Alicia's POV
Listening to the thud sound of him falling down, I'm on my knees too. Finally, a muffled sound leaves my mouth which I was holding the whole time, the sound filled with remorse and hate towards myself. Head is pounding with great, great grief of losing him.
"Partner, come back please." He cries. I could clearly hear and feel his deep cut breaths, struggled breathing as if his heart is stopping.
You are my heartbeat....
Tears roll down my eyes as I sob. I pull my knees to my chest. Memories are so strong, so vulnerable that they tear me apart.
Where am I? What am I doing? I have no idea. All I know is the blurriness of a poor bad Monday morning. The road is empty and my lifeless body is balled up in the corner beside a dumpster.
Dumpster. I feel like trash without him.
A black bird, a crow is sitting on a wire, his eyes watching me, scrutinizing my helpless messed-up dull self.
It feels like world is mocking me, reminding me after every second, again and again that I lost him.
"He was my support." My eyes fill up with water as I press my lips together.
He was the one, the only one who loved me, gave me happiness, mended my broken heart.
And I hurt him.
I start crying. Really crying.
Dumping my head on my knees, I squeeze myself. I feel feverish. I feel like murdering myself right now.
Zayn... Mum... Angel.... I have nothing right now. I have no purpose of living.
My loved ones are getting hurt and I'm the only reason.
I weep and cry more hearing his strangled little moans. I sob deeply, knowing I'm at fault. This all is happening because of me.
No me equal to everyone's happiness.
I should be going away. I should be walking far away from his house.
But I can't move. His sniffed voices are not allowing me to move. I want to go back to him. Tell him I'm his. Tell him how much I love him. Hold him in my arms and kiss all the pain away.
"I won't hurt you again, please come back. I will do what you say, I'll do anything, partner. Please come back to me. Don't leave me." He talks in air. With who? Alone? With his broken heart?
I feel like dying. As if someone is blocking my windpipe. So much pressure, so much pain. The world is revolving, vision seems to black out.
I cough, I choke as I cry. Never had I seen him this broken. Never had I seen him so dependent on something. On someone. On me?
What good had I ever done to him? He is the one who was always good to me, always saved me from all the problems.
"I'm sorry." I whisper alone. It's not bearable to see him like this. It's so uncomfortable, so fucking awful.
It's me. I, the one who would do anything to see him happy, became the one who made him weak. It's not--
"Zayn!"
I gasp as I hear Uncle George's voice. I move my numb hands as I clutch the wall behind me and scoots closer towards the end of the corner. I place my swooning head on the wall as I try to hear more clearly.
I hear his rushed footsteps coming closer. Closer to Zayn.
"My child, what is wrong? Don't cry my lovely child. Tell me what is wrong." I bit my lip hearing uncle's panicked, laced-with-shock voice.
I should get going. I should go before Zayn speaks anything.
I looked around lifeless. In hurry, I move my hands in all directions just like my eyes are moving but not seeing. I try to grab the bag, I try to stand only to fall back again as he speaks.
"She-she left. Uncle George, she left. Partner is gone." I feel him grabbing George's shoulders, I feel him squeezing uncle George.
"Partner left me alone. My only hope, my only reason to live, to keep going on with life is gone."
"She said she never loved me? She was lying. My partner loves me. She does."
My body trembles with fear, with strange feeling of illness.
"No. This is wrong." I tell myself. "This is so wrong. He needs me I need him."
Go back to him. He loves you so much, Alicia. Don't hurt him.
I nod. I nod frantically, listening to every word my thinking self has said.
"I'm going to tell him everything. I'm going to ask him for help. He loves me. He will help me. He will save my mother and sister. He is my strong man." I get up on my feet somehow.
"He won't let anything happen to my family." I wipe my cheeks.
A relentless fear spikes through my body but still there comes an excitement, a hope that everything will be okay.
A small ray of happiness to hold my love in my arms. A small feeling of comfort which I get when he holds me closer, kiss my forehead.
Go! Tell him everything. Tell him about master. Tell him how you are being blackmailed. Go back to him, Alicia. Go back! He is your only hope.
"Yes." I nod and walk back towards him.
Before I could take a step forward, a harsh hand pulled me back. I was still figuring out the owner of the hand when he slapped me square in the cheek.
I fall to the side and hit my head in the wall.
"What do you think you were going to do, bitch?"
I touched my forehead which is bleeding now. I tried to speak but failed. Only the moan comes out as my eyes feel heavy and dark.
