Lost

Chapter 75: Bee Mine, Please?

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Zayn froze. His hands that were still clenched above his head for a stretch halted midair. Salma watched his eyes widening in surprise, his bewildered features a tell-tale sign of being caught off guard.

"Bee, what happ --"

"Salma!" she spelled the name through her gritted teeth, as Zayn lowered his arms. "The name is Salma!"

Zayn stared at her, befuddled. She could see the confusion clouding his golden-brown eyes, but before either of them could get another word in, a high-pitched, rather irritating voice reached her ears.

"Bitch! You better back off or I --"

"Tell her to shut up before I whack her!" Salma snapped at Zayn.

"Excuse me!" Lena spat, not getting the message. Salma closed her eyes, agitated. She was visibly trembling to contain her fury. "How dare you speak to me like that --?"

"Mouth clamped shut, Lee," Zayn told her calmly, his eyes studying Salma now. "Leave us. Everyone, follow her."

"No," Salma challenged, "You, out!"

She pointed at Lena, before turning to the Charlayne, Niall and Claire, who were all wide – eyed and pale.

"You three better keep sitting or I'll nail you backsides to the bench!"

The three exchanged shocked glances. They were already halfway out of their seats when she ordered them to sit. Yes, Salma planned on confronting Zayn but not when they were alone. When it was only the two of them, Zayn always managed to weasel his way out. He played mind games with her and she did not know how to battle them.

"Move, Brownie," Zayn told them, a slight annoyance crossing his features. "She wants to talk, we need a minute alone."

"Yes, we are about to talk!" Salma snapped, she saw the other three getting to their feet again, "And you three are staying to hear it all. So SIT DOWN!"

"Damn!" Niall gasped in alarm. "I can only handle one Zayn at a time!"

"Don't you dare --!" Salma gritted her teeth.

"Jesus!" Niall backed off.

"I'm nothing like him!" Salma lashed out at him.

"Sad how someone else once said that and regretted it," Claire muttered under her breath.

"Bee." Zayn sighed, making her whip around to face him.

"You drugged me!" she cried angrily, smacking his chest with the corner of the book in her hand.

A sudden silence followed. Salma saw red in her periphery, her breaths coming out in ragged gasps. She could just claw him to bits but she owed it to herself to hear him out first.

"I don't trust you around me when I'm out," she continued, "and you drugged me!"

Zayn did not respond. With his features set into a grim line, he just looked straight into her deep brown eyes that were shooting flames at him. He saw a movement to his right. Apparently, that egg-headed Lena was going to babble again.

"You have some nerve --!"

"Again. Do I have to spit it!" Zayn snapped at her, "Shut your fat mouth for once, Lee and get lost!"

Her mouth dropped open and her eyes welled up. Zayn was about to punch someone when Charlayne thankfully intervened.

"Don't have a go at her," Salma seethed, raising her book to cover Lena from his line of vision. "And face me!"