undercover heart [J.M]

1.6

Amaryllis

-Did he just say you tried to kill yourself yesterday!?

-Um....

-Don't lie to me Amy.

-I don't wanna talk about it, I said and looked at my already frozen feet.

-Don't give me that, Zayn said with a weaker voice than before and sat down beside me.

I sighed. I hated that Zayn knew me all to well. Just a few months ago I hated his guts. Now he's like a brother to me.

-Why should I tell you about it? I sighed.

-Because I'm kinda bleeding out here. So it's not like I can go and tell anyone.

I looked at him in shock and then noticed the spreading red scar on his leg. It wasn't until now that I noticed he was only wearing shorts.

-Fuck it, I sighed and took of the shirt Jason had given me earlier.

Zayn's eyes were bigger than Jason's ego. I rolled my eyes at him.

-I'm gonna stop the bleeding. Not hook up with you, I said and was about to tie my shirt around his leg.

-No, you'll need it! He said and grabbed my arm.

-Well I don't want it, I said and showed him the text before making the shirt to a bandage around his leg.

-Thanks. You didn't have to.

-Of course I had to. Your my brother by heart, I said and crawled closer to him to feel the small little body heat he had.

-So wanna tell your brother by heart why you tried to kill yourself?

I sighed. But he deserved to know. After all, he was my brother.

-I-it's about my past. You know about my father right?

-Yeah.

-Well sometimes when he hit me I called my best friend Nina. You know, 'cause I just needed a friend in those situations. So I called her over....

I continued telling Zayn my whole story. About my father raping my best friend to death, letting him live, Salvatore....yeah everything. If I was 100% depressed before I talked to Zayn. I was probably 99,9% depressed after. It helped a little bit talking about it. And Zayn hugged me tightly when I started crying. It didn't feel weird considering I was naked. In that moment I just needed him to act like a brother. Witch he did.

-So how long have you been down here? I asked.

-In this room? Not so long. Maybe a few days. Before he actually kept me in a warm room. Just you know....tied up in a chair.

-Wierd, I mumbled.

-What's weird?

-We both did the same thing. But Jason served me breakfast today.

-Was it poisoned?

-No I'm fine. Well except for the cold right now.

-Why are you here now then?

-I didn't wanna follow his stupid rules.

-Has he....you know...ra...

-He can't cross that line, I interrupted.

-How do you know?

-Have you ever heard the police or media say that someone had been raped by Jason McCann?

Zayn thought a while about it. Until he shook his head. It was very dark but I could tell he was relieved.

-However I can't say the same thing about sexual harassment, I sighed.

I felt how Zayn knelt his fist and his breathing got heavier. And I haven't even told him what had happened yet.

-What did he do? Zayn frustrated angrily.

-Undressing me while I was asleep, kissing me without my permission and well....touching a bit of my inside down there, I said and pointed down on my pussy.

-He did not!! Zayn "yelled" or more like hissed.

I could tell his body and himself was very weak. Witch meant he had been tortured harshly.

-I don't get it, I sighed. "You're down here getting tortured for real. And I'm upstairs sleeping in a bed and getting breakfast"

-Maybe it's because you're a girl?

-Yeah I'm sure Jason showed mercy for those other thousand woman and young girls when he killed them, I said sarcastically.

-Maybe he wants to stab you in the back like you did with him.

-Then where's your bed and breakfast?

Zayn sighed deeply and I tilted my head upon his shoulder. All of this was just weird. Why would Jason treat me differently from Zayn when we both did the same thing? Only thing that Jason knew Zayn for a much longer time than he knew me. Witch should mean that Zayn would be the one who should be stabbed in the back later, not me. Why did Jason keep saying that he loved me? I obviously didn't believe him. So why not just cut the crap?

-You're cute when you're thinking, Zayn said out of the blue.

-And you're less annoying when you're not talking.

I suddenly started getting dizzy. The room were starting to get darker than before.

-Z-Zayn, I stuttered.

-What's wrong?

-I-if I faint and then d-die. I-I want y-you to tell J-Jason that h-he can enjoy h-hell.

-You don't have to ask twice, Zayn smiled.

-A-and Zayn....

-Please don't die on me. I-I will kick your ass if I-I meet you i-in h-hell.

-I promise lil' sis, Zayn said and kissing my forehead.

-I can see you crossing your fingers idiot.
(A/N I don't know about you guys. But from my family we cross fingers when we won't keep a promise)

-I'll try okay?

I nodded before slowly starting to drift into deep darkness.