The Mobster's Boyfriend. (Zarry) AU

Ch. 16 Introspection

Zayn's P.O.V.

It's interesting what Life can throw at you. How it can throw the hardest, most Violent, most negative things at you, yet exspect you to get up and move on.

Niall.. he's gone.. Harry.. he's gone..My father he's gone. As i walk down the sidewalk 2 days after Niall died I can't help but realize I'm the reason I'll never see any of them again.

I enter a old flower shop that my father would always go into, when he needed to buy flowers for my mom after he nearly beat her to death... I took a deep breath before walking in.

The smell of various flowers entered my nose. I look around trying to find one single flower that would explain everything i had on my mind..so i didn't have to say it myself. I walk around through the small aisle. Until i saw a yellow rose with a tint of black at the tip. To me it represented me perfectly.

The yellow represented everything i could be...free. Happy. loving. fun. bright. But just like the flower black is covering all that up.

I quickly grab the flower and take it to the counter. A  woman around her thirties smiles at me.

"for that special Someone?" her sweet motherly voice asked.

I just shrug handing her a twenty dollar bill. She went to give me my change, but i just hold my hand up gesturing for her to keep the change.

It looked like she was going to protest but I just walked out of the shop and back out on to the sidewalk. I begin to walk down the street to a path i promised myself i would never walk, but i decided i needed to prepare myself for Nialls funeral in a few weeks.

I near the Cemetery that my father was buried in and flashes of what went on the night he died jammed there way into my mind.

Flashback:

"You did as we asked." Louis father stated as he sat behind his desk with his cigar in hand.

I nod in response feeling guilty already.

"What are you going to do to him?" i ask my 15 year old voice cracking near the end.

"Nothing. but you will." he says looking straight into my eyes with no remorse.

with that in walks three of the mob members with my father in hand.

"Zayn. thank god, you have to call for help." My father says with panic in his eyes it was weird seeing him in the state he normally puts me and my mother through.

"Zayn, take this." Louis father says removing a golden revolver from his desk.

My dad looks at the gun then at me.

"I can't he 's my dad." i say looking at him with hurt in my eyes.

"Well it's either this or we can go visit the rest of your family.. How old are your sisters?" Troye asked with a wicked grin.

I look at my dad again with complete remorse in my eyes, before i took the gun in my hand.

"Look him in the eye." Louis' father says.

I bite my lip to keep it from quivering as i lifted the gun aiming it and making eye contact with my father.

"It shouldn't be hard, just like it wasn't hard for him to forget the debts he owed me....or how it wasn't hard for him to beat you and your mother every night."

This caused me to cock the gun as anger built up in my gut.

"Zayn... no your my-" my dad began but his last word was drowned out by the sound of a gun shot.