365 days of Darkness (pt. 2) // Z.M.

Day 234

March 13th, 2010

I didn’t slept at all, once again. I was playing with Alexis’ hair, kissing her forehead, holding her while she was sleeping. When she woke up, I smiled and leaned down to kiss her lips, gently. She cuddled even more onto me, holding me tighter.

- You need to go, euh ?

By her tone, it wasn’t even a question. She knew I had to. My face had probably spoke up for me.

- I love you so much, Alexis Dubois.

- And I love you more.

Once again, our lips met. That kiss was a sad one, we both knew I was in so much trouble. I cupped her face, as her arms were wrapped around my torso. When we separated, her eyes were looking sad. Probably just as much as mines.

- I’ll come back. I swear the God, I will.

She just smiled and I kissed her once more. Then I got up, put my clothes on and I was reading to go. Which I did quickly, because I didn’t wanted to see Alexis crying. And because I didn’t wanted to cry neither.

The way back home was way too short. It would probably have been short no matter how much time it would’ve take. Because when you know you’re going to be grounded as hell, coming somewhere is always too short.

As soon as I took the first step in the driveway, I saw my Mom by the window in the living room. I adjusted my bag on my shoulder before walking up inside. I quickly saw Waliyha rushing upstairs before my Mom grabbed my by the ear and dragged me into the kitchen.

My Mom wasn’t someone to get angry pretty easily. But… That time, she was. So angry that her face was turning red.

- Mark came yesterday to bring you your homework.

That was her way to start the conversation without shouting at each other. I nodded and, as soon as I thought of going upstairs, she talked again.

- Where were you ?

- At Alexis.

- I told you not to go.

Her voice was still contained, but I knew she was really trying her hardest not to scream on me.

- I needed to see her.

- Oh yeah ? What’s more important Zayn : School or a girl ?

- This girl is more important than anything, Mom.

- Nothing is more important than studies.

- You don’t understand.

- And you don’t understand how much your Dad worked for this.

That made me lost it. I mean… Talking about my Dad, it was sure that I would just explode. Which I did.

- Where is he, euh ? FUCKING NOWHERE !

- Don’t talk to me like that, Zayn !

- FUCKING HELL !

I turned around and rushed upstairs, my bag slamming against my back.

- ZAYN JAWAAD MALIK !

I was just about to go in my room and slam the door as strong as I could when I heard some sobbing. They were coming from my sister’s room. I opened the door, just to see her lying in her bed, her face hided in her palms. I sat on the mattress next to her, my hand running up and down her spine.

- I hate when the two of you scream like that, she cried, still not looking at me.

- I’m sorry, Liyha…

She didn’t said anything else, she just put her head on my knees and continued to cry. Breaking my heart more and more with each sob.

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And this is the second entry ! I love Zayn, omg, I love him. Even if he's a lil bad ass. ;)