The Zerrie Trap

The Beginning

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-ENYA

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I walk up the steps to my soon to be ex husband's house, holding the divorce papers in one hand and my purse on the other. I knock on the door, hearing footsteps coming towards the other side of the door. It opens revealing a messy, sleepy, Zayn.

"What do you want?" he says in an unpleasant tone.

"I need you to sign the divorce papers." I barged in his messy house which I used to live. I grab a pen from my purse and gave it to him. I place the papers on the table, telling him where to write his signature.

"Over there and over there. Okay that's it." I take the papers and make my way to the door. I felt someone grab my hand. I turn around to see Zayn holding my wrist.

"What?"

"Where are the kids?" I can't believe that he's actually concern about them.

"My mum are taking care of them. Since when did you care about them?"

"Since I found out that they were mine."

Oh right, I forgot that was the reason why we broke up. I was pregnant and I didn't have the guts to tell him so I ran away. I was so scared that he wouldn't except me, which I was right about. He hated kids. The twins were a mistake. He was drunk and forced me to make love with me. I gave in since I love him and it wasn't a harm, but he forgot to use protection so this happened.

Anyway, the door behind me closed shut and I walked to my car, opened the door, and started the car engine. I drove off, listening to the sound of the tires crushing on rocks.

I take my coat off and ran upstairs to the nursery room.

"Hello my little babas," I cooed. "Hi, Mum," I said taking my, 2-month-old, child from my mother's hands.

"Hello, dear. You got the papers signed?"

"Yea." I lay my sleeping baby on her crib besides her sister. I press my lips softly on both of their foreheads, tucking their blankets in.

"Why did have to break up with Zayn? He's a great lad and is perfect for you." I sit besides her on the couch, placing a pillow on my legs.

"Mum. I could you say that? He hates my kids. I can't live with a person who won't help me care for my babas."

"Yeah, because he is probably not ready. I mean why did you guys have to do it early."

"I was married and that was fine." I glared at my mum. I seriously don't want to start this topic. "Can we talk about a different topic?"

"How about I watch the babies and you go rest." She stands up and goes up to the twins.

"Okay, thanks mum," I say, rubbing my temple. I walk to my room at the end of the hall. I open the door, entering in my mint scented room, closing the door behind. I walk to my closet, grabbing shorts and a navy blue shirt. I change into them, putting my hair in a lazy ponytail. I ran to my bed, laying down, staring at the ceiling.

I don't understand Zayn sometimes. How could he hate children even his own? I feel bad for my twins. They won't grow up with a father.

Paige and Monica are their names. They look a like except of their hair and eyes. Paige has brown hair and blue eyes while Monica has blonde hair and brown eyes.

My phone started ringing. I pull myself up, walking to the chair where I placed my purse. I open it and take my phone out from the pocket.

"Hello?"

"Hi. Is this Mrs. Malik?"

"Umm yeah." This is awkward.

"Well, the court wants to see you. Next week on Monday at 4:00 pm. Don't forget to bring your children."

"Why?"

The lady on the other side of the phone hung up on me. Why do I need to see the court? Well I guess I have to wait till Monday to know.

I lay down on my bed, pressing on the Pandora app. Listening to something from the Pop and R&B station.

//Monday 3:45 pm//

I grab the cutest outfit I could find in the drawer, putting it on Paige. It was a pink floral dress, matching with pink adorable shoes. I still haven't got all of the twin's clothes in Zayn's house. Guess I have to get them tomorrow.

I pick up Paige and place her in her car seat. Now it's Monica's turn. I carried her to the clothing station and picked up a blue floral dress from the drawer, also matching it with blue shoes. I placed her on the car seat, seat belting both of them.

"Now you guys are ready to go."

I carry both of them to the car, grabbing the lever. Buckling the car seats to the car, I get a call from Zayn. Ignoring that.

I walk to the other side of the car, opening the door, and entering inside. Pulling the seat belt to the lock.

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I look around the court and see Zayn. Why is he here? I sit with my babies on the other side of where Zayn is sitting.

Polices and Securities guard the entrance and exits. What is going on?

"Why am I here?" I asked with a confused look on my face. People with suits sit behind me.

"Okay, Ms. Edwards, "she starts speaking, checking her paper if she said my name correct. "Let's get this straight, guards," she calls the guards and they come towards me. I look at Zayn, a smirk forming on his face.

The guards start taking Paige. Another guard takes and Monica and me. They bring my baby to Zayn. What?

"No! What are you doing?" I try escaping from the guards grip but he's too strong.

"We are taking one of your babies away from you to Zayn. Good Day."

"No!" I cried. They push me out of the door and dropped Monica on my hands.

Zayn has my baby. I let the tears run down my face, not wanting to wipe it. I face Monica. She's the only one I have left. I thought I would have my own happy family and everything would be fine. Just Monica, me and Paige. Oh, how I miss Paige. What is Zayn doing to do with her? Is he going to kill her? Nah, he's not that mean. But I would do anything just to get my baby back.

"You're going to pay for this Zayn Malik." With that I stood up, carrying Monica in my arms and proceed on driving home.