Ever since you started middle school, you have always been bullied for 1) Being black 2) Being beautiful and the latest addition 3) Being a celebrity sister.
If they're not insulting my skin color then they're insulting me for being beautiful or insulting for spoiling the perfect family. I was adopted when I was a child I assume I should be a month old since mom had my childhood phone from when I was a baby, when I started growing older, I started noticing I look nothing like my parents or siblings but I didn't put to much into till I got to know I was adopted and everything changed from there.You started distancing yourself from your family and doing more chores at home trying to make yourself feel less guilty about freeloading off the family. You stopped eating in the dining table with them and only ate when they had finished in your room and you stopped reacting when your parents or siblings scolded you. You felt grateful to them for raising you and wanted to please them the best you could.
At first your mum thought the shock of finding out you were adopted was traumatising so she had let you vent out for a while but it continued for almost a year and she was losing her mind. She couldn't fathom how her baby was acting as a stranger in her own house. She and your dad had spoken to you about it and you felt really bad making them worry so you could only try to minimize your distance, your sisters were devastated, there was no more nightly talks and no more playful fighting, you only smiled at them gratefully and declined any activities with them.
And in the midst of all these, you were still being heavily bullied. You felt the entire world on your shoulders. You didn't want to disturb your parents we this, you were already grateful enough to have a roof on your head and you didn't want to cause more trouble so you hid your pain and bruises. At age 13 and you were already emotionally drained.
Today was another day of torture, you were grateful you attended a different school from your sister Waliyha or you would have put her in harms way if she wanted to defend you."Hey monkey" Raina called smirking, she was one of your major bullies, she have been bullying you for a year and you really couldn't do anything. "I'm talking to you bitch" she said hitting my stomach, you dry heaved coughing "Yes Raina" you said keeping your head low, the last time you looked her in the eyes she had punched you in the eye "I heard your brother was hosting a concert, so I'll want both a VIP ticket and a backstage pass for me and three of my friends" she said with so much authority. Hearing about your brother, you felt tears welling up in your eyes, you and Zayn has become so estranged that you only see him a few times, he grew tired of your attitude and kept his distance "I don't think I'll be able to....." before you could finish talking, you felt yourself fall down hitting your head hard on the floor and passing out.
When you woke up, you heard sobbing and cussing, your head aching painfully, you groaned catching the attention of the people in the room "Baby, are you OK?" you looked up to see your mum with tears in her eyes making your eyes water "Mom..." you called before embracing her crying, you both cried together.
Your mom was sitting on your with you tucked in her bosom, you felt safe there and you loved the love she was oozing out.
"Baby why didn't you tell me or your dad" she asked as she affectionately rubbed your cheeks "I didn't want to be a bother" you mumbled your voice small, your dad and mum shared a look "(n/n) is it because you're adopted?" your dad asked looking hurt, you avoided his gaze pouting, you really didnt mean to hid it from them "....yes daddy" "oh my sweet girl, you're our baby, we love you just as much as we love your siblings" dad said looking very sad "Zayn, Doniya and Waliyha are not here yet, you've been out for a month and your sisters went to support Zayn, today's the third day of the concert and we've already told the girls to inform Zayn that you're awake" Mum said with a wide smile "He won't even care" you whispered thinking no one will here "(n/n) your brother hasn't been functioning properly since the accident and he was more devastated when he knew it was because of his concert tickets that you were assaulted" dad said smiling sadly, your eyes widen "I thought he hated me" "of course not, I love my baby sister a lot" you turned to see Zayn at the door with your sisters, tears in their eyes, you assumed they would have been there for a while and heard everything "Zaynie, Wali, Niya" you called looking at them tearfully "I'm so sorry you think that I hate you, I just wanted to give you space, I didn't know how to make you feel better" he said smiling sadly "I'm so sorry to everyone, I thought I was unwanted and a burden, I thought you didn't want me and I wanted to repay you guys for everything you had done for me, I forgot you were my family, I forgot how much I love and respect each one of you, I hope you can forgive me" you said looking expectantly at them, before you knew it you were in a bear hug with your family feeling really happy "We love you so much" they said making you more happy.
"Anyways, I thought you guys were at the concert?" you asked looking at your siblings curiously "we rushed here as soon as we heard you were awake, thankfully it was Zayn's last song for the concert" Waliyha said, you hummed in understanding "I love you guys" you said laughing "And we love you too goofball" we all laughed and I was happy I was finally reconciled with my family.
Author's note
Wow........ 1000 plus words, I have really outdone myself and you are so welcome.
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FanfictionI'm writing from the view point of a black Nigerian girl, requests are open, I do not do personal preference or imagines