Boy With Love|COMPLETE|

THIRTY-FOUR

Bloom stayed mute and stared into space like she was in a trance. She could see Mr. Grayson's lips moving but she couldn't hear anything. It felt like her soul left her and only her flesh was standing there frozen in space.

She pushed every thought away and tried not to think about anything. It was better this way, she wasn't ready to feel the pain.

"I'm really sorry, Bloom. I got the news this morning and I know he was like a brother to you. I have a feeling your dad is responsible for his death." Mr. Grayson said but got no reaction from her.

"Take all the time you need to grieve and if you need anything let me know." He told her touching her arm, but still got no reaction from her.

"Bloom," Zayn called noticing how still she was, there were no tears in her eyes or any sign of pain.

"Hey," he whispered taking her hand but she only met his eyes and looked away.

"She will be fine, I will call Max to take her to her room and keep an eye on her. At the main time, we need to talk." Mr. Grayson said and gestured for Max to come in.

"I can't leave her like this, she is in pain," Zayn argued.

"She will be fine, she has friends here to comfort her."

"Seriously? I get that you want that asshole gone as much as every one of us but I need to be with her, not my friends."

"We don't have much time, remember our deal?" Mr. Grayson reminded him.

"I have been keeping to my end of the deal and I only ask for a day or two to be sure she is okay."

"Max will keep an eye on her and he will tell you everything you need to know." Mr. Grayson said.

"Do you even care about her or how she is feeling right now? She has gone through so much because of that psychopath, her nanny who is like a mom to her is in a coma and the one person that she trusts and loves was just murdered. What do you think is going through her head right now? I don't want her to be alone." Zayn flipped with his hand clenched in anger. He tried to keep his voice down but failed.

"I do care about her and I feel sorry for everything that has happened to her. Don't forget who calls the shot here."

"She needs me and I wanna be here for her, I need you to trust me. I'm still working on it, it will be done soon." Zayn said calmly.

"The last time I trusted you, people got killed and expensive weapons were seized."

"I'm not changing my mind, I'm sorry," Zayn said and took Bloom's arm. He guided her out of the office knowing the consequences of what he was doing. If Mr. Grayson was going to take back his word about protecting her, he would do anything possible to keep her safe.

He took her to her room and sat her down on the bed. She was still quiet and just stared into space like a lifeless being. He squatted in front of her, placing his hands on her knees.

"It's okay to cry, sunflower. You're human, it's okay to feel pain." He said rubbing her knees softly but got no reaction from her.

"Bloom?" He called and she looked down at his face.

"Cry it out, don't hold it back. I know you're hurting, it's only gonna kill you inside if you hold back." He said softly raising one hand to touch her cheek but she looked away. He knew silent tears held the loudest pain and he needed to get it out of her.

His phone beeped indicating a text, he stood up and picked up his phone. It was a text from Nicole asking what happened. He texted back telling her about Damian and the situation, soon there was a knock on the door.