Knight in A Dark Red Suit || Ziam [EDITING IN PROGRESS]

Liam's in Town

Knight in A Dark Red Suit || Ziam

Chapter 8| Liam's in Town

Zayn shoved his father back disgusted from his words. He turned his head and made way to the door only for his father to grab his wrist. Zayn turned around staring at his father and yanked his hand back to his side.

He shook his head. "What is wrong with you?"

He observed him carefully before he saw his father take the blanket from his bed and wrapped it around his waist. Thank god now he can actually look at him without feeling uncomfortable.

"You're drunk, aren't you."

He said more than a statement than a question.

His father shook his head and tied the cover around his waist so both his hands grasped his shoulders. A distraught look came across his face while looking at his son who looked odium in response to his father.

"No! I-I'm not! I swore to you that I would never get drunk ever again. I have not drunk anything since your mother moved away. I promised her that I wouldn't drink. So that I would never hurt you ever again."

The look on Zayn's face remained the same as he glowered at him. He shook his head yet again.

"But you would rape me."

The one word in his sentence stood out to his father as he lowered his head only causing Zayn to shake his head again.

"Does that not count for hurting me?"

"No, no, no. It does but–,"

"But what dad!"

He stared at his father. A desperate look clouded his face.

"Is it not bad enough that you hurt all of us? You – You hurt mom, Safaa, Waliyha, and Doniya! Even myself for your sick pleasures back then! Is it not bad enough that you sexually abused me? And you went from that to rape!"

"And now, you are saying that you want me and I just can't deal – I have to go!"

He rushed out of the room not able to talk to his father anymore. His mind wavered on his father's words not realizing that his father was three steps away from him. That when he opened the front door to leave it was abruptly shut.

He grasped the doorknob and rammed his hand through the wall breaking it easily surprising his father and himself.

"Damn it! What do you want from me?!"

He now turned to his father trying to get him away from him so he would not take advantage of him again. Not like last time. It was something too recent that he would never forgive him for doing for the longest time.

Although, he seemed calm around him, despite him being angry with him. 

But then it happened. The one thing he thought he was going to do at the beginning of his conversation with him.

Lips against lips.

He shoved his father back and quickly left. He darted down the street with the kiss still fresh in mind where he couldn't get it to leave his head. It was on repeat that he wasn't watching where he was going.

Why did I do this? I should have known! Why am I so stupid?

His mind screamed at him for doing something like that. He should have known. He should have or better yet who was that guy that left? Was he something of an item with his father? He coughed awkwardly to himself at the idea.