GUNSHOT ➪ Zayn

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Chapter 16 ➵ Please, let me explain

It was January 22th, and Zayn woke up in his luxury house bed. He took immediately a joint on his bedside table, looked at the photo -- his most precious possession-- and grabbed it. The black-eyed man grabbed the frame and caressed it thumb on his. Zayn surprised himself, crying while watching a simple photo. He wiped the cold tear from his cheek.'10 years without you.' he thought, what a terrible feeling. Today it's the worst day of Zayn's life tenth anniversary... 10 years without his entire family. Without even knowing what he was doing, he walked to his bathroom and took a cold shower.Zayn was all-dressed almost 20 minutes later and sat on his Red Maserati Granturismo about to turn on the engine. He took a deep breath and grabbed the steering wheel. Next, he hit the gas pedal, and finally, the car made its way to East Las Vegas, where Zayn grew up. Thirty-eight minutes later, Zayn parked the car a few feet further than the entrance of the neighborhood. He activated on his key the ghost mode, and his vehicle turned invisible. Zayn grew up here. He knew what the kid would do to his precious -expensive- car if they saw it.Still, he was nostalgic to see the place where his old life began and stopped. The black-haired man put his hood up and started to walk, his head half a mile from his mother's house.'You? With the yellow sweater! Whacha doing here?' A teenager yelled at Zayn.The older man gently smiled, knowing what this kid was trying to do.'Shall I turn my back, kid?''Yeah, that's what I said.' The unknown young guy replied. Zayn turned towards the group of teenagers. He took off the hood that hid his face.'Holy fuck, Jav....' The toddler whispered.'Yeah, Holy fuck! If you tell anyone I were there, I will destroy you. So don't try to piss me off today. I ain't no time for that childishness.' Zayn threatened. They didn't reply and started to run; a proud smile appeared on his face: even ten years later, he could still terrorize the people living here. As Zayn continued his way, he -unfortunately- bumped into someone.'Sorry.' He quickly said as he started to escape as fast as possible.'Zayn Javadd Malik?' The man he bumped into grabbed his arm.'Logan Pitt?' he murmured.'What are you doing here, man! It's been a while!' Logan said, jumping into his childhood best friend's arm.'Yeah, ten years...' Zayn smiled, hugging him back.'God damn. I'm sorry.' Logan apologized.'Do you think I...''Try, man. She misses you.' The grey dresses man advised.'Really? Won't she kick me out?''50-50,' Pitt answered. 'So... what's up, since these ten years?' Zayn demanded.'Ugh, well, many things. I'm married, and I've got a daughter...'He laughed.'Wait? You? Logan Pitt? You stopped dealing and cheating?' The Pakistani mocked.'Hey, Don't confuse me with you, dude.''Touched. You were also outstanding me.' Zayn chuckled. 'Who the fuck is the crazy girl who wanted this kid with you?''Mariah's wife and Melody's our daughter.' Logan admitted.'Mariah? Oh my god, you two have been dating on-off since we were 16.''Now she's mine. I still can't believe it.''Oh, how cute is that!' Zayn laughed, pinching his cheeks'Good luck, man.' Logan wished, noticing they arrived at Isabella's home.'Thanks, Logg.' They gave each other one last hug, and both continued their ways.Zayn was now standing on the front porch of the house. He took a long and deep breath and knocked on the door.'Not today, come back in tomorrow!' The older woman yelled.When he heard her voice, his hair stood up despite the mild winter.'Please, that's important.' He said slowly. Zayn made a backward motion as he overheard the step on the house, getting more and more louder.Isabella Malik on the inside out a key on the lock and turned it. The man was starting to shake when the handle moved. His mother opened the door, she saw her son and slapped him. 'Ouch!' The Pakistani moaned softly.'How dare you!' The wrinkled woman cried. 'Can you even imagine how I felt!''Mum, I'm sorry.''You must be! My older son died, then my husband got killed, and the only child I had left disappeared, without saying anything! I, Every morning I wake up without knowing if my only son is still breathing!''Please, let me explain myself...' Zayn begged. 'Please.''Come in.' The broken woman invited her son.'Take a seat.'Zaynie sat on the couch, this old couch that has been here for more than 30 years.'Mum, what I'm going to tell you is such an important thing. I had no other options.''We can always choose, Javadd.' She coldly said as she sat next to her son.'Mama, if I disappeared from your life, it's because when I killed Chic, dozens and hundreds person wanted my death. Logan and Dad helped me to find a safe place. Dad and Logan are working for a secret agency, and Marc did work there too. That's why he gets killed. He wasn't a simple drug dealer. He was also a spy.''Cut to the chase, Zayn.'She whispered, wiping away her salty tears.'I left because the Club Delux is dangerous, and you've been through so many bad things. I didn't want my enemies to kill you. You can't even imagine what it cost me every day. I won't be able to get married, I can't talk to my mother, or she'll get shot, I can't have any normal friends, or they'll get shot. I had to abandon the three only people I care about because I can't refuse a mission, or it's me who'll get fired.' Zayn explained, his black eyes getting wet because of the tears he had been holding for ten years now."Zayn...""Mum, I beg your pardon, I should've never left you, but it was the safest option I had." He apologized."That's... that's alright, babe. You're alive, and that's the most important thing to me."They held each other in their arms as if the force they used could erase these ten years of pain and misery.'Promise me you'll forgive me one day...' he murmured in her light brown hair.'You're the blood of mine. I will always be here for you, whatever you do.' Zayn's mum softly admitted, passing her hand through her descendant's black hair.'I love you. The young man concluded, grabbing a syringe with memory eraser liquid that plunged into the woman who gave him life's skin.She felt on his arm, and he laid his mum down on the old couch.Zayn kissed the 50-years-old woman's forehead and left his childhood home. Zayn closed the door and walked down the street to get back to his car. He passed in front of Logan's house and looked at it, remembering all the shit they did.'Zayn! How did it go?' Logan questioned.'It's alright!' He lied.'Already leaving?''Yeah... I have to work, you know.' 'Let me hug you one last time!' Pitt said happily. 'Because who knows when I'll get my brother back.' he continued as he went to give one last hug to Zayn.'I'm sorry, man.' Zayn apologized.'What are you t...' Logan has been interrupted by the needle penetrating his skin. The product dragged on his blood, and he felt on Zayn's arms.He laid his old friend on the floor in front of a wall and walked to his car.Both Logan and Isabella won't remember Zayn's visit, and God knows it was the best thing to do.