My phone starts to ring and I frantically search for it before finding it in my pocket.
"Boss...we still have no sign of Mari."
I feel my breath hitch in my throat. I sigh and grab my hair angrily. "You aren't fucking trying hard enough," I snarl through my teeth.
"NO!" I shout and I am most certain that my voice can be heard outside the house. "YOU AREN'T FUCKING TRYING HARD ENOUGH! WHERE THE FUCK IS MY SISTER?"
"We don't know boss."
"WELL YOU BETTER FUCKING FIND HER!" I shout. "SEND EVERYBODY FOR HER! ONCE YOU FIND HER FUCKING BRING HER BACK TO ME!"
I hear the guy sigh and he starts to speak again. "We'll be right on it sir."
"You better fucking be," I say before hanging up. I throw my phone up against the wall and it shatters into a million pieces.
Oh well, I can get a fucking new one...
I sit at the table, cracking my knuckles and clenching my jaw. I wanna punch something right now. I slam my fist repeatedly into the wooden table to the point that my knuckles are bleeding.
I get up and walk to the bathroom and wash my hands. I look up at the mirror and barely recognize myself with bags underneath my eyes from the lack of sleep I've had in the past couple days...
My blood shot eyes from the amount of drinking I have done...all because of Mari.
I walk out of the bathroom before I punch something else and go into my office. I sit in my chair and stare out the large, glass window.
"Where the fuck are you Mari?" I whisper as I crack open another beer.
I walk into the club with the boys' at my side, the music flooding my ears. Everyone's eyes turn and look at us and we just continue to walk inside. Several girls instantly walk up to the boys' and start fluttering their eyelashes and flipping their hair. Some of them even pull their dresses down to make their boobs practically pop out even fucking more...if that's even fucking possible.
I walk away in disgust and head towards the bar. "I need a drink!" I yell. Still I have no response and the girl bartender just roles her eyes at me. "Excuse me?" I say with an irritated tone. The bartender continues to talk with these other girls and takes one more glance at me.
You know what? Fuck this.
"Hey bitch?" I yell at her as I begin to walk towards her. "I'm fucking talking to you," I snarl.
I'm not in the mood for petty bullshit tonight. I just want one simple thing...a fucking drink. Is that too much to ask for?
"Excuse me?" the girl says with an annoying high pitched voice.
"Yes, I'm talking to you," I reply with a fake smile on my face. "Now come down here and fucking give me a drink...which is your fucking job."
"Sure thing miss," the girl says in a fake, snobby way and I nod in approval as I am satisfied with myself.
The girl walks towards the drink counter and pours something in a cup and adds a different type of drink to form some sort of mixture. Then she walks in front of me and holds it out in front of her. Suddenly the girl pours the drink on my head and I feel the alcohol run down my clothes.
"You fucking bitch," I say through my teeth. Next thing I know I grab the girl by her hair and smash her head into the bar table. She screams in pain. "Bitch!" I shout before letting her go. She stands up and has blood dripping down the side of her face. I hear several gasps nearby.
"Is that all you got bitch?" she says before wiping the blood away.
I laugh at her. "You really wanna try me huh?" I smirk at her and hop over the counter and trample her. "YOU WANNA A PIECE OF ME BITCH?" I shout while punching her.
Suddenly, I feel a pair of arms wrap around me and pull me off of the girl. She is now laying there with her eyes slightly open.
"What the fuck are you doing Mari?" Niall shouts before walking over to the poor girl. I look up to see who has me and I realize it's Harry, who's face is slightly red and solid.
"Let's get out of here," Louis mumbles. Harry tosses me over his shoulder and starts to walk. "LET ME GO BACK!" I shout. "LET ME FINISH BEATING HER ASS!"
"Shut up Mari," Harry growls through his teeth. Suddenly the cold air hits me and I am outside in the cold. Louis opens up the car door and Harry throws me in.
"There's no need to fucking throw me," I growl.
"Shut up," he says before shutting the door.
Next thing I know, Niall and Liam are in the back sitting beside me.
"Why did yo-"
"Don't say a word," Niall says while looking at me with his cold, blue eyes. "Zayn is going to deal with you when we get back." Niall turns away from me and I sit still...just staring off into space until we get home where I will have to face the one person I don't wanna see right now.
I'm woken up by the sound of shouting coming from downstairs. I walk down the stairs and I find Mari, with her hair and clothes wet.
"What the fuck happened?" I ask while looking Mari up and down.
"Why don't you fucking ask her?" Niall spits at me before walking away.
I walk over to Mari and look her dead in the eyes. "What happened?"
"Nothing," she responds before biting her lip. "Absolutely nothing."
"She's lying," Harry says before making eye contact with Mari.
I clench my jaw and rub my face with my hand. "Don't lie to me Mari," I say through my teeth. "Now fucking tell me what happened."
"I got into a fight," she says as a smile spreads across her face.
"You didn't get into a fight," Harry says sternly. "You almost killed the poor girl for Christ sake."
"YOU ALMOST KILLED SOMEONE?" I shout.
Mari moves her hair behind her ear and then licks her lips. "I didn't alm-"
"Shh. Don't come up with anymore excuses," I say cutting her off from saying anything else. "You can leave boys'. I need to talk to Mari alone."
The rest of the boys' walk away, not making any eye contact with Mari. They look so fucking pissed. I turn my attention back to Mari. I grab her wrist and pull her up the stairs, wincing a little bit because my side hurts still from earlier.
"Let go of me Zayn!" she hisses.
"Shut the fuck up," I mumble.
I make it up the stairs with my hand still wrapped around Mari's wrist. I pull her into her room and shut the door behind us.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I shout while looking Mari dead in the eyes.
"The bitch fucking asked for it Zayn!" she shouts. "She's lucky I didn't fucking kill her!"
I sigh and grab my hair with one hand. "Do you understand how irresponsible that was Mari?!" I shout. "You fucking had all of the attention in the world. Do you realize that someone could have tried to kill you if they knew who you were?"
"I don't care Zayn," she says. "Nobody's going to lay a finger on me."
"Oh my fucking god!" I shout. "Do you hear yourself right now?" I shout in her face.
"STOP FUCKING SHOUTING!"
"NO!" I shout back.
Mari plops on the bed and screams in her pillow.
"You know what?" I say. "You aren't allowed to go anywhere else. You are only permitted to stay in this room from now on. Do you understand me?"
Mari looks up at me and rolls her eyes. "I'm not a fucking child Malik," she spits at me.
"Well then stop acting like a damn child and fucking grow up!" I shout.
Mari looks at me and looks defeated. I watch as her eyes kind of fill with hurt. "Just go," she says. "I'm tired and I would like to get some sleep."
"I'm not done with yo-"
"FUCKING GET OUT!" she screams at me. "GET THE FUCK OUT!" Tears are now streaming down her face.
I sigh and head towards the door. I grab the door handle and walk out before shutting the door behind me.
Seeing her brown eyes fill with tears...right in front of me...killed me.
What have I done?