The Ghost of Malik Manor (z.s). *ON HOLD*

How He Became!!

Pretend this is Trisha singing. Play this when 🗡️ pops up I like this version because its the full song and the girl singing has no music in the background so it sounds like someone just singing.

Febuary 14th, 1708

Darkness. Pure Darkness. The blindfold around his eyes was stopping any light from passing through. The ropes tied to his wrists and ankles were starting to burn the more he moved. 

Pain, terror, and hope lying in the man's brain. Pain from the ropes and  cut marks on him, terror that she might come back and hurt him more, and hope that this will all be over. 

Zayn Malik had these things running through his mind as he just experienced horror. His girlfriend of 3 years, Gigi, drugged him and the next thing he knew he awoken, tied to a bed.

 Gigi started cutting tiny scratches with a razor blade into his skin. She laughed at him. Last thing he remembered was getting blindfolded with the long scarf he brought Gigi for her birthday.

He thought she loved him. Zayn loved her. She fell in love with someone by the name Joe Jonas (idk). She looks at Zayn with hate and disgust now. It's Valentines Day and they should be out riding in his carriage and watching the plays in town. 

"AHHHHH" A blood curling scream came from inside the room. "MOM?" Zayn screamed. 

The blindfold was taken from his eyes. He could see the full moon shining into his room, the blood on the purple silk sheets, ropes buring into his flesh, and the face of the devil herself. 

"L-let me go." Zayn croaked out quietly. You could barely hear him. Gigi's evil laugh echoed through the room. "Aww sweetheart , I promise I'll let you go after I deal with your little family." That was when Zayn noticed his family cowering before him. His sisters were terrified, his father had no expression, and his mother was crying. 

"Leave them alone Gigi!" Zayn yelled in her face. A harsh slap was all he recived back. She had a knife in her hand ready to kill. Zayn screamed until his lungs burned. 

His sisters stopped being scared and accepted their fate. His father, Yaser, did not move and his mother, Trisha, started singing the lullaby she used to sing to him as a child.

🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️ If you don't like death please skip this. Play Song now. May have to pause it a few times to read. 

Deep in the meadow, under the willow.
A bed of grass, a soft green pillow.
Lay down your head, and close your eyes.

Yaser was gone first. Gigi stabbed him in the temple and he immediately died. Zayn will always remember playing cricket with him when he was a child. The way he taught Zayn to read, write, do math, and be the man he is today. Yaser didn't scream or fight. He went through with it.

And when they open, the sun will rise. 

Here it's safe, and here it's warm.

Here the daisies guard you from every harm.

Waliyha was next. A stab in the throat. She looked at Zayn and she teared up. He will always remember the way Wali's eyes would light up when she saw a dress, or how she would call him to come kill a spider for her, or how she would talk about her friends in class. 

Her tan skin was now tear stained and her brown eyes were now covered by her eyelids in a forever slumber. She was too young.

Here your dreams are sweet, and tomorrow brings them true.
Here is the place where I love you.