chapter 11

zayn pov

it is the middle of the night when igo into her room. She is sleeping with deep frown on her face and i know she is having a nightmare. I want to erase every bad memory from her thoughts just to bring her peace. I sat besides her on her bed and touched her forehead. She suddenly woke up with a jerk. She saw me and her expressions changed from fear to disgust. Like she cant look at me without disgust. The fear is gone. And i am happy about that.

She stood up facing me and said “i want to go home” and i replied “this is your home”. She laughed and said “huh?? this? Where there is my fathers killer cannot be my home” she walked towards door and before she can reach there i held her wrist and stopped her “what do you think you are going?”

“anywhere away from you”

“not even in your dreams”

she looks angry and she jerked her hand off and i let her hand go to not hurt her. “you cannot keep me here forever.”

“please zara listen to me. I cannot let you go”

“you are keeping me here so that i wont tell the world about you. But tell be clear mr. Zayn, i will destroy you. I will expose you to this whole world. I will kill you like you killed my father” she said between sobbs and she started punching my chest. It breaks my heart to see her like this.

“you killed my father... and what do you want from me now?” she i held her arms. I dont say a word “i loved you and you destroyed me. I trusted you with my life and you killed me with my father.”

she is short of breath and breathing heavily. I reached to water on bedside table and gave her glass. She looked at it threw it against the wall.

“get out” she shouted. “get out i said”

i don’t want to leave her in this vulnerable state but right now needs some time alone. To gather her thoughts. To mourn her father. Then only i can speak to her.