Once Upon A Time, A Thousand Tears Ago #Wattys2017

Chapter 54: Fire meets gasoline

"Zayn wants to meet you." Louis tells me for the fifth time in this week.
"I don't want to see him"
"Until when are you planning to shut him out?"
"I don't know. I don't know what to do with my life and after what he did to me....... I don't know if I can see him the same way"
"I'm calling him in. That's the only way to find a solution." Louis leaves the room leaving me in this empty space. The doctors had unchained me a week ago. Apparently, now I can manage to throw anything anywhere. Oh no, the doctor said I need to keep constructive thoughts in my mind. So yeah, I'm not supposed to throw anything at anyone even if i want to.

Zayn enters the room and i feel the temperature rising. Seeing him lightens up a matchstick. His intense gaze is burning my skin. Oh! Keep in mind, this gaze has no love for me. How sweet of him to visit the funeral of his victim.
"How are you, Zara?" His lips barely move.
"On the top of this world" I smile.
"I'm sorry." Zayn sits on the bed and looks at me. I feel the apology but what is he apologising for? Does that mean everything is fine between us and that night never happened? If he is truly apologising for this, then I think we can start over. The warmth of the matchstick increases and gives me hope; hope for love.
"What are you apologising for, Zayn?" I inquire hopefully
"For your mental breakdown."

"And"hope continues to breed.

"And...... nothing else. We need to talk" zayn straightens his face, apology-look gone, business-look on. He never used this face with me. I still feel the matchstick, this time I feel like I'm burning my finger a little because I have been holding on to the matchstick for so long.

"Talk. I'm listening." I try the same business-look but i know I'm failing.

"Zara, i want you to come back home so that my family believes that we are actually married."

"Why do you want them to believe?"

"Waliyha's wedding will only be possible if everyone believes our lies; my lies"

So we are back to square one. Nothing changed. I'm still the foolish one, he's still the planner, we're still not in love. Oh wait, i am and he is not. He was never in love with me.
"I'm not doing this." Businesses should be done in a business like way only.

" why?" Zayn inquires as if he had signed a deal with me and now I'm the one who is not following the 'terms and conditions' of the deal.

"Because I didn't marry you for this reason. I married you because I thought you loved me. If you don't consider our marriage then why should I consider your family. " I leave the imaginary matchstick from my hand and i feel that the fire is catching now.

"Have you gone mad totally? I won't let you do this to me." He stands up from his place and i can feel how the fire is making its way between us.

"I'm leaving this place and going back home. Apparently, London's weather didn't suit me." I maintain a poker face as if it really is the weather that I'm talking about.

"Oh really! You can't do that. You know that, right"

" Why do you think that I can't do that?" I cock an eyebrow.

"You signed a contract with one direction that if you leave the band, you will pay 10 million pounds."
I can recall this amount from the time when I was leaving this place and everybody was willing to give me this money.

"Plus, my dear wife, you signed a wedding agreement with me too where it has been clarified that whoever annuls this wedding, gives 5 million pounds to the other party. So in case if you are planning to leave, I hope you have this much amount in your bank account." there you go; There he strikes again. Another place where I blindly signed the wedding agreement without reading it because I was blinded by his love.

"What if I die, Zayn Malik. Then who will give you this handsome amount and how will you pretend the whole thing about marriage." I laugh at myself. The flames are rising and i feel him burning too.

"Don't worry about me Zara. You should worry about your family. If you die, the court will take money from your family and you do know what happens if someone is unable to pay this much amount. They go to jail." He smirks this time.

"Zayn Malik. Don't involve my family in your mess." I scream at him, losing my calm this time.

"Then, pack your stuff. You're coming home with me. The day Waliyha gets married, you'll be free to go with an additional 5 million pounds as a gift from me." He smirks and leaves the room where i sit within a place that is on fire.
Flames burn me and engulf the last piece of sanity, love and emotions in me. Love, anger, hatred and what not; I feel everything burning inside me. I'm on fire. Love is on fire. Hatred is on fire. Let's see who dies with this fire and who takes the energy to survive from it. But i will make sure one thing, I won't be the only one dying in this fire.

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