You're My Light

When Zayn stumbles upon a girl who has many secrets and cuts herself he decides to take her in. She doesn't trust him at first and is quick to try to escape. But he keeps her firmly trying to protect from herself. As she realizes she can overcome the hurt, the two fall for each other. Then a horrible event occurs, but the boys don't see it as too tragic. Will her secrets all be revealed? Only Zayn can bring the light back to her darkness and vanquish the evils that haunt her.


24. Accident

Charlotte POV

                    I had taken a knife from Zayn's knife holder earlier. I didn't need it at that second but knew I would need it soon. After Zayn tried to pressure me into accepting the modeling job or the opening act I stormed upstairs. As I got to the top, I turned to slam the door but Liam was faster and prevented it from closing. "Go away Liam." I growled.

                    "No Charlotte. We don't have to talk but I'm not leaving," He said.

                    "Whatever!" I exclaimed, infuriated with rage. I stormed over to the bed and sit down, facing away from him.  "You understand why right?" I asked in a whisper after two minutes of silence.

                    "Yes. Zayn was just so set on getting you to do something normal that he wasn't thinking about what could happen as a result," He answered. I got off of the bed and walked over to the window. There was a cool breeze outside and it refreshed me. I stood there like that in silence for a while longer. I heard the door open and close again before I felt a hand on my shoulder.

                     "Eleanor no. I'm not going to break down so stop. Just go away," I snapped at her, stepping away.

                     "I never said you were going to break down. I'm just trying to be your friend," She replied.

                     "Well then stop that too," I responded and sat down. I couldn't handle them all babying me. It was too much to think about and to take in. I should've just left then, but I didn't. 

                      "Whatever happened in the past, is in the past. Nothing should be worried about now," She said guessing partly of what I was thinking about.

                      "Eleanor if you are really my friend you will just go. You don't know the half of it so stop trying to tell me how it works!" I almost yelled at her. She placed a hand on my arm to try to make me calm down. I figured she wouldn't leave until I looked stable so I softened my expression.

                      "It's okay. Just relax. Everything will be fine," She told me, allowing me to lay down and putting the blanket on me. I gritted my teeth and waited for her to leave.

                       "I'm not going to go," I lied convincingly and hoped she believed it.  After four minutes I rotated and winced when the mattress creaked beneath me. Eleanor was no where in sight so i climbed out. I reached underneath the mattress and grabbed the knife before sneaking into the bathroom and locking the door.

                        I stare in the mirror and debate what it is that I'm about to do. Not living would make everyone's lives easier. Zayn wouldn't have to worry, I would be free of the guilt, and Emily would be free of me. "Charlotte, luv, let me in," Zayn's voice interrupted my thoughts. 

                       I tell him that I'm and he replies by saying I don't have to because he is sorry for not understanding. I remind him that this isn't just because of one reason. I sit in the corner of the bathroom as tears roll down my cheeks. I convince myself that this is what is best and get ready to die. The world turns fuzzy around the corner and then all of my vision turns blurry. I see the door open and bring the knife up to my neck, knowing my opportunity is closing. Suddenly I feel a sharp pain in my left side and feel a flash of energy. I look up to Zayn and for a second my vision focuses. I attempt to show him how upset I am at him as my limbs fall useless to my sides. "What's going on? I feel like I can't move," I cry.

                       Zayn picks me up and carries me to our room. I lay there numb, trying to figure out what had happened. I begin to panic on the inside about how Josh is going to get to me and then when I can feel my body again I talk to Zayn. He says that I'll be safe and that I should just sleep.


                       In the morning I don't dare move from Zayn's arms. I silently cry and try not to get Zayn wet. "Charlotte it's okay," Zayn's voice whispers.

                       "You weren't supposed to be awake," I reply, turning away from him.

                       "You weren't supposed to turn away," He says stroking my hair.

                        "Can we not talk about last night?" I ask.

                        "Well we are going to talk about it eventually but I guess we don't have to today," He answers.

                        "Let's go to the park," I suggest, thinking of how the park reminds me of my old home and I might as well use emotional pain to cover up more emotional pain. 

                        "I don't think that's a good idea. Maybe we should just hang out here today," He responds. The doorbell rings downstairs and I run to go get it. I open the door and see two little girls. 

                        "Do you want to buy some cookies?" One of them asks.

                        "Zayn!!!! Can we get cookies?" I yell to him upstairs as he makes his way down.

                         "Sure. Hold on one second," He replies, turning around to get his wallet upstairs. 

                         I motion for the girls to wait and then run to the bathroom. I quickly put up my hair and wash my face. "Tell him I'm going to start walking to the park," I request of the girls.

                         They nod and smile as I brush past them. I start walking slowly towards the park and when I turn to see Zayn behind me I take off at a sprint. I look at him as I start running. "CHARLOTTE!" Zayn screams. I turn just in time to see a car coming straight at me. I freeze where I am and feel stuck in my place as the vehicle collides with my bodice. 

"Be alert! Accidents hurt."

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