Don't Play With Me // A Zendaya {and Justin Bieber} Fanfiction

Fourteen

*Zendaya's POV*

I woke up the next morning to sounds of sirens roaring.

Confused, I got up and looked out the window. All I could see were police cars, followed by ambulances speeding down the street.

That's odd.

I got dressed, then went to the bathroom to freshen up.

I skipped down the stairs and headed to the kitchen.

I found a note on the table:

Hey Daya,
Went to the store,
Be back soon (:
Mum

When did she leave? I staarted to panick because of all the squad cars and ambulances in my surburb.

i sprinted up the stairs to get my phone.

I picked it up and dialed my mother's number.

No answer.

I tried to calm myself down but I needed to know what was going on.

I opened my laptop and searched "Los Angeles" in the news section of google.

My eyes widened to the first link:

"L.A supermarket shooting: 4 dead"

My breathing started getting heavier and tears started to form in my eyes.

It might not be her.

She might not be there.

My thoughts were telling me things that I couldn't justify.

I slammed my laptop lid shut and ran for the TV remote.

I switched on channel 7, hoping that a news story would be on.

It was.

"In recent news, there has been a stooting at a Los Angeles store near Summerville. The shooting has left 4 people dead and 3 injured. The dead have been identified as John Stacy, Katrina Hoffman, Robyn Gomez and Tatiana Fezman and the injured have been identified as Kate Holloway, Joseph Fallon and Claire Stoermer-"

My heart stopped.

My emotions were in this massive rollercoaster.

I punched the table out of a confusion of emotions- which smashed into pieces and I sprinted out the door.

Summerville was only a 10 minute walk but the store was on the opposite side of the suburb.

I sprinted on the sidewalk but sometimes there were people in the way so I ran on the road.

I nearly got hit by a car twice, but that was the furthest thing from my mind.

Endless tears were sprinting down my face and into the air.

A apprached the front of the store in a about 5 minutes to find people crying, cars everywhere, police cars, and ambulances. My only focus was looking for my mother.

I ran around to all the ambulances, asking around to find her.

I asked one of the paramedics and they told me she was immediately rushed to a hospital across town.

Without even thinking, I started sprinting towards the hospital.

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