Intrigue Par Vous -(COMPLETED)-

Chapter 3: Knowing I'm not alone

The city lights in London were truly a bewitching sight. Although, it shouldn't surprise me, it does have a few tourist attractions. I actually noticed them whilst riding. 

"My my, what I sight" I thought. My heart was heavy. I was upset, honestly, I just wanted to scream. Scream at the top of my lungs. Let it all out, but I couldn't. It was...hard. Then I noticed someone following me. I decided to make a left, and drove into an alley. Stupid idea, I know. I noticed their, in front of my eyes that I was blocked by two large trucks. I was confused at first, until four men got out of the car. Immediately I had thoughts. I read stories and watched movies like this. I knew whatever they were going wasn't going to be nice. 

"What's a girl like you doing late at night?" One of them asked. They began to surround me. I was completely fucked. My chest seemed as if it was going to explode because of how quick my heart was breathing. One of them stroked my cheek and I swatted his hand away. He slapped me, causing me to fall. 

"Learn to respect us, bitch" The other laughed. I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared. Actually now that I think about it, I wasn't scared. I was fucking petrified. However, I wasn't going to show that I was afraid, so I stood up. I wiped my mouth and glared at them. They all burst out laughing.

"Damn! Boss will love this one" One cackled. 

Another sighed "It's sad for 'er though. She looks like fun.." I began breathing heavily. I knew what they were going to do and I wasn't going to be able to fight four men with guns in their pockets. This isn't real, this isn't REAL! The words keep replaying in my head. I closed my eyes, muttering the words over and over again. One of them grabbed me and I screamed. 

"Shut up!" They growled.

Trembling, I cried whatever I could think of in my mind "Fuck...you" Suddenly I felt a kick in my stomach. I collapsed, clasping onto my stomach whilst I let out a scream of agony. I buried my face in the leaves and began sobbing. Out of nowhere I heard a motorbike rev. A pair of headlights flashed in my direction. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh of relief. The four men were looking at the motorbike so grabbing onto the last piece of hope I had, I grabbed a baseball bat in the corner and took out two of the men. The other two faced me and got out their guns, that's when I noticed Zayne hopping off his motorcycle. He got out a pistol and immediately shot one of the two men that were pointing their guns at me. By now, my heart was thudding rapidly. Zayne held the last man standing by his throat and began to choke him.

"Who sent you?" He asked with a blank expression. What scared me the most was how calm he was. This indeed sent shivers running down my spine.

"Answer the fucking question!" He yelled. 

"X-Xavier did..." the man trembled. Zayne sighed and closed his eyes. He then pointed the pistol at his forehead. 

"Where can I find him?" Zayne asked.

Immediately, the man answered "He's here...somewhere. Watching your every move. He'll find you, he'll kill you and your girlfriend. She's who he wants"

Zayne didn't hesitate to kill the man after he  finished answering the question. He then turned to look at me. He made his way towards me and I moved back, that is until my back hit a stupid wall. Once again, I found his piercing blue eyes study me, read me, figure me out. When he pulled his gun and pointed it at the side of my head, I gasped. 

"You wouldn't" I muttered. 

He smirked. "Oh but I could!"

I smiled at my words. "Go ahead, pull the trigger. Just don't be surprised when you find that it's empty, mate"

And so he did. I heard him whisper something and check if there were any bullets. He turned to look at me.

"Clumsy's a smart ass, ain't ya" He asked, bewildered. I smiled a weak smile and hopped onto my motorcycle, this time putting on my helmet.

"Aye...Aye WAIT!" He called out after me. I didn't listen and rode off into the night. I looked beside me to see him riding next to me. He started to over take me on the road, it seemed like he wanted me to follow him, in curiosity of what he wanted to show me, I followed him. After fifteen minutes, we reached a beautiful hill, surrounded by trees. The view was breathtaking, the sky was pitch black, filled with little shining diamonds we call stars. And the moon, oh the silver, precious moon. Half of it was hidden behind the tall city buildings. 

"So, wanna talk about why y'ran out earlier?" He suggested, eyes focused on the view. He lit a cigarette and began smoking. I went up to him and took away his cigarettes.

"It's bad for you.." I whispered.

He sighed. "Not really...helps with stress, blocks anything negative thing that comes to mind"

"How'd you know where I am?" I queried, confounded. 

He exhaled once again and clasped his hands together. "Bree was worried. Asked me to go look for you, so I did. Just in time save another damsel in distress"

I chuckled. I've been through many things, but this isn't one. A friend once told me that difficult roads often lead to beautiful destinations. She told me that I was a mess. A glorious mess. She told me to embrace the glorious mess I was and that to smile. Because smiling made life much more delightful. Now, I didn't have to face my troubles alone. Yes, I've only just met Zayne but I always listen to my heart, and this time,my heart was telling me to trust him. Trusting him would benefit me, and he would be there for me. As I thought of this, I looked at him. I looked at him and saw that he cared for me. If he didn't care, he wouldn't have come after me. Although he had a gun, I still trusted him. I'm sure he had his reasons for having it, could it be his past? Maybe, maybe not. But I was willing to find out, and who knows? Maybe I could open up about my past.