Painful Revealings

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Zayns POV

I looked at her with a puzzled as she stared at a male figure that was striding towards us, angrily.  I wrapped my arms around her hips protectively, still wondering who this man was.  But I was mostly wondering how Lilith knew him. 

I was snapped out of my thoughts as I felt the man get a fist of the collar of my shirt while shoving me against the wall.  His forceful impact made me hiss in pain, I saw sly grin spread across his face, satisfied that I felt pain from his actions.  He furrowed his eyebrows at me, trying to examine all my facial features, he did this for a minute and then glanced back at Lilith who was giving him pleading eyes to let me go.  Seconds later I no longer felt him hold me againtist the wall, as I slid down I tried figuring out what had just happened while trying to catch my breath. 

"Lilith, who is this?"  He glanced back down at me, almost as if disgusted that I was here with her.  More like kissing her, a voice in my head counteracted.  As he shifted his gaze back to her I decided to do what I could in that moment, I flipped him off with a slight smug look on my face.     

"A-a friend."  She said softly, shifting her gaze from me to the ground. 

"What's your friends name?  Huh?"  He was getting more irritated. 

"Z- Why do you want to know anyways?  Huh?" 

Now he was pissed, I slowly got up and made my way towards Lilith, who seemed as though she might just loose it any moment now.  I stood in front of her, trying to protect her from the man. 

"Lilith, just tell me.  I want to know because I care." He said sternly trying to get past me, I slightly pushed him back.  In the process I noticed he was stronger than me, much stronger.  I heard soft cries coming from behind me, I turned my head to look at her.  She was in some state of denial as she kept shaking her head no with small tears escaping her innocent eyes.  I felt sorry yet protective over her. 

"I'm Zayn.  What do you want?"  I asked him sternly, I wanted to make this confrontation quick. 

"I want Lilith to answer the damn question, that's what I want."  He said, a shade of red taking over his face, his neck and forehead veins were starting to become more prominent now as it became harder for him to hold in his anger.  We were shooting each other looks of pure hatred at this point, now all we had to do was wait to see who would throw the first punch. 

"Lilith answer me right this second!"  He screamed, my eardrum felt as though it was going to slightly burst from the raising of his voice. 

"Why Liam?  Why?"  She said, sniffling in between. 

"BECAUSE I FUCKING SAID SO.  HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT I CARE ABOUT YOU AND YOUR SAFETY?"  I looked at him, flabbergasted at how loud and aggressive he sounded, he was starting to ball his fists to control himself, but it wasn't working as his knuckles were turning white.  If he got angrier he could possible tear his skin.

I felt myself being shoved to the side as Lilith stepped in front of me and confronted Liam.  She had an expression of pure hatred, disgust, but most of all, hurt. 

"Really Liam?  Really?  You don't give two fucking shits about me!  YOU NEVER HAVE.  I WAS ONLY A GAME, A PRIZE TO YOU AND HARRY.  YOU GUYS ONLY CARED WHEN YOU REALIZED IT WAS ALL TOO FUCKING LATE.  TOO FUCKING LATE."  She brought her hands up to her head, shaking it frantically. 

She let her hands fall onto her sides and made them into fists.  Her face was red with anger as she started screaming at him again. 

"IF YOU AND HARRY TRULY FUCKING CARED YOU SHOULD'VE NEVER DONE WHAT YOU FUCKING DID LIAM.  YOU KNOW WHAT I WENT THROUGH THERE?" 

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