Loyalty {Z.M}

F.ifteen

   Just a reminder, Mia Hawkins is 16 and Dylan is 18. Luke and Zayn are both 17. :)

My eyes widen as the comment slips past Yaser's mouth. The comment about my parents. I'm extremely sensitive when it comes to that, especially because it hits way too hard for home. It was only two years ago this happened, and it hurts every time I think about it.

"Dad!" Zayn gasps, his voice coming out loudly and interrupting my shaken feelings and thoughts. I can feel my face heating up as well. Not from getting paid a compliment, from embarrassment and sadness.

Dylan sits there, his eyes narrowed at the man in front of him who doesn't look fazed at all with what he is saying. I push myself off of the chair, and I look down at Dylan, seeing that he's finally looking at me. He even looks vulnerable right now.

"With all due respect Mister Malik, you have no idea what the hell happened with my family. You're completely bigoted. The Ravens are a family, something you obviously don't know anything about. I would rather be consider south side trash rather than be known as someone who knows you. It's pathetic to insult someone, especially two teenagers." I state fiercely, and Dylan stands up.

"Trisha, thank you again." Dylan mutters, and his hand wraps around my upper arm as he leads me out. I can hear Zayn speaking loudly and cursing. My eyes are gathering with tears as I think about life before Dylan became my sole guardian.

  Two Years Ago

  I sit on the edge of the bed with Dylan, watching as he pushes button on his controller. I swing my legs, humming softly wondering if he would let me play.

"Then leave asshole!" My mom screams and my lips are instantly turned into a frown. Dylan pauses his game as he looks down at me. He kisses my head before standing up, and walking towards the bedroom door and closing it so it can try and hide the yelling.

He climbs back onto the bed leaning against the headboard and opening his arms. I slowly crawl over to him and rest my head against his chest. I can hear something crashing down onto the bed which makes me jump slightly. Dylan runs his hand up and down my arm.

"Fuck you Ben!" Mom yells and a slamming door is heard echoing throughout the house. I wince again, and Dylan hums softly trying to distract me. It works because I find myself slowly falling asleep in his embrace.

'Two Hours Later'

  I feel Dylan shaking me awake and my eyes pop open. His eyes are wide and he pulls away helping me to my feet even though my brain is completely shut down still from me sleeping.

"Mia come on. Dad is in the hospital." Dylan mutters, and he helps me settle myself. I grab ahold of his arm letting him lead me out of his bedroom and outside.

Our mom is frantically grabbing her things, tears cascading down her cheeks. Her hair is messy, and her eyes are red. She doesn't speak to either one of us as she heads towards the door with us following behind her.

While we sat in the car, you can hear the heartbroken sobs from my mother, while Dylan rubs my shoulder as I stare straight forward.

The trip to the hospital was a quick one, and we all three walk inside. His hand resting against my shoulder, and the doctor is standing at the counter sighing softly. When my mom screeches why she is here...

Dad passed away on arrival due to the extent of his injuries. That's what the doctor said.

End

I don't even remember the car ride to the trailer but we are pulling up. I get out without saying anything, and go towards the front door waiting for Dylan to open it. When Dylan does, I ignore him when he says my name, and go straight towards my bedroom.

I open my door and close it behind me, shaking my head. I can't believe my boyfriend's family doesn't like me. I haven't done anything to prove to them I'm horrible or something. Yes I'm associated with the Ravens but still..

Everyone thinks Ravens are trashy because this is the way we have to work to make sure we assures ourselves a better future than living out on the streets.

I plop down on my bed, picking up my phone when it vibrates. I unlock it clicking on my messages as I pull up whatever is making my phone go off.

Z: Baby I'm so sorry
Whatever he said, it wasn't true.
I don't care that you are a Raven.

M: Please stop texting me. I need time alone. Thanks. X

I shift myself onto my bed, lying my head onto the pillow. My eyes closing, feeling awful about myself. Everyone hates me because I'm apparently a Raven. I should start acting like the worst of them then.

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When school comes, I decide to walk. I don't want Dylan telling me anything. He won't let me leave the house if he saw me. If people want to treat me like shit and horrible, then I'll act like it.

I walk through the doors of the school, holding my phone in my right hand and my bag on my left shoulder.

I'm wearing black shorts that are probably too short for me, and a white crop top that is right around my breasts. I decided to pair it with some blood red lipstick, and my eyeshadow is dark with some eyeliner.

Everyone's eyes are on me as I purse my lips. I don't even care about what they say. It won't be as worse as being labeled the Ravens Whore.

I see Zayn standing at my locker, his bottom lip is caught between his teeth as he stares down at the ground. I walk right past him, before making my way towards Ryan, Logan and Luke. Ryan is laughing, as she stands in front of Logan but her back is towards me.

Logan's eyes meet mine before they widen, and he nudges Luke and Ryan who then look at me. Luke's jaw drops, as Ryan grins. I walk over to them, as Ryan claps her hands.

"Shit Mia, you look hot!" She exclaims, her eyes trailing up and down my body. I shrug my shoulders as Luke stares at me with a look I can't decipher. I cross my arms in front of my chest, as Ryan continues ogling me.

"Why did you change your look?" Lucas speaks up, and I look over at him. His eyes narrowed at me slightly, but I don't know if it's because he's angry at me or not. I simply shrug my shoulders.

"Mia?" I hear behind me and I turn around seeing Zayn standing there with his eyes trailing up and down my frame before his eyes settle on me. His hand raises grabbing my arm pulling me into his chest.

A small gasp leaves my mouth, before I settle against him. My eyes closing for a brief moment. This is the man I want now. But I'm not going to be insulted by his dad if I go there. But I don't want to leave Zayn.

What am I going to do?

Please bear with me with short chapters. It was supposed to be longer but I wanted to release an update. I had some family emergencies happen, and I couldn't find a lot of time to slide a lot into this but this. So please excuse me for this bad chapter, more will happen in the next one. ♥️

Expected Update: Wednesday July 11,2018