"Can we talk?" I asked him sniffing and wiping my tears.
"Um, yeah, sure, where?" Zayn replied.
"Can I come to yours? I..." I stopped.
"I get it. Where are you? Let me pick you up."
"I'm outside the Brichford Hotel." I said wiping tears. "I'll explain everything."
"I'll be there in 10. Stay put."
"Ok." I said simply. We hung up and I sat with my back against the building waiting for Zayn to show up. As promised, he showed up around 10 minutes later. I stood up and opened the door. I sat and pulled on my seatbelt, all the while staying silent. He opened his mouth.
"Can we wait until we get to your place?" I said first. He nodded. We rode a silent ride to Zayn's house. It was kinda awkward since we used to be pretty close but stopped talking after Harry and I got together.
When we pulled up his drive, he unlocked the doors and hopped out of the car. I opened my door and stepped out, following him into his house. He opened the door for me and I walked inside, heading right to the living room and sitting down on the couch. He sat down next to me and waited for me to start. I took a deep breath.
"Harry and I aren't together anymore." I said quietly.
"I know." He said. I looked at him questioningly.
"Harry, Niall, Louis, and I were at Louis'. Liam walked into the room and Harry tried to attack him. Louis and Niall had to keep him back. They currently aren't speaking." He answered.
"What about you and Harry? Did he say anything?" I inquired.
"He isn't too happy with me but we're still talking. Just... awkwardly."
"Oh. I'm sorry." I said. He shrugged.
"He said you didn't tell him though." Great, I know where this was heading. "He got it from a paper in his mailbox from a person called Em. Do you know an Em? Or Emily? Harry's never dated an Emily..."
"It's not Emily or Em. It's the letter M." I muttered.
"What?" He asked very confused. So I proceeded to tell him about the texts I was getting.
"So someone has been terrorizing you since your sister's death and mom's disappearance?" He clarified. I nodded.
"It's been really hard trying to keep this from people, and it's scary to think that someone knows exactly what's happening at every moment in my life. She even knew stuff about my mom that I didn't even know."
"What do you mean?" Zayn asked.
"She sent a note..." I faded off and reached into my coat pocket. I pulled out a little note. "She sent a note to the police station, her first note."
"What's it say?" He asked. I handed it to him.
"'I just told her the girl and Daniel were dead. It wasn't that hard to get her to come.'" He read out loud. I nodded.
"She took my mom. She told her that I was dead, and that my dad was dead." I said. "She thinks I'm dead..."
"Brandin... I don't know what to say." Zayn said after a while. I looked at him.
"Neither do I. But you have to promise me that you can't tell anyone." I said earnestly.
"Why? We should tell the police!" He exclaimed starting to stand. I grabbed his wrist.
"No! You can't! They'll think that I took my mom and that I'm pretending to be my dead sister Michaela to scare them all." I said shaking my head. "Just promise me that you won't. Swear it." I looked him in the eye. He nodded slowly.
Right then both our phones beeped. I closed my eyes.
"How much you wanna bet that's M?" I laughed but with no humor.
"You shouldn't joke about that." Zayn said seriously.
"Sorry..." I said quietly. We pulled out our phones and looked at them. They each said the same thing:
"Promises are meant to be broken. -M."
K i don't know how long the book will go but it will end not soon, but pretty soon.... like 10-15 chapters. Thanks for coming along for the ride! Love you all <3