"You made master angry and now, watch your mom and sis getting hurt you fool!" The voice is familiar. I put pressure on my half conscious brain to figure out who he is. My eyes are almost closed. Blurred and blacked out.
"Just do what master says. Don't use your own brains! Idiot."
It's Rickard.
And then I lost my consciousness as everything falls out black.
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George's POV
"She cannot not love me, George. She can't do that." I watch his face as he speaks impassively.
My boy is looking awful and broken. This hurts me.
I grab his face making him look at me.
"Zayn, she loves you. May be she is just messing around? She'll come back. Stop crying, son." I wipe his cheeks. He looks at me with his red drowned-in-pain eyes.
I could not believe Alicia did that. She is such a lovely girl. She is pure and innocent. It's completely ridiculous to even think that she betrayed Zayn.
Why would she do that? She was happy. Zayn always meant a lot to her. I've seen these kids getting along with each other so well. They have been an epitome of young and innocent love. If one is night, the other is the moon to spread light. If one is the flower, the other is the beautiful butterfly nurturing it.
It must be a misunderstanding. They will be okay. I know she can't live without Zayn same as Zayn can't without her.
"Partner is gone." I blink my eyes coming back from my thoughts as Zayn whispers. Tears again soaked his cheeks.
"She will come back my child. Don't lose hope." I press my hands on his cheeks and again wipe his tears off. I sit down next to him.
"She was my only hope." He said. His eyes looking at nowhere, just in air with no meaning to it.
"What had happened when I was gone? What happened between you two, Zayn?" I managed to ask. I least expect him to answer because he looks lifeless, not in right state of mind.
Lost and sad, hurt and crushed.
The next moment I regret asking as a lone tear slips out of his left eye. He, silently, leans forward and places his head on my chest. I take my child in my embrace and caresses his feverish head.
"Is it this much easy to forget me?" His strangled voice nearly killed me.
"No son. You are my lovely boy. No one can forget you."
"Is it this much easy to leave me? Don't I mean anything to anyone that everyone leaves. Everyone leaves out of nowhere. Without any warning. Ryan, mum, Alicia...why-"
I pull him closer as he couldn't be able to complete his sentence and broke down in tears.
"Sshh. Stop doing this to yourself son. Be brave. Fight." I pull him out and make him look at me.
"First thing." I look straight in his eyes. "You are one kind hearted person in this world. Never underestimate yourself. Believe in yourself son. You are not a trash that everyone leaves you. You are my beautiful boy. Everyone is just unlucky." I explain.
"Sometimes, nature tests us. Tests our patience. Test our strength and bravery. This time it chooses you. And you are going to pass this test. Right my son?" I ask him through eyes.
"I-I don't understand." He speaks in dull voice. His messed up eyes watching me carefully.
"You love her?"
"In a heartbeat."
"You want her back?"
"More than anything."
"Then fight."
"Huh?" He watches me in confusion.
"Fight for love. Fight for what is yours, what belongs to you son. Don't lose hope like this. Don't be a cry baby." I shake my head. "No." I held his face and look at him coldly.
"You are a strong man. You are a fighter not a cry baby. If she left then what? You sit and cry that's it?" I ask him. He has stopped crying. His eyes watching me and ears listening to my every word.
"No son. No that is not it. If she is gone then go get her back. If she left then bring her back where she belongs. Talk things through. Make her understand politely. Don't force but never give up. Never stop struggling until everything fall back right in its place. Remember son. Never." His eyes are staring at me. I guess he's processing my words. I hope he gets what I wanted to say. I hope he starts believing in himself.
"She- she will listen to me? Will she come back? Will she understand how much I love her?" He asks.
"Yes, definitely son. Why won't she? She will because she herself loves you. You just have to remind her. Remind her what you guys had. Remind her beautiful times both of you spent together. She will be running back into your arms, my child. Be my strong son and fight." I juddered him lightly to wake his dead soul.
He nods.
"Yes uncle George. You are very right." He wipes his face and gets up. A smile came up on my face seeing him back together.
"Whatever it is, whatever it takes I'll bring her back. She belongs to me. She is mine, my partner and will always be. Whatever it is, I'll talk through and fix it. I'll make it all right." He looks up at me.
"No more tears." He smiles. I know that smile contains nothing but pain, a fear of getting failure, fear of getting rejected again. But at least he's trying instead of crying alone in the dark.
"Thank you for always being there for me uncle George. Thanks a lot."
