Miscreation

eight ; Zatanna

Please listen to the song in the description as you read the chapter.

(Don't fall asleep at the helm by Sleeping With Sirens)

| Eight ; Zatanna |

Z a t a n n a

Last night was the most devastating night of my life. I came home and didn't sleep what so ever due to the tears that continued to escape my eyes for half the night. The other half was pondering why I was crying so hysterically. I never cry over things, yes I get sad and depending on what it is I'll shed a few tears like I did at my fathers funeral. But last night I couldn't stop. Harry was becoming really important to me but I still don't understand why I'm still crying. I'm working at the Talon right now and my eyes are still red and I'm continuing to cry.

As I was sweeping through out the shop I heard the door open and I just ignored it thinking it was a customer.

"Zatanna," someone said and I turned and it was Niall on his crutches.

"Hi," I shyly said and continued to sweep and sniffle.

"Hey, hey Zatanna what's wrong? Have you been crying?" he softly said moving to stand in front of me.

"I uh, I'm fine."

"No, this isn't the Zatanna I know. You don't cry, you never cry. Please talk to me, let's go upstairs," he said taking the broom from me and sitting it against the wall and slowly going up the stairs.

We walk into my room and sit on my bed as I'm still quiet.

"Please tell me what's making you cry."

I kept quiet and I tried to hold it in but I had to let go.

"I killed Harry," I said bursting into more tears.

I looked at Niall and he had a shocked look on his face.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"I killed him Niall, he wanted me to. He said that he didn't want to end up hurting more people or even killing someone. He took me to the Lincoln lab and made me kill him." I cried and Niall gave a small smirk.

"Babe, you did the right thing. He could have killed people. He could have killed me! You wouldn't cry so much over something like this," he told me.

"I know I shouldn't be crying over him but I can't help it," I continued to cry.

"What's going on with my girl huh?"

"I don't know. I can't stop thinking about him!" I yelled out and looked over at him. He had an annoyed look on his face.

"So what? You love him or something?" he asked but I stayed silent, "Well, do you?"

I continued to say nothing.

"You do don't you? You love him?"

"I don't know Niall!"

"You obviously do if you're crying over him," he yelled back.

"I killed him Niall, maybe that's why I'm crying! And he was also my friend."

"Who you obviously want. You didn't want me. You wanted him. Well I guess I'm just gonna go so you can mourn for your lover," he said harshly and left without a word.

I stayed and finally had dry eyes. I started to think about why I feel like this. I mean Harry was great. When we were in the kitchen that one night and he kissed me I felt something but I knew I was with Niall and I couldn't do that. The fact that Niall didn't know about that and still thought I'm in love with him made me even more confused.