Zayn POV
I honked repeatedly, but the person didn't make an attempt of moving.
F**k!
Someone really wants to die.I stepped on the brakes and pushed the side door open. “Do you want to die?!” I roared immediately I stepped out of the car.
I marched furiously towards the person and to my utmost surprise; It was a lady.
A lady dressed in black outfit.
“Please I prefer not to die” She said frantically, I huffed. “Then get the f**k out of my way!” I yelled, she cringed a little.
“Please help me sir, I need to leave this place,” She begged as she rubbed her palms together. “And who do you think I am? A good Samaritan?” I asked nonchalantly, she slowly looked away from my face and counted her steps backward. Good.
I walked back to my car and pulled it open; I glanced towards the lady's direction and breathe out. Furthermore, I shut the car door and strode towards her again. “Where are you going?” I asked her, trying to sound cool.
“I don't know sir, I just want to run away from them; I'm tired of being a widow and I want to avoid getting married again” She rushed her words, fighting her tears.
“Hold on…” I paused to scrutinize her, “you're a widow” I asked her, dimly, she nodded curtly, and I swallowed.
Even through the darkness, I could tell she's still very young to be a widow.
“You will explain further later but for now, I'm rushing; so let's go” I urged her and walk ahead.
Are you really going to help her? My subconscious mind whispers to my ear and I scoffed softly.
I got behind the wheel and ignited the engine, but the lady in black hasn't come in.
I winded down the glass and saw her standing like a plaque close to the car, I frowned, “Do you want me to change my mind?” I asked her hoarsely, and she quickly pulled the car door and hopped in.
Shortly,
I parked the car carelessly and shove a hand into my hair and turned to the lady in black on the passenger seat.“You should wait here, I will be back,” I instructed before stepping out of the car.
I adjusted my red jacket and walked towards the building.“You are late, Zayn,” Reid says as soon as I approached him on the stairs.
Yeah… I met a lost widow on my way here and decided to help her. I secretly rolled my eyes at my supposed answer.
“Where's he?” I asked him instead as I climbed the stairs. “He's in the guest room,” He replied as we both ascended the stairs.
Reid opened the door, I entered, he followed.
A smirk run upon my lips immediately I sight him on a chair with his hands tied to his back.
“You are going to regret this Zayn” He snorted, I let out a small laugh.
I sat on a stool across him and dug my left hand inside my jacket trouser to fetch my cigarette pack. I pulled one of the cigarette and place it in between my lips as I collected a lighter from Reid. “Are you threatening me now?” I asked him as I puffed out the smoke to his face, he let out a small cough.
“I'm only giving you ten seconds buddy, if you don't tell me who the f**k gave out the information to William then you won't leave me no other choice but to blow your dumb skull I threatened, he laughed hysterically.
Reid and I exchanged a look. Is he okay?
“Even if you place a knife to my throat now, I will never tell you,” He said bluntly, and I shook my head.
I rise to my feet with the cigarette in my hand. “You really have nothing to say, right?” I asked him, but he just stared at him.
“I knew all along you will prove this stubborn but don't worry, your case is closed already” I told him and stretches my left hand to Reid without looking at him. “Zayn, you should calm…” “Give it to me, Reid” I butt in, he sighed loudly before placing it in my hand.
I place the cigarette in between my lips and cocked the short gun. “And for the last time, do you have something to say?" I asked him as I pressed the gun to his head,, but he just glared at me. “Alright then, you should rest in pieces” I told him as I pulled the trigger, he fell to the floor with the chair, unconsciously.
“You shouldn't have killed him, Zayn, we could still persuade him. How do we get to know the person now?” Reid says frantically, I huffed. “F**k that Reid! Does he look like someone who was ready to confess?” I asked him agitated, he slowly shook his head.
“Take care of this mess” I instructed as I ran a hand through my hair. I smoke from the cigarette and stepped out of the room.
Flora POV
I sat patiently in the car as I wait for him.
He should come out already, everywhere was damn silent.But hold on… Where's this place?
His girlfriend's house?Was that the reason he asked me to wait behind?Cut the crap Flora and think… My subconscious mind cautions and I breathe out.
Someone opened the car and I jolted out of my thoughts.
Oh… It was him.
He has a lighted cigarette in his lips.
I watched him as he pulled his red jacket and tossed it backward.Okay,
What's he doing?He removed the cigarette from his lips and threw it out the window of the car.
Hold on, his arm is inked. Wow…
He puffed out smoke and I couldn't help but coughed loudly, but he didn't even spare me a glance.
He ignited the car and sped into the dark night, and I watched as he drove like a maniac.
