Chapter Twelve
The room around me started to reappear in front of me. I began to sit up when my body shoots a pain all over. The pain forced my body to lay back down.
A few tears rolled down the side of my face. I turn my head over to the chandelier. Niall wasn't there. I cried even harder.
"He's okay..." I looked to my right. Fear washed over my body. It was Zayn Malik.
Being that I couldn't move with all the unbelievable pain I was feeling I closed my eyes and wished that he would go away. Crazy, yes, but at this point I would be taking anything. I kept my eyes squeezed shut for a moment and before I could open them he spoke again.
"You know I'm still here..." his voice sounded a bit humorous, as if he knew what I was doing and found it funny.
I let out a sigh. My worst nightmare. I can't catch a break can I?
"If your gonna kill me, just do it and spare me the torcher." I whispered.
"I'm not going to kill you. I'm here to tell you that I'm sorry... About what happened the first time we met." he sounded distant. Not that I cared or anything. But why?
"Why?" the words accidentally slipped out.
"Because I love you." The words just slipped out of his like he felt them really. His comment really caught me off guard. I didn't really know what to say. This is a stranger. A ghost. A person who I'm sure doesn't even know me. Why did he say that?
"Because I do." my head snapped back to him. Did he just read my mind?
"Yes I did." he answered bluntly.
"Stay out of my head!" I tried to yelled trying to fight with what little power I had left.
"I'm sorry, you weren't saying anything..." he stood up.
"Well what was I suppose to say? And what do you mean you love me? You don't Eben know me." I said closing my eyes and in frustration. My skin felt like it was on fire.
"But I do know you all to well. Ever since I laid eyes on you when David brought you here a few months back... I watched you, I saw your every move, every choose you made, I was there. I've watched you and I know what kind of person you are. Your sweet and CARING!" my eyes snapped open from the last word he yelled. I looked to him. "Why?" he asked. Eyes eyes pours droplets of blood as I would have with tears. "Why?!" he shouted louder. "WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME TOO?!" Despite the hell barring pain I ripped from my bed and ran as fast as I could out of the room.
I knew as soon as I left the room I would have no where to go. But running away from him was my first priority. I ran through the kitchen and out to the back yard. It was still dark outside. Why is it still dark? I had just passed the clock that said 11:30 am.
I shook the thought out of my brain, I had bigger problems to worry about.
Suddenly Zayn Malik way behind me. I tried to run be I was to late. He picked me up by my throat and threw me across the yard. I tried running again but I couldn't make it. He appeared at the end of my feet. He soon leaned in and wrapped his hands around my neck and began choking me until my vision went black and I couldn't see.
