Zara's pov
( flashback 11 years)
"You stupid whore" father shouts
"You dumb little daughter" mother says in a sour tone
"You were told to act like a good daughter at this event...how DARE you talk to a boy!" Father shouts
"I-I-I'm sorry," I say in a whisper to afraid to speak up
"YOUR SORRY? Your gonna act like a whore and then say you're sorry?!" Father shouts
I didn't mean to.
the boy who came up to me he was very sweet but I couldn't tell him my name because my mother came and got me
I'll probably never see him again now
And I liked talking to him, he said he enjoyed listening to me talking about my love for books
Father goes to hit me and I scream in pain
"PLEASE STOP I'M SORRY DON'T HIT ME PLS ILL BE A GOOD DAUGHTER I PROMISE"
"YOU DONT SPEAK WHEN PUNISHED" mother screams
( end of flashback)
I jolt awake at someone's voice
"Jesus Zara are you okay?" Enzo's face is filled with confusion and worry
I start to hyperventilate and freak out
I run to the balcony
I need air I can't breathe in here
I need out of this room
My mind is going a million miles an hour
And the one thing I can think of is that I need Enzo to know, I can't do this without him, and I trust him
With seeing my parents for the first time in 5 years it's made me more scared then ever, but mostly I just want them dead already so they can stop haunting me where ever I go, there always there even if there living half way across the country I still feel them everywhere, in the dark...in the rain, everywhere that's correlated to bad memories
And I can't face or handle it anymore I need Enzo and I need him more then ever
I love him more then life and I trust him
Enzo's pov
I get woken up to a loud voice
I look beside me and see that Zara's having a nightmare
Shit, what do I do?
I start to gently shake her to wake her up
I can see she's sweaty
"NO PLS DONT" she shouts
What in the hell
I stop touching her only to realize it's in her dream that she's screaming about
"I'm sorry I'll be a good daughter just don't hit me" she starts crying in her sleep
WHAT THE FUC-
My heart drops it's like every hint that I've ignored suddenly slaps me in the face
So was I not insane to question her about the flinching at the ball?
"Zara get up...sweetheart" I shake her a little more
She suddenly jolts awake
And starts hyperventilating
She gets up and runs over to the balcony and I follow
"Sweetheart are you okay?" I come up to her to see her curled up on the balcony floor
I get on my knees In front of her cupping her cheeks
"I had a nightmare I'm fine," she says crying really hard
"Zara that looked more like a nightmare...you said some stuff in your dream," I say quietly
I'm To freaking scared to continue and ask what I'm afraid of
It makes sense why she flinched
Her nightmares
Why she moved here and didn't speak to her parents for 5 years
She starts full-on sobbing
I take her in my arms and sit on one of the chairs on the balcony
"Sweetheart please talk to me...I need you to talk before I start assuming" I say suddenly my eyes getting cloudy
"I-i" she starts but stutters
I stroke her hair to calm her
"Your okay I'm here and I'm not leaving okay?" I tell her
She nods "I'm scared" she choked out
"Of what sweetheart?" I say
"My parents" she whispers crying more and more by the minute
I just look at her as my heart breaks scared to know what's to come when she speaks
"You don't have to keep talking," I tell her I feel like I know where this is going and I don't want to stress her out right now
"I need to...I trust you and I want you to know everything" she says clinging on to me
Her saying that means the world...but the thought of what I fear she will say is stronger at the moment
"Do you want to stay out here or go inside?" I ask
"Stay out here please" she whispers
"Okay, take your time," I say stroking her hair holding her as close to me as humanly possible
"Ever since I remember my parents haven't been kind to me...they would lock me in a dark room and not feed for sometimes days" she whispers
What the hell...
I'm gonna kill those shits
How do you do that to a child?
"T-t-they would hit me...and torture me...cut me" she whispers
My heart shatters into a million pieces when she says what I was fearing
But The minute she says cut me my heart sinks
The imagine of her getting hurt, it hurts that no one was there for her and to save her
I couldn't be there
I couldn't protect her
"The cuts on your body aren't made by you aren't they" I say my voice cracking
God with each word she says my heart breaks
"No" she whispers "only one of them is and that was when I tried taking my life but I got saved" she cries's
"I'm so sorry that I lied to you Enzo, I just didn't want the vacation to be ruined with me talking about my parents" she says choking on sobs
How could she think I would be upset about that right now?
