/Zayn\
"And your perfect to me" I sing while playing my guitar.
Wondering who I am? I'm Zayn Malik, A 19 year old boy from Bradford. There's much more about but for now, thats all your getting. Right now, I'm in my base meant with my guitar, waiting for my mom to call me up for dinner.
I'm also making sure my guns are full and ready to go. For what you might ask. I'm getting ready for the worst thing in life, The Purge. Now, its not the same purge anymore. Now the purge lasts for 168 hours, that's a whole week.
The government have changed it from one night to a week because they seem to think that, we dont need a lot of people in this world. I find it stupid and insane. They also want us to have a little bit of more "fun".
I never found killing people fun. Its only fun to kill when people deserve to die. The ones who did the bad.
I never saw myself doing this but I'm getting forced to, by my father. He wants me doing this just for me to become a "man" or whatever that means. I don't see how this is turning me into a man, I see it turning me into a murder.
I do this for my mother and sisters that's it. To keep them safe and alive. Not for my dad. He can go do what he wants.
I've always had hate to my dad. He was never there for me, never acted like a dad. He also abused my mom when I was little. Of course I couldn't do anything really about it. I was young and small.
Anyway, today to next week, will be the week when I try and go find the idiots who took my girlfriend, Perrie, away and find the murders who killed my sister............Wiliyha.
|Flashback|
"Mom, can you tell Wiliyha that she cant come with me when the purge starts" I yell to my mom who is in the kitchen.
My little sister wants to come kill with me cause of how cool it looks. Its not cool, its deadly and scary. Even though I've been doing this sine I was 15, I still get scared of course. Im now 18.
She's been learning and have been doing great when she shows me. But I still say no and walk away when she ask to come. This time, she is whining so much worse.
"Wiliyha, there is no way your going with your brother and doing that kind of stuff!" My mom yells back.
Wiliyha is standing right in front of me right now. I give her a smirk, pick up my gun and walk away. I hear a long sigh from her.
As I walk to the kitchen, I can hear her steps getting louder and closer. She's mad and I know it.
"But mom please. I learned everything about it. I know how to shoot, stab, and choke. Zayn taught me all of it" She says
I sit down on the counter and watch this go down.
"No, I don't care what Zayn have taught you. Your not going and that's final. I don't want anything happening to you" Mom said.
As minutes pass by, it was all just my mom and sister fighting about it and me laughing. It couldn't get better than this. Wiliyha needs to get the fact that she cant go.
She can sneak out but with what guns. All the guns are mine. I bought them and have them in a locker with a lock in my room, so she cant get in it. She's been trying to get in it but has no luck.
"Still a no Wiliyha" I laugh.
I got off the counter and went to the fridge. She kept breathing in and out very fast. She was now mad than ever. I open the fridge and grab an apple.
"Is it because they took Perrie away!" She yells.
I drop my apple and hear my mom gasp. I stand still and hold back the tears.
"Zayn, I-I didn't mean to say that" Wiliyha says
I turn around and burst "Of course this is about Perrie. If you haven't notice I haven't seen her in three years. I don't want the same thing to happen to you, you idiot. I don't wanna fucking loose you. I cant loose another person who meant the world to me. I don't wanna go through hell again"
Wiliyha was now quiet, so was our mom. Soon enough a felt tears come down my face.
I felt weak in my knees. I dropped to my knees and cried. Wiliyha tried to catch me but failed. She caught when i was already on the floor. She held me and let my cry.
"Wiliyha" I look up and see her staring at me "Do you still wanna go"
She nods
"Go get ready" I say
|End Of Flashback|
