|Beauty Behind the Madness Z.M.|

~i could of stayed up with you all night had i known how to save a life~

everything happened in a minute. seconds before we were trying for a second baby then there was a gunshot. we had been caught.

the policy were multiplied by dozen and knocking on the door, guns pointed towards us as if we were criminals. i cried and clutched onto zayn but it was too late. the damage had been done. he had been dealing for years now and had killed hundreds.

"please please don't do this. please." i pleaded, still wearing only zayn's varsity jacket.

"put your hands behind your back. everything you say or do will and can be used against you in court." a tired, plump police officer said. he cuffed her hands together, hands griping onto her arm as he gestured her into the police car.

One week later

"where's zayn?! why are you doing this to me? i did nothing wrong." i screamed at the lawyer my family hired.

"mr. malik was the one who called you in."

"what?"

"he turned you in. in cases like this it's best to plead guilty-"

"im not guilty."

"the police found four million dollars worth of cocaine buried under your home. if you're not guilty, then who is? if someone else is involved you have to-"

"no. no one else was I involved. it was just me."