"Don't mention it son. I'll do anything for you." I said with a smile. He hugs me.
I feel the hesitation in him, his body is trembling a bit.
"If something is bothering you, you can tell me freely my boy. Perhaps I would become a little helping hand?" I rub his back.
"I... I'm scared. She is everything uncle George. Everything. It would kill me if she-"
"She is yours." I said. Am I sure myself? I don't know but this surety is what Zayn needs right now.
"Alicia is yours, Zayn. Bring my innocent child back home. It doesn't feel right when I don't see both of you together."
He pulls out and nodded.
"I will."
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Alicia's POV
I wake up in the dark room. The smell is awful, very suffocating.
"Where am I?" I speak as I slowly rise up in a soft yet very rough bed.
"Good morning, lovely Alicia." I hear a voice. It was filled with anger and tease. I clutch my head as it pains. I slowly look to my side to see who it is.
Rickard.
My eyes went wide and I abruptly jump out of the bed.
"What are you doing here? Where am I?" I ask as I gape looking around.
The room is painted in dull colors and no thing was in its place. It's a mess. A crapy room.
"This is my house, little Redwood. Well,.. " He smiles and comes closer. I step back.
"This is our house. You are going to stay with me until your owner takes you with him." He smiles cheekily walking closer.
"Stay away! Don't dare to touch me." I stutter as his steps move dangerously close.
"Naah! I've no guts to touch you madam. I don't wanna be killed brutally by master, I love my life." He throws his hands up as he gives me a devilishly dirty smile.
Name of the master makes me weak.
"Please help me." My voice was barely audible as I ask him for help. The thought of master taking me away with him has scared me so much that I don't even know to whom I'm begging.
Stubborn tears fell down as I speak again with some hope. "Please help me save my family. I don't wanna go with him anywhere. I love Zayn-"
I jump and gasp so loud as Rick abruptly grabs my arm and squeeze it.
"If you take that bastard's name once more, I'll slap the shit out of you right here, you understand?" He says in deadly whisper before his hand collides with my face and I fell down.
I cry as my cheek hurts.
"Listen to me, bitch." He Jerks my shoulder to make me look at him. "You are still going to go to college the way you have been going all these days. Normal thing, quite simple. The only difference is, now your boyfriend is Rickard not that poopy insect. Got it?" He glares at me as if, if I would say no he would kill me.
This angers me.
I breathe heavily for two three seconds before spitting the saliva directly on his nose.
"You are my boyfriend, in your dreams you dirt ball! You are nothing to me but shit!" I roar while crawling back in fear.
"Alicia, don't play it in hard way okay? I'm so tired I fucking need to sleep." He grits his teeth.
"I know this is new for you but it is what it is. We are not official couple if you misunderstood. It is master's order because..." He points his finger in air. "Because if you disappear now, your pathetic lover would get suspicious about your absence. So master has decided that you will be going to college for one more month. To make that poop believe that you are over him completely that you don't have any attachments with him anymore, you are gonna pretend as my girlfriend. Simple isn't it?" He narrows his eyes.
"Who is master?" I ask as I gulp still processing his heavy words.
"I don't know. I've never seen him." He says while turning around.
"You have never seen him? Then why are you working for him?" I get up and follow him. His answer was ridiculous and so his brain.
"Go get changed. Make yourself home and use whatever thing you want to. College is in half an hour." He throws a dress on my face and walks out.
I follow him again.
"You know he is a dangerous man. You know he can even kill you when he's done with your services. Rickard, you know everything then why are you working for him? You are not a good guy but I think you are not that bad to hand me to that scary devil. Are you? You are still a human while that master is a monster Rick please think about it. Help me-"
"Stop talking!" He shuts me by gripping my neck in his hand. I cough.
"Why are you being so loyal to a devil? You should tell police about him. He is a danger-well for everyone. It's a shame that you are being loyal to a criminal-"
"That is nothing that concerns you. I'm loyal to him because I owe him for my life, you hear me!" He shouts as he presses my throat. I choke and gasp.
"He saved me and gave me money to live my life. I owe him. I am bound to do what he says. Now no more talking, get ready!" He pushes me away and huffs.
"Zayn will find him and kill him." I say in a sad tone. I'm so badly trapped. I don't know what to do.
"Keep dreaming." He scowls and walks away.
My heart drifts back to Zayn.
What would he be doing now? Would he be okay? Would he be missing me? Or angry on me for hurting him?
He doesn't hate me does he?