That's the last damn thing on my mind
All I can think about is my girl getting hurt and I don't like it one bit
"It's okay Zara, I just want to make sure right now that you feel safe" i whisper into her hair as I feel my tears flowing
"You make me feel safe" she whispers wrapping her arms highly around my neck and she hides in the crook of my neck
"That means a lot" I say my voice cracking
"I'm going to continue okay?" She whispers
"If you are able to, I won't force you if your don't want to" I say
She nods weekly and then continues
"They would hurt me days on end" her voice never stops cracking
And it's the most painful thing to hear
It feels like someone is punching me in the gut knowing this
Knowing my girl was getting hurt and I couldn't help her hurts like hell
I can't even imagine what she had to go through
"They would kick me so hard that I'm not sure I can have kids..." she starts sobbing not being able to breathe
"Hey...sweetheart, listen to me," I say cupping her cheeks
"Please breathe okay? It's breaking my heart, just take a break to breathe" I say
I try calming myself down, my anger is rising as I think of those so called parents
They worked for us for so damn long
My dad did meetings with them when they would fly from Seattle
They would sit in the same room as my dad laughing and talking
And we weren't aware of the pain they were causing there child
The pure torture they were putting her through
How did we not notice?
She takes some deep breaths and continues
"I might not be able to have kids because of them, I love kids " she chokes out
"I'm so sorry you might not be able to...but through it all I'll be right here with you, you hear me, I won't ever be able to understand the pain of what your going through but I'll be here to help in any way I can for as long as you will have me?" I tell her caressing her cheek
"You won't leave? Even if I can't have children" she says in the most heartbreaking voice
I'm crying, my tears are a never ending stream and Zara notices and starts wiping my tears away
How can she think I would ever leave her...
"Don't cry please" she pleads
"I'll stop if you do," I tell her
"I can't...I can't stop" she whispers
"Neither can I..." I whisper bringing her closer to me
"And I absolutely will stay with you no matter what Zara...I'll be by your side," I say kissing her forehead
"Thank you" she whispers in a shaky voice
"You don't have to thank me," I whisper shaking my head
"I'm gonna continue" she croaks out
"Take your time I'm right here and I'm not leaving ever," I tell her
"Can we pls go inside I'm cold" she whispers
I stand up with her clinging to me, her legs are around my waist and arms wrapped tightly around my neck as she cries, and I go inside on shaky legs from the shock and pain I feel for her, I lay her on the bed so she's straddling my lap
She cuddles very closely to me
And then continues after I put the blankets over us
My mind is clouded and my heart sinks each time she speaks but I try staying strong for her, I need to hold her right now and be there for her
"They would force me not to cry and lock me in the dark, and tell me I can come out when it stops raining... it's rains for so long in Seattle"
How do you just force a child to not have emotions? How could they do that
It makes sense why she's scared of the dark
"They told me every raindrop is the tears I must not cry as a Ricci...and every raindrop is another hit another punishment and That's a lot of punishments" she chokes out
"Okay stop sweetheart stop please" I plead
"God what kind of parents do that to their own damn child" I shake my head
"I need you to please take a break okay?" I ask her
She looks me In the eyes and my heart breaks
"I love you Enzo" she whispers sobbing
"So much," she says
"I love you Zara, so incredibly much" I whisper back holding her as close as possible
"You don't think I'm weak?" She whispers after awhile of taking a break while I hold her close trying to comfort her in any way I can
And if it's possible for my heart to break even more it does
"You're the opposite Zara your so strong, so damn strong sweetheart and don't let anyone tell you otherwise," I say tears flowing down my cheeks
"I mean honestly you may be stronger then me Zara" I say shaking my head
And I'm not lying I don't think I would be able to handle what she went through, I'm not sure how she manages to smile or even live life after going through that
She's more strong then she will ever know
I love her so damn much and the thought of her getting hurts makes me nauseous
"I'm so thankful you are in my life" she whispers as she starts shaking
"I'm thankful you're in mine" I whisper wrapping the blanket around her more and hugging her closer to me
"Can we go eat cake" she whispers tears flowing down her cheeks
How the hell did she go from that...to cake?
"Yeah let me just get you one of my hoodies so you're not cold downstairs," I say
I will do anything for her.
"Don't leave me" she whispers
The Raw emotion and fear in her voice makes my heart hurt worse
"Come here" I motion her towards me
She lunges into my arms, I pick her up while her legs wrap around my waist and arms around my neck
I take her to the closet and put one of my hoodies on her
We go to the kitchen as she clings to my body as if I would leave any second
I notice the lights already on...my parents are down here and they already see her crying and it's to late to turn back around
"Honey why are you crying" Mother asks with pure concern written all over her face
She just clings tighter to me
"It's okay we can leave back upstairs" I whisper
"I need them to know to...I trust them and count them more of a family than my real one" she whispers
I want to smile at the fact she gets along with my parents so well but the hurt I feel for knowing what she went through is to strong I can't bring myself to smile at this
"Okay whatever you want"
꧁notes꧂
Well, this is part one of the reveal of her past this was pretty hard for me to write but it is finally time...Stay tuned for the next one to continue on her confessions and his parent's reactions, etc
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