falling in love with the enemy ➳ [z.m.]

Chapter 19.

Mari's POV

         Zayn turns away from me with both of his sisters, and begins to walk away.

         "Zayn," I say through my tears. "Please, don't leave me. He's lying to yo-"

         "You have the nerve to call him a fucking liar!" He shouts at me before turning around and making eye contact with me. "You've been lying this whole fucking time. You've lied about everything. Fucking everything!"

         "Zayn, I haven't been lying!" I shout back. "I fucking love you!"

         Zayn laughs at me and I feel my heart rip in half. "No, no you don't Mari. It was a part of your little game. But guess what? I don't give a shit about you. I don't fucking love you either. So let's just leave it at that okay? Goodbye Mari. Have a nice fucking life."

         His words hit me like a fucking knife, and cut my heart right down the middle.

         I don't fucking love you either.

         I feel my tears continuously falling down my cheeks now. I cannot hold them back any longer. As I watch Zayn walk further and further away, I still call his name. I'm hoping for him to turn around, but he doesn't.

         And that's what hurts the most.

         Will throws me over his shoulder and starts walking through the snow.

         "LET ME GO WILL!" I shout through my tears. "LET ME GOOO!" I hear Will let out a small chuckle and I want to slap the shit out of him. "THIS IS ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT WILL!"

         "Shut up Mari," he says coldly. "We aren't talking about this now."

         "Oh yes the fuck we ar-"

         "SHUT THE FUCK UP MARI!" he shouts one more time and it scares the shit out of me. I even hear Will let out a small inhumane growl, and I decide not to fuck with him anymore.

         Once we reach the car, Will slowly sets me down in the passenger seat, and shuts the door behind me. Seconds later, he opens up his door and sits down in the driver's seat. He looks over and smiles at me.

         "Ready to go home?" he asks me.

         I don't respond to him because he is being a fucking little bitch right now.

        He is trying to provoke me.

        Fucking prick.

 Will starts the engine and a set my forehead against the glass window, and feel the tears coming again.

         Fuck my life.

~

         After the long, awkwardly silent car ride, Will stops the car in front of the house and I instantly hop out.

         "Oh c'mon, I'm not that bad Mari," he shouts at me before laughing.

         I'm glad he fucking thinks he's funny because he fucking isn't.

         I open up the front door and slam it shut. Fuck this place. I fucking don't wanna be back here. The smell of beer instantly fills my nostrils and I feel like I am about to vomit. I guess this is what dear William has been doing since I was gone. Drinking each and every day away. Hmm.

         I walk upstairs to my room and find that everything looks the same as it did a month ago. I collapse on my bed and take a deep breath. The tears start to roll down my cheeks and everything crashes down on me.

         Zayn fucking hates my guts. He doesn't love me. But...I love him. Will fucking lied on me. That fucking son of a bitch. He never wants to see me happy. He does whatever he can to make sure that he always has the upper hand. Fucking prick.

         My bedroom door opens and Will walks in with a smile on his face.

         "Welcome home little sister," he says with the biggest grin.

         "You fucking son of a bitch," I growl through my teeth while looking at him straight in the eyes.

         "You expected to stay there didn't you?" he says while walking closer to me and laughing.

         "How the fuck did you find me Will?" I growl through my teeth.

         "A little birdie told me," he says before laughing.

         "Don't come any fucking closer to me Will," I say coldly, truly meaning it.

         "Or what?" he says daringly. "What are you going to do to me?" Now he is directly in my face and I am trying to use all my strength to keep me from punching him right now. "You thought Zayn loved you?" he laughs. "You are probably just another whore that he wanted to fuck."

         I don't even realize what happens next until Will is clasping his jaw. "SHUT THE FUCK UP WILL!" I shout before swinging at him again. I hit him another time in the face and he stumbles backwards.

         "I guess I deserved that huh?" he says before laughing. I take one last swing at Will and he catches my hand in midair. "You aren't getting another chance though," he says darkly before smirking at me. I look into his eyes and realize that they look darker now.

         What the fuck?

         Will crushes my hand with all his strength and I scream out in pain. "That's what you get for betraying me," he says angrily. "Your own family. Your own fucking blood." Will crushes my hand even more after each and every word. The pain is so immense that I feel like I might pass out.

         I hold my hand near my chest and try to keep my tears from falling. "You aren't my fucking family," I growl through the pain that I'm in. "You never were."

         Will laughs at me and I just stare a him, feeling a sense of hatred for him. "You will always be my sister Mari," he says. "Nothing can change that. No matter how much you want it to." Will begins to walk away from me and stops in the doorway. "By the way, there is no way for you to escape. The security system is new and renovated. So you're basically stuck in this house now. And as far as your hand, you might wanna get that checked out," he laughs before shutting the door behind him.

         Dick.

         I get up and start searching through my drawers for a bandage. I finally find one and I sit back down on my bed.

         This is gonna hurt like fuck, but it has to be done.

         I slowly uncurl my hand and hear my bones cracking.

         "FUCK!" I scream as I continue to move my hand.

         Moments later, my hand is fully extended and I begin to wrap the bandage around my hand. Once I'm done, I grab so pain killers off of my dresser and grab an old bottle of water that is still halfway full. I down the pills and then sit down on my bed.

         I start to think about Zayn.

         His perfect face. The way he smiles at me. The way he made me feel like I actually belonged.

         But, now that's all gone...because of Will's lie.

         Zayn was right though...

         Our relationship could never work, and I don't know why I hoped it would.

         I lay down and rest my head on my pillow and I start to cry.

         I wish my parents were here with me right now, especially my mom. Even though she was annoying most of the time, she always knew what to say.

         But, she isn't here either.

         My tears start to fall faster now and my heart starts to ache.

         At this very moment, I have realized something...

         I have fallen in love with the enemy...