Take me home

Mariah was a normal 17 year old girl. Her mom died when she was 15 so she learned to rely on her dad. But one day she wakes up and he's gone. With no where to go Mariah makes the bold choice to move in with her boyfriend. But she soon finds he's not the man she made him out to be. On the run from his abuse she finds herself in the hands of a man everyone has told her to stay away from.


5. 5

                                                                            Maryah P.O.V


I woke again in the same bed. Zayn's arms rapped me in warmth. Everything seemed so perfect when we slept. I wish we could just sleep forever. I felt Zayn shift under my gaze. "Are you staring?" He asked not opening his eyes. "No." I say rolling back over. "Don't lie to me doll." I feel Zayn's lips leave wet spots on my neck. I turn over and look into those beautiful orbs. "Zayn. Why did you do it?" I ask letting a tear slip. He raps me in a hug and I melt under his touch. "I was just trying to protect you." I feel my cheeks get red with anger. "From what." I say getting angry. "He's not who you think he is." I look at him disgusted. "Not everyone's like your so called friends." I leave the room angrily. Who does he think he is. I pull out my phone and walk outside ready to call Ell and go for a girls night when I feel myself restrained. "Hey mama's remember me." I go to turn around and see who it is but a cloth is shoved towards my face. I hold my breath and try to scream but the aroma fills my lungs. Well that was dumb. I feel myself start to fall and the last thing I see is Ricky holding me.



                                                                     Zayn's P.O.V



I walk down the stairs throwing my shirt on. I dry my hair with a towel and go to find Mariah. I thought it over in the shower and I should let her find this kind of stuff out for herself. Or at least let her think she is. I walk into the living room but there's no Mariah. Were is she? I run to the kitchen but still nothing. SHIT FUCK BITCH. I look over and see a box. There better not be another fucking rose from Jake. I open the box and there's a dead fucking mouse in the box. What the fuck! I set it in the living room and stare at it. What the fuck does it mean. What the fuck! My phone starts to vibrate in my pocket. Its Kyle. Of course. "Hello." I ask into the phone not really paying attention. "Hey man its me. Kyle. I got a question for you." I look at the box just trying to figure out what it ment. "ZAYN!" I hear Kyle scream into the phone. I grab me ear in agony. "WHAT!" I scream breathing heavily now. "Did you hear me? I said are you fighting tomorrow." I get my barons back. SHIT. I have that fight tomorrow. I fucking forgot. "Shur." I say just trying to get him off the line. "What's got you all dazed." I look at the box again. Should I tell him? Maybe he knows something. "Listen. I know this sounds weird but. I got this dead mouse at my door today." There was a silence before he spoke. "Was it a mouse. Or was it a rat." "I DONT FUCKING KNOW. WHATS THE DIFFERENCE." I yell into the phone feeling angry. "CALM THE FUCK DOWN. If its a mouse then its probably just a prank. But if its a rat." There he goes pausing again. Cant he just tell me fucking straight? "Then its what." I ask trying to keep my cool. "Then its Ricky and his gangs way of saying. All rats die." I stopped. My eyes wide. Ricky had her? Why? WHY DID HE WANT HER. I threw the box as far away as possible. "I don't know what you got yourself into Zayn. But we both know you cant do this alone. Shall I call the gang back together?" I could feel him grin into the phone. I hesitated before answering "yes." I hung up the phone and threw my fist at the wall. I was not ready for this.




A/N~ Hey guys sorry for the short chapter. So I made ANOTHER book. I know. I'm addicted. I can barly keep up with the 7 million books I already have going. Lol. But ill try to update again hopefully tomorrow. Wish me luck.



So. Why does Ricky want Zayn?

Who's 'the gang'?

And why does Zayn dread wanting to call them?

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