Teacher's Aid (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 43.

"It all started at the end of freshman year. When Jack and Finn had graduated from high school."

"I had just finished my freshman year, and Jack and Finn had graduated, three weeks later we had their graduation party because there form had gone on a final trip you know that they go on, and it was a three week trip, so we had it when they got back."

"Yes Yes, I remember that trip, we didn't really become friends until college though, so I guess that's why we had never met."

"Yeah, and then so we had the party and it was all fun and well, and then a week later it was when it all happened." She said, her eyes squeezing shut.

"Let me just start off by saying my father was an amazing man. He worked hard, but made sure he had enough time with us, took us out to dinner, bought us things, always brought my mother flowers every single day when he came home, so we grew up with a lot of flowers in my house. He was always showing off my mom, always had to be touching her in some way, whether it was holding hands, hugging her, his arm around her, he loved her and everyone could tell. I remember one time my mom told me and the twins that whenever my dad called her at work, to ask if she wanted to go get lunch, she would still get butterflies in her stomach." She said, a smile on her face, and on mine because of the sweet words.

"A week after the graduation party... my dad was driving home from work when he got into a car accident." She whispered, eyes squeezing shut as a few tears fell out.

"Some people who were there called the ambulance and everything and both the man and my dad were taken into the hospital. Three hours later my dad was pronounced dead. My mom told me that my reaction was the most bloodcurling cry she had ever heard, and that she never wanted to hear it again." She said, wiping tears away, muffling a few sobs.

"I was a daddy's girl plain and simple, I was always closer with my dad than I was with my mom. And so when he passed, it was really hard for me. I fell into a depression and developed a eating disorder."

"So thats why..." I trailed off.

"Yes, that's why I barely ever eat, but Jack and Finn have been helping me and trust me, I'm doing better than I have for the past 2 and a half years."

"I'm glad but I just wish you didn't have that reaction." I whispered.

"It was just to much. All the drama I had in freshman year, and then loosing my father? It was to much." She said.

I grabbed her arms, looking at the fading scars on her arms.

"They are fading now. I'm almost 6 months clean." She said softly, watching as I kissed every single one of her fading scars.

"When my dad died, I isolated myself. I would wake up, go to school, come home, lock myself in a room and cry and cut. I did that for about the first year.

The second year, I didn't cut as much anymore, not practically everyday like the first year. I didn't cry as much either, but I still did."

"My eating disorder came in about 6 months after my dad died. I was just in so much pain I refused to eat. And if they made me, I would go uhm. I would go into the bathroom and stick my fingers down my throat until I threw up." I winced.

"I hated it, I hated throwing up but I was also very overweight my whole life. Like everyone was worried about me. So with not eating and throwing up, I lost a lot of weight."

"There was a few times where I would have to go to the hospital, and there was also a few times where I had panic attacks, and those.. those are really scary Zayn. I don't want to have one anymore."