DISTANT

Chapter 34

"What the hell do you want, Nate?!"

She removed her hands from him and tried to push him away. However, Nate tightened his grip on her hips, letting out a low growl.

"Isnt it obvious? I want you."

He leaned forward trying to capture her lips again, but she moved, making him brush his lips against her ear.

"Five years later and you expect me to come back and forgive you."

Again she pushed him, but he gripped her wrists and pinned it above her head against the wall.

"I was trying to protect you."

"By neglecting Ashton, Davina and me?"

She struggled to remove her wrists from his hold, only making them scratch against the brick wall which made her hiss in pain.

"Are you kidding me right now?!  Zayna, I nearly killed you! Would you rather be dead than live a life?!" He yelled.

She remained quiet as his words sunk into her mind. He's right. He could've killed her that day, but then again he always messed with her feelings.

"Zayna, I love - -"

Her hand came in contact with his cheek when his head whipped to the right, releasing some spit from his mouth.

"Don't you ever, ever say those words to me again." Her chest heaved up and down as she tried to maintain her breathing.

"But it's true." He whispered.

"Don't. Just don't." She stepped to the side and began to walk back into the club.

He reached out and grabbed her waist. Spinning her around, they came face to face when he smashed his lips forcefully against hers. She whimpered as she tried to move but Nate bit down in her bottom lip before pulling away.

Frightened and angry, she stepped back and glared at him.
Again he pulled her towards him and whispered in her ear, "I will get you back."

Disgust flowed through her body when she turned away from him and began walking back.

This is not the same Nate she knew. Flashbacks if the times they were together began to release the feelings that she felt for him five years ago.

No Zayna. You can't love him. He put in so much pain. Do you really want to go back to all those nights you cried yourself to sleep because of the times he f**ked with your mind?!

Her conscious kept bothering her as she stepped into the hot club. Her mind and heart was filled with mixed emotions. She was trapped, never knowing if he could escape from him.

"ZAYNA!"

She spun around and saw Ashton speed walking towards her while pushing through tons of sweaty bodies.

Are you okay? I've been worried about you!" He said as he scanned her body. "What happened to your wrists?" He asked as he held her wrists delicately in his hand.

"Nothing" she lied as she plastered on a fake smile, trying to hide What she really is feeling.
"This is not nothing. Look at this! You're bleeding!" Anger took over his body as he stared down at her wrist.

"Ashton, seriously I'm fine." She pulled her arm back when she saw his eyes turn a shade darker.
"You were attacked weren't you?" He asked in a scarily low voice.

Her eyes widened slightly and quickly replied, "What?! No I wasn't!"

"Damn it! When I get my hands on that cabrón......"

"Ashton"

"He is gonna wish he never touched you...... "

"Ashton!"

"I am going to twist his scrawny little neck and throw his face in a pile of........"

"ASHTON!"

"WHAT?!"

"I'm fine." She stood on her toes and gave him a soft kiss, but not wanting to let go, Ashton pulled her closer and gripped her waist.
In the middle of the kiss she opened her eyes and from the corner, she saw Nate standing at the bar, clenching his fists.
She deepened the kiss as Ashton's  hand, once again, cupped her butt and squeezed it gently.

They pulled away breathlessly. He rested his forehead against hers as she wiped away some of her lip gloss on the side if his mouth.

Nate stood there his body burning with jealousy  and anger, not wanting to believe that his best friend of twelve years would snatch the girl he loves.

Zayna didn't do it to spite him but he wanted to get the message across that he is not the same girl and that she has moved on.
After the whole Ameliana thing, age grew stronger and beacuse of that he is now a successful sound engineer, with an amazing niece and nephew and family and friends that she loves.

"Take me home." She whispered to Ashton.

He gave her a nod and wrapped his hand around hers. They grabbed their items from the table and exited the club.

When they were about to reach his car a fist collided with his jaw.
Ashton grabbed the person by te coller and pinned him against the wall of some shop.
Zayna stood behind them parazlyed with fear.

Ashton ripped off the person's hood and was shocked when he saw who it was.

"Nate?"

"Surprise big boy." He shoved him off and stood next to Zayna. "Get lost, I'll take care of her."

"I don't think...... " he stopped talking when Nate gave him a hard glare.

Sighing he gave Zayna a peck on the cheek and walked to his car.

"Now, mi amor, let's go home." He wrapped his arm around her waist and led her to his car.

"Excuse me, but you are not staying with me. Get your hands off me." She pulled away from him and walked further away.

"So what are you gonna do? Kick me out onto the streets?" He caught up with her and grabbed hold of her arm. "Please, Rims. I've got nowhere else to go."

She released a heavy sigh. No person could be that heartless. Besides it's not like he'll stay in New York forever. His family is still in Madrid.

"Fine. But I swear dude if you try anything you're out."

Grinning like an idiot, he picked her up, spinning her around and gave her a kiss.
She pushed him away and wiped her mouth, glaring at him.

"Sorry. I couldn't help myself."

"Just get your a$$ in the car."