Alright,
This won't be good.The next morning…Flora POVI flickered my eyes open and my gaze landed on the ceiling.Huh?This is not my room; I thought as I tossed the duvet aside and sluggishly sat up.I looked around the room and everything came replaying in my head.How I had met inked guy.How he had saved me and brought me to his house.I breathe out heavily while I hugged my legs to my chest. This inked doesn't really look so good to me, he looks so dangerous.But I was glad he saved me last night, but I needed to leave as soon as possible.But where will I go?My stomach suddenly grumbled loudly, I looked down at it and realized I haven't had anything since last afternoon.“Hey stomach, food is my least problem for now, so you should behave” I cautioned, while I rubbed it with my right palm.I darted my eyes around the whole room again; it's so beautiful and has many girls stuff in
In the evening…Zayn POVI ambled into the living room with my jacket hung on my shoulder. I was so tired.My eyes travelled toward the stairs and saw lady in black descending the stairs, she halted her steps immediately she spotted me, I scoffed softly before tossing my jacket on a couch, I tucked my hands inside my trouser pocket, without looking away from her face. “You can't possibly stand there forever, can you?” I asked her, with so much sarcasm. She shut her eyes briefly and turned to leave. “And where do you think you are going?” I questioned coldly, she turned to me swiftly. “To the room,” She replied in a low voice. I scoffed.With my hands still in my trouser pocket, I climbed the stairs and got to where she was standing, staring straight into her innocent eyes, she quickly lowered her gaze.“If you're really going to stay with me, then you should get rid of this black dress of yours&rdquo
Flora POVI came out of the bathroom; dripping wet with a white towel wrapped to my chest.I strode to the closet and pulled it open. Furthermore, I placed my hands at akimbo, my eyes searching through the closet for what to wear.I really can't wear the mini dresses, one would only think I'm trying to seduce someone, most especially inked guy.I rolled my eyes when his image popped in my head. So grumpy.But seriously, Flora, aren't you thinking of leaving this place again? I heard my subconscious mind asked and I frowned.Just shut it, will you?Where do you want me to go? Huh! I yelled inwardly.I scanned the whole closet with my hand roaming everywhere.Gosh!His girlfriend doesn't keep decent dresses, does she?I came across a white flowery gown and I smiled broadly.I brought it out and checked it out;it has glitters all over the neck area.It's s
Flora POVI turned on the faucet and rinsed my face repeatedly. After I was done, I lifted my face and stared back at my reflection in the mirror.Jeez!No doubt, one could still tell I'd cried my eyes out. I turned off the faucet and grabbed a white towel to wipe my swollen face.I returned the towel to its rail, I adjusted the dress and stepped out of the bathroom.I really hate this inked guy for making me cry this much; no one has ever made me cry like this, not even when I was forced into early marriage.He asked me to stop wearing my black dress, and now I shouldn't wear the dresses in the closet?What does he want then;to go around naked. I snorted and bent the doorknob.“He's really going to hear it from me” I mumbled and stepped out of the room, I could feel my subconscious mind sneered. Fool.I shut the door behind me and walked through the hallway, hoping I would meet him in the living ro
Marigold POV“You are not helping the matter with your cries, Stella,” I told her, calmly.She scoffed softly and wiped her tears with the hem of her blue blouse.“Then what do you want me to do?” She asked.I sighed and moved closer to her on the long couch. I tucked my hair behind my ear and placed her hand on mine.“Everything will be fine Stella, Flora will be found soon” I assured. She swats my hand away and stood on her feet, boiling with rage. “This is all your fault, Marigold!” She fired, a little frown crept on my face upon hearing that.I also stood on my feet, staring at her.“How is it my fault?” I murmured.“If you had not demanded for her hand in another marriage, she wouldn't have left this house” She barked, I rolled my eyes. “And how's that my fault?” I asked nonchalantly and folded my arms.“If you had not done
Zayn POV.I squinted my eyes open and yawned loudly.I felt a slender hand wrapped around my stomach; I tilted my head and found the b!tch grinning very hard to me.I rolled my eyes and scoffed scornfully.“Why are you still here?” I asked her while taking her hand off me.She sat upright and tucked the loose strand of her colored hair, beaming with all smiles.“You were so good Zayn, I can't literally feel my legs anymore” She chortled while moving closer to me.I crawled out of the bed and picked my briefs from the floor. I heard her groan, I turned to her swiftly. “I shouldn't meet you here,” I told her icily and grabbed the bathroom doorknob. “Zayn” She called.I ignored her and stepped into the bathroom.“Good morning Zayn” Miss Rosaline greeted with her loving smile, but I just nodded and dragged a chair backward.I took my seat and watch as s
Zayn POV.“Where's the lady, Zayn?” He asked impatiently, standing on his feet.He looks perturbed.Not only that, but he grabbed my arm and I frowned.“Just tell me Zayn” He shook me aggressively, and I breathe out.“Uhm… She is”.“Hey Zayn” I heard Reid's voice and I turned.“F**k you man! You kept me waiting,” I complained as he approached us.“I'm sorry, buddy, that bi**ch really consumed the whole me” he winked at me and I shook my head.“Anyway, meet Ryder, an old friend. I think I've mentioned him to you before, right?” I reminded, and he nodded curtly as he offered a handshake to Ryder.“Ryder, this is Reid- we are more than friends,” I told him, and he smiled as they both shook hands.“It's my pleasure, Reid,” Ryder said.“Same here bro” Reid replied with smiles.
Zayn POV.I marched into the club, the blaring music from the speaker began to hit my ears.I stood rooted, with my eyes searching around for Lucas.“Hi Zayn” one of the bitchy around called seductively; striding closer to where I was standing. I huffed and walked past her.“So grumpy” She mumbled, but I heard it.Abruptly, I turned to her, and I watched as she gulped nervously.“Have you seen Lucas around?” I asked her coldly, she nodded curtly. “B!tch” I also muttered, but audibly for her to hear.I walked into the club, ignoring every eyes on me; I was definitely not here because of that.Someone nudged my left arm from behind, and I swiveled around to look at the person.Oh,It's Nick.“What's up man?” He shook my hand, I only nodded. He's not a bad kid;He has been working for Lucas for a long time now.“Is Lucas around?&rd