As I watched Zayn kiss that girl, I felt like someone had ripped my heart out of my chest. I let out a gasp and Zayn turns his attention towards me and so does the blonde haired bitch. She smirks at me and I wanna slap that smile right off of her fucking face. Tears begin to fall down my cheeks and I bite my lip to keep me from breaking down right in front of him.
"It looks like you've already moved on," I say trying to hold back my tears.
Fuck him. Fuck everything. This is what I get for having hope...
I run away from Zayn and push through the millions of people in this club.
I need to get out of here. I have to get out of here.
I don't know where I'm going, but I know it's gonna be far away from here. I hear Zayn calling for me among the crowd of people but I don't stop and wait for him. Hearing his voice just causes my feet to move faster.
I finally run through the back door of the club and the cold winter air hits me. The fact that I don't have a jacket on doesn't phase me at all. I continue to run in my high heels through the cold streets of Jersey, not looking back at all.
Suddenly I hear footsteps coming behind me and I feel a hand wrap around my wrist.
"Where the fuck do you think you are going?" Will growls at me.
"Away from you," I snap back before trying to break his grasp.
Will squeezes my wrist harder now, to the point that it's almost painful. "You aren't going anywhere," he growls. "You seriously tried to fucking run away from me again?"
Yes. Yes I did. I need a break from fucking everything. I'm tired of just fucking everything...
"Yes," I respond bravely. Will growls at me again, which I think is his attempt of trying to intimidate me. But it doesn't work.
Next thing I know, I feel a stinging feeling on my left cheek and I fall to the ground. "You just sla-slapped me."
I feel tears start to well up in my eyes as I hold my cheek.
"Get up!" he shouts at me. I look at Will's face and realize that he is a completely different person. This isn't Will standing in front of me...
I don't know who is standing in front of me.
I stand up slowly and cannot find the words to speak.
"We're leaving. Now," he says.
Will grabs my wrist and pulls me along with him and I just let him.
I don't have the will to fight back anymore...or anything.
We make it back to the club and I haven't said one word to Will. He pulls me along with him through the crowd of people. I bump into a few people and receive a few scoffs in return and some people tell me to go "fuck myself."
Too bad my life is already fucked.
I see a pair of blue eyes among the crowd and they look straight into mine. I can't decide if Damon seeing me is a good thing or a bad thing. But, I think it's probably a good thing...
Damon pushes through the millions of people to stop right in front of me and Will.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," he says. "Are you both already leaving?" he asks. "Stay. Please."
I hear Will clear his throat and he responds to Damon with a small smile. "I'm afraid we have to Damon," he says. "Mari hurt herself and we need to go get it checked out."
Damon eyes meet my cheek and his eyes widen. "Holy shit," he says. "How did this happen?" he asks.
Will turns his attention towards me and I see a flicker of darkness in his eyes. Obviously he's waiting for me to respond.
"I uh-fell," I say, trying to not sound nervous at all. "Stupid fucking ice," I say before letting out a small chuckle. The last thing I want is for Will to hit me again.
"You fell pretty fucking hard then," he says before touching my cheek. His touch makes the skin on my cheek, which is probably inflamed now, burn. I flinch back and his eyes fill with sympathy. "Let me fix that for you," he says while looking me in the eyes.
"No it's fine Damon," Will interjects. "She'll be just fine, I'll clean her up when we get home."
I know good and fucking well that Will wouldn't try to help me once we got home. He would probably just look at me with eyes full of disgust and disappointment, just like mom and dad used to look at me.
The thought of Will looking at me like that makes my stomach flip.
"I insist William," Damon says. "I won't hurt her. It should only take a few minutes anyway."
Will sighs and nods his head at Damon. A small smile spreads across his face but I know that deep down inside he's seething.
"Fine," he says before letting out a small laugh.
"Come with me darling," Damon says before smiling.
As Damon walks away from me, Will grabs my wrist and forces me to look up at him. "If you fucking say one word about what just happened, I will make your life a living hell."
"Too bad it already fucking is," I growl at him through my teeth before snatching my wrist out of his grasp and walking away.
(heyyy! so I hope ya liked this chapter! please leave a comment! I love reading your commentsss! :D
so yeah Will's a dick ha. He's a serious dick. But, do you think Mari I going to say anything to Damon about Will? or do you think she's just gonna cover for him?
also i have some news!yes! there is a sequel in the making right now lol. I wonder if I should have told you this sooner but oh well lol. but please leave a comment and lemme know what you think! because I really need to know lol :)
but anywaysssssss, thanks for reading! and i'll see ya on sundayyy! xx :D (btw this story only needs 2 more hearts for a double updateee! :D)