MONSTERS (Z. M)

Chapter 38

Cherry
"Hey relax, you can let go now, it is just your dumb brother." Even when Henry chuckled and apologized over and over again, for trying to scare the shit out of us, I just couldn't overcome my daze. I was frozen in Harry's embrace wishing that I could just die. Not only did he manage to mimic Zayn perfectly, but also chose the wrong time to do it.

"I am so sorry sis, I did not mean to scare you like that, Harry is right. I am just a dumb brother." Henry forcefully separated us and made me hug him. "I am sorry." he patted my back softly. I nodded okay and in my mind, the word came out perfectly, but it could not leave my mouth. I wished i had a way of letting him know I had forgiven him.

Or,that I was ecstatic that he was alive. clutching him closer, I smiled relieved. He was still breathing.

"Thank God it is you." I finally said. I touched his face, trying to wipe something black from his nose but it didn't work. I raised his hands out to the sides and made him turn around . "you are okay. You are fine ." I cheered pulling... no throwing myself into his arms again while laughing like crazy. "You are not dead. You are alive. I love you! I love you! I love you! " I kissed his cheeks over and over and soon enough, I found myself crying emotionally.

I Thought I had lost him. "I love you too,  so much baby sister." he tightened his hug around me.

"I am sorry to break this reunion, but we have to go." we broke our hug and turned to Harry who had a big smile on his face. And again, he had that yearning look on his face. We walked to the black suv that looked as old as methuselah, that Henry had come in. . "I will drive, sit by your sister continue with the touchy... " He smiled sweetly before turning to the car.

"Thank you so much." we both said. Henry helped me get in , then he settled next to me. I rested my head over his shoulder and smiled at how  Jason's baby scent could calm me in an instant. At the same time, it turned me into a mess. Having to smell him but not being able to see him and hold him was driving me crazy. I wanted to just clutch him close to my heart and give him a million kisses.

"I am sorry I wasn't able to protect you." Henry whispered after he saw the bruises on my wrists. I shook my head no as if it could almost lighten  the weight of guilt I knew he carried around.

It wasn't his fault I married a monster. I hoped he knew that. Zayn was just a bundle of messed up tissues glued together. No one knew why he did anything he ever do.

I mean, he carried himself with so much class, and poise of a god and yet he was a lowlife criminal, a murderer! A rapist! Kidnapper! And the list is endless.

He insisted on having extreme etiquette, he actually made himself a custodian of one and yet, he could hardly say please, thank you , or welcome.

He saw something he wanted, he took it, anyone who got hurt in the process, he used his sweet word 'colateral damage' to wrap everything up. As if that was supposed to make it better. 

With Zayn's ridiculous way of smiling, With one corner of his lips  slightly raised while his eyes scorched his target, He could almost pass as a gentleman until he looked at you too much and he saw something he wanted to take.

Only I, knew the damage he had done to my body after that pervasive look.

"It is okay.."I shivered inside at the thought of what I had been through at that monster's hands . Zayn's monstrosity was lethal.  My wrist was nothing compared to what he had done to me. He  knew where to hurt and no one would suspect it. Actually, the bruises on my wrists were just as a result of being pinned down, which I don't even understand why,he had to hold me that tightly.

It was not like I could ever resist .  I never resisted anymore, being clouted in the stomach repeatedly, or being chocked until you see your' long-time - dead mother', making you pancakes, left me broken and defenseless.
So, I decided to let him be. For  months he had had no fights from me. But he did not appreciate it, He still wrapped his firm long fingers around my neck and squeezed as if intending to put and end to my life.