ways that I can't explain. 

"What the hell..?" Zayn cursed, eyeing the woman. Harry turned around, nodding at the woman. 

"Hello boys." She walked over towards Zayn and Harry, boots clicking with each step. She stopped and barley took notice of me standing there totally lost and confused.

"What are you doing here?" Zayn asked, not paying attention to anything but this woman. She smiled walking closer, turning her attention towards the angry man. 

"Of course to see you Zayn," she took his head between her hands and with one swift motion, Zayn was on the floor again, neck cracked. She had snapped his neck. "He is so annoying." 

And with one look from Zayn to this random girl standing in the living room of my now ruined apartment, I was passed out, falling to the floor. I heard Harry's voice calling softly. I could feel his strong arms wrap around my shoulder blades and under my knees. Before I could really make sense of what was happening, I had blacked out.

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