Abused A Zarry Story

Chapter 16

Zayn's Pov:

The next morning I get up, and can barely move.

Every step I take, it feels like I'm burning.

Like I threw my whole body in a fire, and just let myself burn to death.

I walk as slowly as I can, but it's still very painful.

Short shallow breaths, come out, as I exhale, and I make it to the bathroom.

I was so very pale, I wasn't tan or anything before, but hell now I looked like a vampire.

My whole face, was a chalky pale white color.

All I needed was fangs, and some blood, and I was good to go.

I was so disgusting.

When I ripped off the remainders of my shirt, there were shallow slices up and down my chest.

That was going to be hard to hide.

So I bandages my self, as best as I could.

Then I pick out an outfit for school.

I had to go, there was no way, I could get away with it again.

Alan would definitely find out.

After last night, I wasn't about to test his patience anymore.

I would just let Alan do whatever he wanted to me, I was worthless anyways.

I grabbed my backpack, and out my headphones into my ears.

Music helped a little, but not much.

I walked to school, and gathered all my books, and shoved them into my backpack.

This took way more effort than I could give, and I almost cried in pain.

But I couldn't not here, I needed to get to Bio.

So with a lot pep talks in my head, I made my way to Biology.

For once I wasn't the first person in the class.

I had taken so long, the class was already half full.

But I was glad I was in Advanced Biology.

It seemed more interesting, and more difficult.

More labs, but that would require partners, the only downfall.

The teacher was very enthusiastic, and I found myself intently listening.

It was very easy to focus, and pay attention.

She gave us homework though.

Research a organism, and write a one page paper on your research.

I was kind so excited to be honest, I was probably the only one.

All the other kids seemed annoyed, but I eagerly opened my notebook, and wrote down different topics.

The bell rings, and I know exactly what I'm going to research.

As I'm walking to second period, I'm kind of limping.

Hoping nobody notices, I try walking normally.

But Harry spots me, and walks over.

"Zayn about yesterday," Harry trails off.

"I know you are just worried but I'm fine Harry really," I say faking a smile.

I've used it so often, I don't remember what it even feels like to be happy anymore.