Where Do Broken Hearts Go?

Chapter 8- Protect You

I woke up to the sound of a door slamming and a dark voice calling, "Zaayynnnn? Are you home my little pet?"

I sat up and reached beside me, feeling Zayn there, he too sleeping. I hadn't even meant to fall asleep, not that I regretted it or anything. We had just been cuddling and now I'm waking up to this crazy ass voice searching for my Zayn.

"Did you just call him your Zayn?" I thought to myself, quickly shaking away the shock that grabbed at me.

"ZAYN MALIK!" I heard the dark voice scream this time and soon felt Zayn's body collid with mine as he sat up.

"Liam, go to my bathroom and for everything you hold dear to you, stay there." Zayn growled into my ear and lightly shoved me towards the bathroom that was attached to his bedroom. Willingly I went, finding a corner and sitting there. I couldn't see a damn thing as I had forgotten to turn on the lights, but I figured it was better if I was hidden as maybe the person would be nicer to Zayn.

*Zayn's P.O.V.*

I quickly walked down the stairs, knowing damn well who was there waiting for me.

"Yeah?" I whispered as I reached the last step and stared down at my feet.

A harsh slap across my face caused me to gasp and reach up to touch my face.

"What took you so long?" The voice was filled with anger and I looked up to meet his cold stare. It was my dad, Yaser. What I had ever done to make him hate me, I'll never know.

"I was sleeping." I spoke louder, knowing he'd hit me harder if he couldn't hear me.

"Who the fuck said you could sleep?!" He growled and delivered a punch to my face, making me stumple back and land harshly onto the stairs. I winced and stayed still, not daring to move.

"I-I-I was ti-tired." I stuttered out, instantly regretting it when two strong hands grabbed me by the fabric on my shirt and lifted me.

"Worthless pieces of shit like you don't sleep! Do you fucking understand me, child?!"  Yaser spat into my face, my eyes clenched as I nodded, "fucking tool!" He hollared before throwing me down the second flight of stairs.

I yelped as I hit the bottom, every bone in my body screamed with agony and it was everything I had not to release those screams.

*Liam's P.O.V.*

I could hear loud bangs and even cries of pain radiating from downstairs. Everything in me screamed to go down there, to see what was going on but I couldn't. Not just because Zayn had told me not too but also because I physically couldn't. I was absolutely frozen with fear and my heart was beating so loudly I wondered if they could hear it.

Just as I had finally convinced myself to get up and go help him, I heard heavy footfalls and small whimpers that I reasoned to be Zayn's. However the footfalls weren't, they were to clunky and to harsh sounding.

The light to his bedroom was flicked on and I hid deeper into my corner behind the door, praying they wouldn't come in here. I managed to turn my head and see through the crack of the door, instantly seeing Zayn pinned to the bed by his dad (what was his name? Yaser? I think so...) and my heart began pounding faster. Yaser sat on top of Zayn, striking at Zayn's face till blood fell from a cut and his nose.

"Please..." Zayn whimpered, reaching up to cover his face, only for his dad to pin down his hands.

"Do you want my cock in your ass? Of course you do, don't you?"

My heart stopped dead in my chest and my blood refused to flow. What had he just said? Instantly I turned away and tried not to gasp. I heard the sound of a zipper whirl and I didn't know what to do, should I stay? Should I go stop him?

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Hiii everyone !

Sorry for not updating, I've been extremely down lately and I have exams soon here :/

I'll try and update a little more, but I'm still trying to pick myself up and all, so please don't be mad !

Soooo, what do y'all think is going to happen? While Liam stop Yaser or not? Leave your guesses in the comments ! I want to know what y'all think !

~Anastasia~