The driver stopped and I was pushed out of the car. I heard voices all around me but I couldn't make out what they were saying. I felt a bad presence walking towards me.
"Boss we got her." Someone said.
I felt as weak as ever. I was lifted and I slammed into someone's chest. I knew it was a male by the way his chest felt. He was muscular and he smelt nice. I grabbed hold of whoever had me because my legs were giving out on me. I was weak so weak. I felt like I was going to pass out any second.
"I'll bring her with me. The rest of you can go."
His voice sounded familiar, but I couldn't really tell. My mind was blacking out and I passed out on whoever had me.
I woke up and let my eyes adjust to the light and I then noticed one of Zayn's members standing in front of me.
"You killed Max, Jade, and James!" Julliard screamed and I felt his pistol on my head. "You deserve to die."
He put the gun closer and closer on my temple and it started to dig into my skin. I screamed and tried to move, but I was tied to a damn chair. He cocked the gun and put it back on my temple and I looked at him and smiled.
"Go right ahead. Kill me."
My heart started to pound and I stared deep in his brown gaze.
"Julliard don't." Zayn came walking in and Liam put the gun down to his side.
"You killed my girlfriend!" Zayn said and he moved to where I can only look at him.
Memories of us threatened to enter my mind. I can't think of him like that. I can't. I locked eyes with him.
"She was a slut anyways."
He cocked his head and his jaw tensed. He got up where he was towering me and I looked up to him. Smack! My head turned from the force and felt the stinging sensation on my cheek and I looked at him again.
"She slept with almost everyone that weren't loyal to you." I laughed.
"You should have heard her last words and it wasn't your name either."
I smiled and shifted in the chair and I looked back at his honey gaze. He came back towards me and put his gun at my head.
"You lying bitch!"
Smack! He slapped me harder and a tear fell out of my eye. I'm not going to cry! I kept telling myself. I looked back at him and his face beet red.
"Why would I lie?"
Smack! I felt weak and I used all my willpower to turn my head again. He pulled his gun from my head and handed it to Julliard. Zayn had his back to me and whispered something to Julliard and Julliard nodded. Julliard came towards me. He untied me and pushed me to the ground. Julliard picked me up and threw me over his shoulder and I closed my eyes and all the pain was making me weak, so weak that I couldn't move. He threw me back down and I looked at him again and he was standing in front of black double doors.
He unlocked one and picked me up by the arm and threw me in.
"Don't touch Zayn's stuff." Julliard said and he shut the door.
I sat up and heard the lock click. I looked at my surroundings and the room had a king sized bed with silky red sheets. He also had one dresser one each side of his bed and I turned where I was standing in front of his bed. Two doors stood beside each other. I walked to the left door first and opened it and it was his closet. I looked through his stuff. One side was girl clothes. Probably Jades. His room was way different then I remember. He must have changed rooms.
I was so tired of this bullshit. I can't believe Axel gave me to Zayn...
Axel didn't know about me and Zayn. I kept it a secret for years because Axel acted like he owned me even when we weren't dating. I sat down at his desk chair and I looked at all the things on the table. I picked up an antique that he had sitting on the desk. It was a wood carving of a wolf. Which I knew was Zayn's favorite animal.
I kept staring at the antique and someone roughly grabbed my wrist. The persons breathing was heavy and ragged and I sat there unable to move.. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I was afraid of what they might do. They roughly pulled my face towards theirs. I saw every inch of his face and I kept his honey now dark brown gaze. Zayn...
"I mean it when I say I don't want my stuff touched." he said as calmly as he could.
I stared at his alarm clock. 3:36 a.m. I traveled my eyes back to him and he kept his stare. He went to his bed and sat down at the edge and looked at me again.
"What do you want from me?" I asked.
"I don't want anything Jess."
The way he said my name made my heart yearn for him. I missed him.
"Why didn't you kill me earlier?" He asked.
"Because I ran into you unexpectedly."
He just sat there and looked deep in thought.
"Why didn't you kill me? I was in a perfect position for you to pull the trigger."
He had his head in his hands and he looked back up and ran his fingers through his hair.
"I was interrupted by someone screaming for me." He said letting out a sigh. "Guess why they were screaming for me?"
I just looked at him knowing the answer.
"I ran over to them and there was my girlfriend surrounded by blood and one of my most loyal friends lying next to her."
I just sat their listening. You could tell he was hurt, but I couldn't do anything about that now.
"I'm sorry for hitting you around like that earlier. I shouldn't have laid my hands on you. No matter what you've done."
I was shocked of what he said. Why is he being like this to me? I've killed important people and he is still treating me like its ok.
"Don't apologize like that. I killed them! I'm stupid. I followed Axel's orders and I killed people that haven't even done anything to me! I hate myself. I want to die!"
I just let all my emotions flow out. It's been years since I've been around Zayn. I'm being to open, but I didn't care. I hated myself. I just kept letting my tears spill. Why did I leave Zayn's side anyways? Why did I go to Axel!
Zayn came over to me and wiped my tears. My heart was pounding more than before and not for fear, but love... He was standing in front of me and I looked in his honey eyes. He kneeled down to become face to face level with me. He wiped the tears from my eyes and butterflies erupted from my stomach. I still love him, but that was years ago when we were together.
"You will be staying with me until I get things situated. Make yourself at home. I'm sure others will be happy that you are back and they will forgive you. I promise."
He removed his hand from my face and he left the room.
