Their Mate!

Chapter four - Telling him

I think I can do it now... I sigh at myself. I have said that to myself for the last ten minutes and yet I haven't taken a step. I'm hiding behind the small little wall that separates the seating place and the bunk beds. The door isn't closed and I find myself having it hard to keep standing. I take a deep breath and I tell myself that a small talk wont hurt. Okay I think I can do it now.

"How long are you going to keep hiding and actually talk to me?" I hear Zayn say clearly annoyed at me. I take a step out and I scratch the back of my neck."I guess my hiding spot wasn't that good then" I say a bit nervous. He puts his pen down, but he keeps his drawings in his lap."Not when you could see your leg and arm" He nudges me to sit down and I do that."I just wanted to say that I think the two of you are the cutest and I accept the fact that you rejected me" I say. That's a lie, I haven't gotten over the fact that he rejected me. The pain was still there. It was like a day ago he rejected me.

I just dont want to bother him."May I ask you something?" He says. I instantly nod my head."When my friend found his mate in Canada. He is also an Alpha of his pack back in England. She of course came with him to England but she was sad to leave her family and friends. I know that you don't have an family, but you must atleast have had some friends and yet you came with us so easily" He says. I thighten my fist and I look down at my feet."Did you have to ask me that?" i say and mentally break down.

Jim, Ginny, Milo and I were finally going home from our trip in Las Vegas. We were celebrating the fact that we had finally managed to get out classes finished and finally could start to work. Jim was driving, Milo sat in the frontseat and Ginny and I were half asleep in the backseat."C'mon girls don't fall asleep. We are soon back in town. You can sleep then" Jim says looking at us through the front mirror. I flick the finger to him and he just laughs at me."Besides Milo is asleep and he's your extra hands" I complain. Jim nudges Milo and he wakes up with a jump. Ginny's eyes flutter up and they close back again.

"Hey Jim I need to pee" I tell him. "Well we are near a mall. You can take a piss there" He says. He drives near the entrance and I jump out the car."Nobody else needs to go or?" I take my wallet in case they take money to use the toilet. Jim gives me the 'are-you-serious' face while looking at the sleeping Milo and Ginny. I smile as an answer."Well good bye then, you gentlemen. I will be right back" I giggle."I will go and find a place to park my vehicle while waiting for my fine lady to take a shit" Jim says driving away. I walk towards the entrance and I hear shreaking wheels and a loud smash. When I turn around I see Jim's yellow car crashed into a red car. I fall on my knees and I look at the two cars. People are screaming and calling the ambulance. Maybe that wasn't his car. I bet there are more people than Jim who has a yellow volvo. I bet he's finding a parking space, while I'm taking a piss. I look down at my legs and I feel the wetness running down my legs. I start laughing for myself. I peed myself and my friends might be dead. My friends! I start to slowly walk up to the car. I have to see if they are alright. Each step I take the more I can smell the gas. I'm quite close now and I can see a hand sticking out from the backseat. She's wearing a bracelet I have made to Ginny. Does that then mean that she is Ginny? Wait, Ginny was just sleeping she cant be dead. I mean you can't just die like that. I hear ambulances and a firetruck. Wait does that mean that this is all real? It can't be, I mean I was going to the bathroom. Jim was going to park his car... I start walking faster up to the yellow car, but I'm stopped.

"Miss you can't go any further" A man's voice says. I look up at him and then back at the car."But that's Jim's car. Milo and Ginny are in it. I'm supposed to be in it" I tell him. His eyes shows sympathy for me and he puts his arm around me."Let's take you to the medics. I think you are under a shock" He says nudging me towards the ambulance. I look at the car and it gets smaller."No!" I scream running towards the car."Jim!? Milo!? Ginny!?" I scream after them hoping they would answer me. Why wont they answer me? They must be alive! I feel somebody putting their arms around me. I start kicking and trying to get free."No! I have to see them! They are my friends! I'm supposed to be in the car with them!" I Scream, tears falling down my cheeks. But the person holding me wont listen to me and instead the car just gets smaller and smaller. I see them taking a body out from the car and I see long orange hair."Ginny!That's her! Let me go to her!" I scream. I see them putting a white blanket over her. People around start crying and that's when I knew that Ginny had died. I stopped resisting and the medics start looking at me.

