WALLS(Zayn Malik A.U)

Chapter 10-Silence

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I watched on as Zayn's hands began to tremble, he clenched his fist along with his jaw.

"I don't want to see him" Zayn responded to his nurse.

The man looked as if he didn't know how to respond. Why wouldn't he want to see his dad anyways?

"Um, Zayn I'm sure your father-"

"I do not want to see that bastard." Zayn's harsh words shocked his nurse and I.

The usual cold cafeteria seemed to become even colder with Zayn's anger. It was if he was going to explode at any moment now, I'm sure he is.

"Zayn-"

"Jesus Christ! I do not want to f.ucking see him tell him to go back to hell." He screamed. His hand flew across the table knocking over his water bottle and sandwich.

Almost everyone turned to our table to see what was happening it was unnerving really. Despite his foul mouth and cynical outlook on life he's usually so level-headed, and here he is knocking food everywhere.

"Zayn you must relax" The nurse said he rubbed Zayn's back and Zayn oddly shied away from his touch. This whole situation is completely odd.

"I'll tell him to visit another time" The nurse promised.

"No tell him to never come the f.uck back again." Zayn countered.

"Of course" The nurse said though, I felt as if it were a lie.

"I'll be right back Zayn" With that the nurse hurried out of the cafeteria and a janitor cleaned the mess that Zayn made.

I looked at him, he was staring at the dull grey table in his breathing no where near calm.

"Zayn um..what was that" I asked slowly.

"Drop it"

"I..um, yea okay" I agreed.

We went silent again nothing but erratic breathing and stares at the ugly grey table.

Zayn sighed. "My dads dead" He spoke.

what?

"But..Zayn er,.."

"My dads dead literally, just...leave it at that" He said.

That doesn't make since then who was the person that came to see Zayn? Also, what could he possibly done to have made Zayn so bitter towards him.

The nurse came back and escorted Zayn out of the cafeteria leaving me to sit alone and sulk. I looked around for Ginger but, I can't see her anywhere amongst the people in here.

"Ava, Margaret will see you" I looked up in confusion at a nurse I didn't recognize.

"What do you mean" I asked.

She smiled. "Your private session"

Private session?

"Um, okay"

I followed her out of the large cafeteria and into the nearly empty halls. A few screams could be heard, there more like shrills.

"A girl is having problems again but, don't you worry about it" The nurse reassured me.

I nodded.

We stopped in front of a large oak door, the handle was an engraved silver. The door didn't match the bland white hospitable withe neutral carpets and ugly wooden floors.