I left the room and l I knocked on every door in the house and told them to meet me in my office. They got up and followed. All of my gang came in and sat down.
"I'm going to keep Jess. I know what she's done, but she is still apart of us. She was here with us before half of you even became part of my gang. She has lost all innocence because of Axel." I said.
"Why do you want to keep her? She should be dead by now!" Julliard yelled.
Julliard lunged towards me, but Liam stepped in.
"Julliard stop." Liam said.
I looked at Liam and gave him a nod. He nodded back and I went on to what I was saying.
"No one will touch her or do anything with her, without my permission. Understand?"
Julliard ran out of the room and slammed the door and the rest of them said their yes sirs.
"I'll be out for a little." I said and left out the door.
I realized I fell asleep on Zayn's desk chair. I went straight to the bathroom and I plopped down on my knees. I threw up and my body was letting all the continents out of my stomach. I got back up and looked at myself in the mirror. I barely recognized myself. I looked ill. I stripped down and hopped in the shower and I turned to the knobs and made sure it was warm water. I let the water run down my body. The water made my muscles relax.
I turned the knobs off and hopped out of the shower. I grabbed the towel and wrapped it around my body and I slowly opened the bathroom door and ran to Zayn's closet. I went through her clothes and all of it was slutty. I grabbed a pair of high waisted shorts and one of her tank tops. The only thing that was half way decent. I left his closet and went to the bathroom and picked up my clothes and threw them into the hamper and I glanced at the clock and it said 10:16 a.m.
All of a sudden hunger hit me hard. I know Zayn said make myself at home. I didn't want to go anywhere without him. So many people out their hate me. I just knocked on the door to see if maybe someone could take me to the kitchen.
I waited for a second. Nothing.
"I'm hungry!" I called out and waited.
Still nothing. I put my back to the door and slid down and someone opened it and my head hit their shoes. I looked up and it was Liam. His hair was spiked up and messy and he was wearing a muscle tank and torn jeans. I stood up and looked at him.
He led me down series of hallways and elevators until we hit the cafeteria area. I felt like I was at school again. Everyone was sitting at lunch tables chatting it up. Occasionally some of them looked at me and whispered things to each other. I got death glares from a lot of people too. Liam talked to the chefs and he took me to a table and we sat down. The servers brought me a plate full of eggs, bacon, pancakes, and hash browns. I grabbed portions of it and chowed it down.
Liam nodded and I continued to eat. I felt like I haven't eaten in days. When I was done me and Liam stood up and I hit a large figure. He took his gun and pointed it at my head.
"What is she doing out Liam." he said.
"Zayn said make her feel like she's at home. You know what the orders are Julliard." Liam said and he stood next to me.
"I know the rules Liam."
People all over the cafeteria were staring at me. Julliard ran his fingers through his hair. He started to laugh.
"Why does't he just kill her already!" he said cocking the gun.
"We already talked about this last night." Liam said.
He pointed the gun towards Liam.
"Let's take this elsewhere Julliard."
Julliard nodded and I followed them... What's going to happen? Liam and Julliard stopped in a room, I'm guessing Liam's room.
"Julliard stop trying to change things that is not going to happen."
"Stop helping her." Julliard said.
Boom Boom! I looked at Liam who was now lying on the floor with two bullet holes in his left arm and Julliard ran off.
"Oh my god!" I yelled. He got up and sat on his bed.
"I knew that Fucker was going to do that."
Liam was always the strong and calm one. In the inside I was freaking the fuck out.
"I'll tell you what to do and you have to listen to me, okay?" Liam said holding his left arm, he winced and I nodded.
"Get the first aid kit in the bathroom cabinet."
I got up and went to the bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed the little box. I went back over and Liam looked at me and then the box and he nodded.
"Now I need you to pull the bullets out with the tweezers. No matter how much I scream keep going until you get it out."
I cringed at the thought. He removed his shirt and my eyes scanned over his muscles. I blushed because I haven't seen a body like his before. He lied his back on my lap so I can get access to his arm. I gently set my hand on his arm to steady myself and he relaxed. I've done this before for Axel, but I hated hearing people scream and I knew Liam was going to even though he thinks he is tough enough to handle it.
I held the tweezers and went for the first bullet hole. I dug and dug and finally I found it, but every time I tried to pull he made a grunt. I finally yanked it out and watched him. His eyes were closed and his breathing slowed. I went to the second bullet and it was deeper than the first one. I found the bullet and tried to pull, but Liam starting to scream at me. I tried pulling it again, but this time he started to yell.
"Stop....Dammit stop......Jess stop." I paused when he said my name. The way he said it hurt my heart, there was so much pain in his words.
I bent down and whispered in his ear.
"It's okay Liam. It's okay.."
He relaxed a little and I yanked the bullet out so fast that he couldn't even react and I got up and I came in with a wet rag. He was sitting up putting everything in the first aid kit. I stopped his hands and grabbed his left arm. I started to wipe the blood away. I threw the rag in the hamper and wrapped his arm.
"I'm so sorry Liam."
"It's fine. Julliard is just a trouble maker."
He laughed and gave me a playful smile.
"Thank you." He said.
I smiled and he smiled back. I just made conversation with him.
"Where's Zayn?" I asked.
Assuming he would know since he's Zayn's best friend.
"He's working on a few things, but while he's gone I'm going to be taking care of you."
"Oh ok. How long will he be gone?"
"For about a month, but it will go by fast. I promise."