Damaged Goods // Z.M (slow updates~editing)

Chapter 5 Vulnerable

Rosalie's Pov

Rain, in the rain. Rain, in the rain.

Rain, in the rain. Rain, rain.

Every day I wake up to the same shit

In the same house with the same bricks,

In the same clothes with the same kicks

I might as well be in jail caged in.

I was in the kitchen blasting music while cooking. Those few lyrics spoke to me. Sometimes I count help but feel trapped. I didn't really know where my life was heading. I always wondered if I was going to have kids or get married. Or if I was going to end up alone like I have always been up to this point.

I did get a few days off work with pay. So that was good. I guess I could do a little grocery shopping since I had made breakfast with the last few eggs I had.

I sat there on my couch just listening to the lyrics listening to every word. Every meaning it had. I would always go into deep thought, thinking about my life. All the years of being abused in many Foster homes. Going from home to home. I'm not sure how I endured it but I did.

I made my way to the kitchen washing my plates. I've decided to just put on some sweats a random tee and a black jacket.

Heading to the loo, I just put on a little mascara and eyeliner. I let my hair fall, I liked the way it curled at the bottom.

I gave myself one last look. I didn't even know why I wanted to make sure I looked good. I have no one to impress and it's not like someone would be impressed by me.

I shouldn't care any about my appearance nobody else did. Even so I always have confidence in myself I'm not beautiful but I'm not ugly either. I'm just simply me.

I looked out the window realizing it had started to rain a bit. I got my hello Kitty umbrella. Making sure I had my purse and keys and money I turned the knob and realizing how of a pathetic life I have.

You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.

All around the world it's just the same, same, same.

You can't see my tears, in the rain.

So I let it rain.

Rays in the rain. Rays in the rain.

Underneath it all we just the same, same, same.

You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.

All around the world it's just the same, same, same.

You can't see my tears in the (Rain).

The last part of the song, was kind of ironic. it was true. You couldn't see my tears in the rain. As a tear rolled down my cheek.

Zayn's Pov

I had my so called date with that nurse. Oh God she wouldn't stop talking. I was so bored. But I got what I wanted at the end of the night if you know what I mean. I got a text from my second phone.

Zayn had so much fun we should get together soon (; xoxo -The Nurse

I had put her contact name as the nurse. I didn't even know her name.

"Oi, mate it's your turn to go grocery shopping. " Louis said.

I hated this. I hated going grocery shopping.