But that is what he would be doing if you wanna save your mother and sister. To save your family, Zayn must grow to hate you.
I look down as the thought stabs me.
"I love you Zayn. I love you so much." I wipe my cheeks as my heart is doing nothing but missing its another half.
*******
You are gonna pretend as my girlfriend....
Words make me cringe. But what else can I do? I am going to be their puppet until my family is free.
I'm walking through the corridor of our college when I hear rushed footsteps. I make myself conscious to the surroundings and in the next moment I bump into someone.
I scream as I fell down with a person on top of me. I feel color smeared all over me.
My heartbeat fastens when a simple touch of a body spikes current through my spinal chord. The body which is most familiar, body which gives me life.
He slowly lifts up his head from my shoulder. I shake my head to brush my hair strands away. I look up and our eyes meet.
This has happened before...
My whole body shivers as I stare in his caramel eyes. Back before, I wasn't familiar with the feeling the way I am now. He stares back. He stares right through me with love and admiration.
This is how we met the first time.
The memory crushes me up and I look away. This gives me pain. Any physical pain is nothing in front of this. This is a torture.
Suddenly I feel cold as he gets up. I do the same and start cleaning up my clothes.
"I made you all dirty. I'm really sorry." He whispers.
I abruptly look up at him as the words nearly murdered me.
I hate him! He's doing this on purpose. Trying to remind me how us started.
I said nothing and turned away. I have to be strong. I can't cry, not in front of him. No.
"Come with me." He breathes while grabbing my arm. The touch was softer than feather. It was hesitant, scared of repulsion.
I close my eyes and breathe the lump down my throat.
"Zayn, let me go." I say.
"I'm the reason that you are in this state. Let me make it right." He comes closer and holds me by my shoulders.
I kept looking down. The words had several meanings to it. He's torturing me with memories, making them real all over again. He's trying to know the truth whether I still love him or not. He's observing my every reaction which will be a hint to him.
I shake my head. I was about to speak when he starts walking taking me with him.
I stare at his back in surprise.
"Zayn, where are you taking me? Please stop." I tried keeping my calm.
"Washroom. To clean up your face and clothes." He repeats the same words. This time they are filled with sadness which once were a part of happy and free thought.
"I know what you are doing Zayn. This is wrong."
I hold my breath as he instantly turns around and grabs my shoulders.
"Look partner." He touches his head with mine. I shiver and fist up my hands.
"Look, you remember a little moment between us. If I didn't mean anything to you, you wouldn't have remembered this. You wouldn't have reacted this way."
"I'm not reacting in anyway."
"A lie!"
"Truth."
"You know you can't lie to me. You know I can read out your heart." He says before placing his lips on my forehead.
Without warning.
I close my eyes as they fill up with tears.
"I'm.. I'm not lying." I stutter.
"Come back to home baby. Nothing feels right. I'm an incomplete man without you." He brushes his lips on my forehead. I gulp and gulp to stop feeling what I couldn't stop feeling.
"I'm not yours." I speak.
"Your body speaks more than you. I'm not buying your any lie." He pushes up my chin with his thumb and kisses my cheek.
"Leave me. Let me go!" I try to shout but it comes out to be a little whisper.
"I'm not holding you, partner. " He says lovingly, rubbing his face on my cheek.
I open my eyes and see myself free. He wasn't holding me. It was me holding his chain. I leave it abruptly and back away.
He pulls me back and stare into my eyes.
"What's the reason? What's behind you lying to me Alicia?"
"I'm not lying why are you forcing me to accept that I'm lying? I'm not lying. I don't love you. I don't belong-"
I breathe in harshly as he cups my face, presses his chest to me and look into my eyes.
"You don't love me?" He asks in a very soft whisper. I could die thousand deaths on his pain-laced voice.
Tears slip out of my eyes as I watch his eyes brimming up.
"No." I whisper back.
"Let- Let your heart speak." He squeezes my cheeks gently.
"I don't..." I look away. "... Love you."
"You don't play fair." He murmurs tiredly and painfully. "You never say that looking into my eyes."
"You need to believe me. I'm saying the truth." I say plainly, controlling every emotion and feeling.
He didn't answer but kiss my skin under my lower lip.
"I... I have a boyfriend." I say in so much fear and pain.
"Zayn Malik. I know." He says touching his nose with mine and rubbing circles on my cheeks.
"It's Rick."
My soul dies as his hands left my cheeks.
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Aww :(
I want to hug Zayn. ;(
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