|Trust Issues Z.M.|

Weak.

"Nayeli, would you like to tell me why this came in the mail."

"Um it's yours.." Nash said with fear in her eyes.

Nash watched as her father took out the Three-D sonogram with an angry look frosting over his cold features.

"Get out."

"What?"

"Get the fuck out before I do something I regret." John said with his fists clenched beside her.

"But Daddy I'm sorry-"

"You're a fucking disgrace! After all I've done for you, you ungrateful little brat. I picked you off of the streets and gave you a home."

"What?" Nash asks cluelessly, staring at the man she called her father.

She didn't recognize him.

He was not half the man he used to be.

"Your mother and I had a child and she died shortly after birth. To make up for it we adopted you, the worse fucking mistake I've ever made was signing those papers. And  to think, you were going to inherit 60% of my earnings."

"But you have pictures of me after the..in the little cube thing and I.." Nash's head was spinning in circles.

She was adopted?

Meaning their blood didn't bind them together, meaning they didn't ever truly love her, in her eyes at least.

If they loved her they would have told her the truth instead of lie.

She didn't look like her parents, and she knew of the rumors.

She wasn't an idiot, she was a child.

She believed in her parents and they failed her.

"You're not the real Nayeli D'Martinez that is in the picture, dumbass. She was my daughter, you aren't. This fucking mess has made that clear. Get out."

Nash's tears were as free as the current, they all fell down as she called Jesse to pick her up.

Nash collected all the things she held dear to her.

Her locket, her baby pictures, Daisy's sonogram, and a few sweaters.

She took her long red dress she hoped Daisy would inherit when she's older and fled into the dark of the night.

+

"Nash I'm so sorry.."

"I don't even know who I am anymore." Nash cried, hugging her thighs up to her chest.

Jesse laid beside her, half asleep due to the fact it was well over midnight and he had school tomorrow.

Nash sighed, she hadn't even brought her school supplies with her.

"Hey..you're going to be fine, we'll be fine. You're almost eighteen so we can talk to the agency and find out who your parents are."

"What if I don't want to know..." she sighed.

"Trust me, you'll want to know sooner or later." Jesse said with a soft tone before slowly drifting to sleep.

Jesse wasn't much help when he was tired, so she called the only person she knew could guarantee her temporary happiness and relief.

She called Zayn.

"Hello?"

For the first time, Nash's was content with his drunken estate.

No matter how weak and stupid she sounded now, tomorrow he wouldn't remember.

"I'm adopted." Nash cried, "and they kicked me out Z..I don't know-I can't.." she began panting, not being able to breathe in between her sobs.

"Hey..baby sh, everything will be fine."

"How do you know that?"

"Because you're destined for greater things, Nash, I can see it in your pretty eyes."

"God I miss you, and I'm stupid for missing you but I can't help it. You're a part of me. I feel dead when I'm not near you and when I am near you I feel..like I'm drowning. I-I can't win and I don't know why."

"I love you Nash." Zayn slurred, making Nash's heart ache.

In that moment she realized something.

She never ever told Zayn how she felt.

Never had she ever told Zayn she was in love with him.

"Then why do you hurt me so much?"

"You just infuriate me." He said simply, "and I'm selfish. I want you, all of you but I can't have you. You're independent and drop dead gorgeous..and you're so young. She should be living your life but I fucked everything up royally and now you'll never get to do the things you deserve."

"Maybe I don't deserve anything..I'm spoiled and I'm a bitch."

"No you're not, you push yourself to make others happy, Nash. You'd rather save anyone but yourself. I honestly don't know why you hate yourself."

"I don't deserve what I was blessed with. I had a home and I was getting a car, I had everything but it was never enough."

"I love you Nash..and I miss you so much."

"You mean my body." Nash frowned, as sad as it was to say, it was true.

"No, everything about you. I love your smile and your laugh and the light in your eyes. I love you remarks and the kindness you show others. I love how much you love family, and how important your morals are. You aren't like any other girl I've ever encountered, you're special and I'll forever love you."

"You're drunk," Nash blushed a furious red color.

"Drunk in love."

"God that was corny." Nash giggled, wiping away her own tears.

"But you loved it."

"I did." She smiles, hand on the small bump which inhabited her stomach. "Can you at least be around for Christmas and Daisy's birthday?"

"And then leave and she'll be devastated? She'll have Jesse....It's better this way. Im not fit to be a father.." Zayn says honestly.

He really wasn't, not at all.

"You are though..you just need to believe in yourself and in..us." Nash's voice cracked as tears streamed down her face.

Zayn's tone soften, his words still piercing like needles.

"No Nash I can't. I can't try and I can't believe. I'm not looking for that stuff, you know that. Changing diapers and shit aren't my thing."

"I'm really tired." Nash clutched the phone closer to her ear, yawning lightly.

"Good night sleeping beauty. I love you."