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Z • Argument • K

"I'M DONE, ZION." I screamed, my voice breaking.
"YOU'RE DONE? YOU'RE FUCKING DONE? OF COURSE YOU ARE Y/N, YOU'RE JUST GOING TO LEAVE AND NOT EVEN TRY TO FIX THIS?!" He shouted back, following me into my bedroom as I grabbed a duffle bag from beneath my bed and hastily began to pack.

Hot tears burned my cheeks as they streamed relentlessly from my eyes, my hands shaking violently. This once by far the worst argument Zion and I had ever had. The reason? He's not happy with how close I am to the other guys.

I can't help being fucking close with people I consider as a literal second family.

"Where the fuck do you think you going?" He stepped forward and roughly grabbed my forearm.

"Don't fucking touch me."

I jerked my arm from his and continued roughly shoving random possessions into my bag, the occasional broken sob leaving my mouth despite my futile efforts to contain them.

"Answer me, y/n." He hissed dangerously, once again stepping closer to me and forcing me to back away from him whilst still attempting to pack.
"Where are you going to go?" He ground out, advancing slowly.

It was true that I didn't have anywhere to go.
I had moved to LA with the intention of living with the boys a few months ago and hadn't yet made any other close friends.

"Anywhere. Anywhere but here."

It was at this moment that I heard the crunch of tires outside the window and I groaned, pulling at my hair.
The guys were back. They had gone out a few hours ago.
Tonight was meant to be mine and Zion's date night.

I finished throwing clothes into my bag and zipped it up roughly, manoeuvring around Zion.

I was stopped however, by his hand once again wrapping around my arm, preventing me from leaving.

There was nothing I hated more than the feeling of being trapped, and by this point I was beyond rage.

I turned on him, unable to stop myself and reached up, slapping him violently across the face.

The sound of palm on cheek echoed and resonated through the suddenly too-quiet house.

He stared at me, complete and utter shock concentrating his features.

My shoulders shook with silent sobs and I turned, blindly stumbling towards the door which opened before I could get to it.

Fuck.

I looked up and was met with four cheerful faces, which turned concerned and confused at the state I was in as I turned my head to the floor and attempted to push through them to the door.

My throat was burning and I couldn't see anything. I didn't care that the guys were trying to pull me back and comfort me. I didn't care that my once boyfriend had sunk to his knees, his eyes locked on me regretfully and his hand cradling his cheek. I didn't care that I was leaving behind a relationship that I had loved and cherished so deeply for so long. I didn't care that I was groaning and sobbing in a way that seemed utterly inhuman, my throat raw and screaming. I didn't care. I just didn't care.

"Y/n, stop."

I felt arms wrap firmly around my waist as my bag was taken from me and the door was shut in my face.

Austin's arms loosened as I fell limp to the floor and covered my face with my hands, sobs still relentlessly racking my body.

Beyond the blur of tears, I could make out Edwin helping a silent Zion to his feet.

"Y/n, come on, it's all right." I looked up to see Brandon's face peering down at me, deep lines of concern etched on his forehead.

"I'm leaving. I'm done." My voice broke as I hiccuped and Brandon shook his head, taking my hands gently and pulling me carefully to my feet.

"Where's my bag? I have to go." My body was being led into the living room and words of consolation and comfort were whispered into my ear.

At this point, I was just confused and disoriented as I came down from the fury and adrenaline for the argument, and as I was sat down on the couch, I could feel the beginnings of regret clouding my mind.

Brandon sat beside me and wiped at my eyes with his long fingers before bringing me into a hug and cradling my head to his chest.

Above Brandon's words of reason, I could hear Nick and Edwin questioning Zion in the hallway, their voices rising with increasing anger.

Austin came over and handed me a glass of water, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear and wiping his hands briefly across my mascara-stained cheeks. He walked out of the room, to Zion, I assumed.

Nick came in the room, his face flushed with anger and his eyes dulled with sadness.
He sat on my other side, gently stroking my arm.

Suddenly, he growled.

"Y/n."

I untangled myself from Brandon and turned to look at him, wiping my eyes.

He took my arm in his hands and examined it in horror.
"What is it?" I croaked, getting slightly concerned.

"Did he do this?" He questioned firmly, he voice shaking slightly, and I looked over.

On my forearm was an already developing bruise in the shape of a large hand.
Not just any hand. Zion's hand.

Tears threatened to once again spill, and with no strength left to stop them, I broke down, sobbing hysterically, my face in my hands.

From the hallway I could hear Edwin yelling and then the front door slamming.

Nick and Brandon were desperately trying to calm me, but at this point I was beyond consolation.

He was gone.
I had scared him away.

A disembodied howl ripped from my throat  and felt my body slide off the couch onto my knees. I barely registered when I felt hands work their way under my body and pick me up.

This was my fault.
I had scared him away.

I was taken into Brandon's room and lay onto the bed, the covers being pulled over my body.

I had scared him away.

Soft singing was heard above me and I focused my eyes on Brandon's face, who was compassionately singing a random tune to me as he wiped my face tenderly with a wet cloth.

I had stopped crying and exhaustion was beginning to take control of my body, forcing my limbs to grow limp and my eyes to become heavy.

I had scared him away.

Sleep came to me quickly.

I had scared him away.
I loved him.
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Well that was way too dramatic.
Also, we all know that our baby Zion isn't at all like this and I'm sorryyy.
Anyways, lots of loveeee *mwah*

Total word count - 1146 words.