Kidnapped! (Zayn Malik Fan-Fic)

Chapter 40:

(still zayns pov)

"Zayn, let me ask what the hell are you doing?" Ashton asks.

"What?"

"With this little gi-"

"Isabelle. Isablle is my name, and I'm not little." She interupts Ashton.

"Okay hun, but you're little to me. " Ashton argues with Isabelle. He's acting like the little girl here.

"Well.. I adopted her."

"You adopted her, what the hell. .We cant afford a little girl running around acting like a fool with Anna being sick. "

"Anna isn't sick she's in a coma. It's like sleeping." Even though I know there is a chance she won't remember any of us.

"She's got to go, and if you decide to keep her then leave."

I hear a whimper from behind me and I see poor little Isabelle with red eyes. She runs for the stairs, but Ashton goes after her and tugs her by the arm but she pulls away. "Leave me alone." She screams.

"I'm sorry." He says but she continues to run up the stairs.

"See what you do? You remember what it was like with no parents. Her mother hates her and gave her up and who knows what happened with her father," I say.

"I didn't mean to upset her, I just am scared. That's all." He says.

"Do you think she's not scared? She was held captive for longer than she should have and she's coming into a family now that all she knows is a whole bunch of vampires and werewolves and you made her think you hate her. Good job." I say.

"You can't blame me, I'm overwhelmed about everything." I sigh, and leave him standing in the front room while I go upstairs. I look in a couple of the rooms and she's not in either of them. I go in the last room where I should have checked awhile ago. Any girl would love a room like Anna's. I open the door and see Izzy passed out on Anna's bed with wet, stained cheeks. She just has been so tired from everything lately. I pull the duvet over her and kiss her forehead as if she was my own child. "Everything is going to be okay." I whisper and soothe her head. I leave the room, and go back downstairs. Ashton is sitting in the couch staring at the blank T.V. Probably deep in thought. I clear my throat signaling I'm now in the room and I sit next to him.

"How is she?" Ashton asks.

"She was passed out on Anna's bed."

"Oh."

Anna's P.O.V.

Each day I feel like I'm being held captive. I can hear everyone around me sometimes and I try to move I try to scream but nothing comes out. It's like a nightmare. But this time, I don't wake up. I can't, something deep down won't let me. The force is dragging me down with it and for some reason I can't remember things each day. Simple things, like the first time I met Zayn. Everything seems to be fading away. Voices also fill the room each day, yet for some reason I can't quite think of their names. Out of everything I can feel right now I only feel mad. I am so mad because everything always happens to me. Everything has been ripped out of my hands and been taken away. I could never have a normal life. Something would always come in the way when I tried.

I have visions. It started off with Zayn and I, but they are changing. Luke is playing with these kids, these two little girls. These two girls I haven't seen but they look so familiar. I feel like I've met them. Everything feels so real but I keep telling myself it's not but everyday it feels more and more real.

I'm so angry at all of this, this is all my parents fault. They should have done something to prevent me from knowing what I know. I feel guilty talking about them this way but it's true, if they were more careful or if my Aunt wasn't so careless I would have been a normal adult in college working my way into life, but no. Now, I am in the dark. It's dark here, I can only see myself but everything around me is dark. I don't known what to do so I remain with my knees pressed against my chest and my chin resting on my knees. I need to find a way to wake up, and I'm starting now.