Well, That Didn't Work...

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"𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕔𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕦𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕓𝕛𝕖𝕔𝕥, 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕡, 𝕤𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕓𝕤𝕠𝕝𝕦𝕥𝕖. 𝕀𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕒 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕡."

Zayn

If you asked me how it all happened like three months ago, I wouldn't know what to say... I just wouldn't be able to find the right words to describe what I was feeling.

But, here I am... Back at the same place, where it all started. I couldn't leave, something was simply just pulling me back.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" my father shouted

I looked at him, trying to speak, or maybe even shout. But no words were coming out of my mouth.

"You found him! You had him right in front of you, you fucking talked to him!"

"I-"

"You had a perfect chance to take him and bring him here! What the fuck were you thinking? You're such a coward Zayn. How are you even our son? You're not acting like a Devil now, where's that beautiful dark side inside you that was here a few days ago?"

"It's right fucking here!" I shouted as I stood up "Don't you dare tell me I'm a coward, ever again. And that I'm not acting like a Devil, because I am. I'm a Devil and I'll prove it to you if you don't believe in it!"

"Okay, I'm waiting. Prove it to me! Bring him here and lock him all alone in the basement."

I rolled my eyes, turning around as I walked away. I'm gonna prove this to him, all of it. I don't give a fuck about that stupid little prick. He's just an Angel like everybody else, it's just that he has exactly what I need the most, and I'm gonna use that no matter what.

I walked out of the institute, spreading my wings open as I flew back to that place, I can't believe I'm here again. But, not anymore after I get to him.

I smirked, stepping down at the ground slowly. I followed my instructions, all those signals I got on my map...

I walked into the building, suddenly hearing a strange, quiet song in echoing down the hall. It really did sound like the song was playing and someone was mumbling the words all along.

To be honest, it sounded so beautiful. I slowly started walking through the hall, getting closer and closer to where the voice was coming from. Suddenly, it all stopped. I couldn't walk. I couldn't move at all.

"What the-" I whispered, touching the air around me as I tried to feel if I was trapped inside of something, and I was. I placed my palm in front of me and burnt my hand a little. Fuck. I clenched my teeth, trying to hold back a scream.

"Is anybody here?" I shouted, waiting for an answer

Buzt nothing. Or so I thought.

I listened closely, suddenly hearing a sound of footsteps as someone was walking towards me. I sucked on some air, finally seeing someone entering the room. A silhouette.

"You came back, hmm?" he asked, and I instantly knew who that voice belongs to "Nice to see you, Zayn." even though I couldn't see his face, he smirked. I just know it, I could feel it.

"What the fuck do you want now?" I rolled my eyes, groaning

"You." he stepped closer "Obviously."

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