"If I hadn't had to go to the bathroom...T-then they" I take a deep breath trying not to cry but I failed at it."if I hadn't ne-needed the toilet then we wouldn't have gotten in this mess" I say to myself.

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Waiting to know how things were for Jim and Milo was tough. I had gotten some hospital clothes and I was currently waiting at the waiting room. Jim's family had gotten here, but they haven't seen me yet. I'm glad they haven't. I don't want to talk them. I can hear Milo's mom yelling when she got in the room. Her eyes instantly found mine and she ran up to me and hit me right in the face."This is all your fault right?! Considering that you are here without a scratch!" She spits in my face."My boy is dead thanks to you! You filthy rat!" I get another punch, but she was quickly pulled away from me. I was actually glad she had hit me. Meaning that I had a part of this. If I only had hold it in for another hour, then this all would have been okay. I get handed a paper towel by Milo's younger brother Mick."I asked for a nurse and she's coming soon" He says. He wipes the spit away and I hear a whimper from him. He buries his head on my lap and he starts to cry really hard.

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"I'm sorry, but your son is dead. We tried to stop the bleeding in his head. The glass had also caused too much damage to his brain making him brain dead by the time we opened him up" I hear in the hallway. His mother starts to cry and his dad hugs her. Jim was their only child and I had killed him. This was all my fault.

I hate those horrible flashbacks. I notices that tears run down my cheek."I-I don't want to talk about that" I say through the sobbing. Zayn gets hit with instant regrets across his face and he walks up to me."I'm sorry, I didn't know that something bad had happened to your friends" He apologizes. I wave my hand to signalize that it's fine."It's my fault for not telling you guys. I didn't actually tell you the whole truth about me either ways. After finishing classes... I think I should tell this to everyone" I get up from the chair and he instantly stops me."No, just tell me. It's for the best. Then you come to me only when you are sad. Is that a deal?" He asks me. I feel so happy about him being so nice to me. I keep crying.

"Well after finishing classes my friends and I went to Las Vegas to have some fun. Well afterwards, on the way home I needed to use the toilet and- and- and" I can't say it. Why can't I say it? I could say it to my therapist."And...And" I cant get it out! Zayn looks at me with sad eyes."It's okay. Take your time" He says. I take a deep breath and I look at my hands. Pretend he's the therapist."They died when a car crashed into them. The people in the other car had actually robbed a local market nearby and took the parking as a short cut, but the driver drove into Jim, Milo and Ginny instead. It has actually only been a year since it happened. Or to be exact 11 months and four days. It took much of my grandmas money to go through therapy . I had actually only been working for four months. The rest I took on therapy and meds, that's why I had such a crappy apartment" I explain. Zayn takes one of his drawings and hands it to me."It's just a sketch but it's a lily. Perrie loves them. So I use some of my spare time to draw them" He says. I take the drawing and I hold on to it. I think that the fact that I was rejected wont hurt that much anymore. I see that he feels love for Perrie and I love to see his smile when he mentions her name."I Maya Morse reject you Zayn Malik as my mate" It runs down my tongue with out trouble. Zayn looks at me with a serious expression."I had to say it to make the bond broken, right?"I say. Zayn's hand touches mine and I can still feel it but I ignore it."Shall we pretend that the bond isn't there? For our own good?" I suggest. He nods and takes his pen. He writes something down."I like that" He says. I think the awkwardness is gone between the two of us now. I'm happy that it is. I can feel the bound, but there isn't love in it. I don't know how to explain, but it's more like a understanding. Zayn has Perrie and I have well... His band members. Jesus, this is so crazy!