I'm here without you, baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you, baby
And I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you, baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight it's only you and me
-3 Doors Down
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Chapter 29
The moment was awful. I had frozen at the spot. This is not happening. How? Austin? How could he be here? No. He can’t be here. I bet Zayn warned him, told him to be near to me. But maybe he came here for some work. Maybe things were sorted out between them. As much as this hurt me, I’m okay if they are talking again. I mean, they are friends, right?
I pushed myself from wall I was leaning on. Seeing him approaching me with that wicked smirk on his face creeped me out on so many levels. He rubbed his hands together as his eyes racked me from top to bottom. I looked behind him, expecting to see Torres, but to my disappointment no one was there.
Fear crept inside me as I concluded that Torres' office was down the foyer. I cursed mentally. I looked at him as he only stood a few inches away from me. I bet I looked really small in front of him as he hovered over me. He had to be six feet tall.
Keep calm. Don’t show you’re nervous or afraid. DON’T, I battle with myself. Taking a deep breath I tried to compose myself. “Austin—Wh…what are you doing—“ He cut me off, pressing his finger to my lips roughly. I stumbled backward hitting the wall. My breath hitches as I stare at his angered eyes, his blue orbs covered with fire.
“You little slut—you,” he poked my chest roughly. Tear welled in my eyes. I had never felt so helpless and scared before. I roughly shoved him—well, tried to. He didn’t even stumble. That ugly smirk formed on his lips. “You have to pay for this, whore.” His words stuck in my mind. He grabbed my throat, attempting to kiss me. My eyes went wide. Oh God, no. I pushed him again.
“C’mon Faith, serve me some of your goods. The way you please Zayn. Huh? God, your body.” He shamelessly roamed his eyes on me. He pinned my hands above my head, kissing my neck. My voice got stuck in my throat—he grabbed it that hard. I fumbled in his grip. Help me…I moaned in pain, tears following down my cheeks.
He loosens his grip on my neck, and I see this as my chance. I yelled at top of my voice. “Help Torres! Help!” “You bitch.” He slapped me hard as I fell down, a throbbing pain in my knee. I heard steps following in kitchen as a moment later Martha kneeled in front of me. I looked up seeing Torres punching Austin again and again. After taking him out of me sight, I sighed loudly and leaned against the wall, still sitting on floor.
“Darling, are you alright?” Martha asked, worry in her eyes. I just nodded. “Come to your room.” She helped me to stand up. “I’m sorry Faith. I never thought this could happen. I'll never leave your sight from now on,” Martha whined as she hugged me. “No, you did nothing wrong.” She felt guilty for nothing. I felt bad really bad for her. “You should relax Faith. I'll just check downstairs.” I nodded as she closed my door. I curled up in ball as I cried. I never felt this terrible in my life. Whore. Slut. Bitch. The words kept forming in my mind. I could still feel his eyes on my body. Still feel his hand on my throat, his hands rake my body. I could still feel it all. I shivered, feeling anxious.
Zayn. I want you. My whole body begged for him, for his comfort. It was just a day and THIS happens? God please send him here. Please.
The whole day I just stared at the ceiling. Martha insists on me to eat but I refused. I just can’t do anything right now. I just want Zayn. Martha told me he’d be here at any moment. Hearing the ticking of the clock made me awake from dreadful nightmares. I want him here…..
After a while darkness enveloped the room. I didn't bother to turn on the light or lamp. I just wanted Zayn here to comfort or scold me. Being with him makes me feel safe. Maybe it was selfish but I wanted him here.
I sobbed as I thought about him.
My door was opened and as a reflex I looked up. I pushed myself into a sitting position, scared that maybe Austin came back. “Faith…” Zayn's voice echoed in the darkness. Through the light of corridor I glance up at him. My heart hammered inside my chest and slowed at the same time. “Zayn.” I ran to him, hugging him forcefully. I heard him sighing as he hugged me back. I sobbed loudly in his arms. He didn’t flinch. He just stood there embracing me. I felt our connection as we hugged.
He rested his chin on my head as he soothed my mane of hair. I felt complete in his arms. Everything just vanished in that moment. I love him beyond infinity. I don’t know what will happen when he leaves me. The thought sends shudders through me, making me embrace him tighter.
He was the one who pulled back. His eyes rested on my face as his hands removed the hair in my eyes. He huffed the breathe out and his shoulders were relaxed. His eyes were hooded, shining in the lamp light. He moved forward picking me up bridal style. I didn’t complain at all. I felt safe in his arms. I’m his, all his. I snuggled close to his chest as his legs marched toward the bed. He laid me down and pulled away, but I grabbed his shirt, not wanting him to leave. “I’m here,” he reassured me. I loosened my grip.
I saw him closing the door and lock it. He removed his black suit-coat as he sat beside me. “Turn on the lights,” I said in a murmur. “Why?” he ask looking at me. “I hate darkness when I’m with you,” I said, my eyes boring into his. He shifted in bed opening the side lamp. His features were shining in the light.
He laid beside me. “Faith…are you okay?” he said, pulling me closer by my waist. “Now I am,” I answered back, enjoying his closeness. He didn’t say anything, just stared at me with those beautiful brown eyes.
“Are you mad at me?” I asked, biting the inside of my cheek. He observed me for a long time. I thought he was never going to answer. “Even if I wanted to I could never be mad at you.” His voice was sincere. “I’m mad at Torres; how could he have let him in? And mostly at myself.” His jaw clenched.
“It’s not your fault,” I said, caressing his jaw with my hand. “The heck it is,” he said, shoving my hand away and sitting up. I suddenly felt the urge to cry but I controlled myself.
“No its not, please…” I said, also sitting up. “Faith, it is. I had to inform Torres but I didn't. I forgot," he barked. “What if he did something to you, huh?” “But he didn't,” I said back.
“Please…” I said, moving forward to him. He closed his eyes. “Let’s just forgot it,” I murmured. “I can't. Did he touch you?” I shook my head. “He did; you’re lying.” I gulped. It’s no use to try and lie to him. He caught me every time. “He tried to ki—kiss me.” I said as tears streamed out. His jaw clenched, hands fisting the blanket. “Zayn…please. Now I’m safe. Please,” I said wiping my tear.
“Faith…don’t cry. And I'll take care of that,” he said, cupping my cheeks. “I have to tell you something. Listen okay…” I nodded. He kissed me and I kissed back. I’ve been craving this. He pulled back. “Lay.” I did as he said.
He laid beside me, sighing loudly. “I never had gone to the hospital after my grandmother's death. She always wanted an old age home for the elderly. She really cared for people. But my dad never listened to her. He was always busy making money. Grandma always said to me tha—that I had to study hard and be a great man. She loved us all. When she was suffering from a trauma attack, I was at my graduation ceremony. I scored the highest in university. I was so happy; I had to give the news to Grandma. I got a call when...when I was rushing back home.” His voice broke and he exhaled loudly.
“She was in the O.R. and wanted to see me. My whole world collapsed when I heard that. I rushed to the hospital. Everything faded there. Doctors tried to stop me but I went inside the O.R. anyway. She was conscious. The heart monitor showed almost a flat line of her heart rate. She was leaving me, I knew that. I held her hand. I told her I was there and she smiled at me. Her skin was so pale and unhealthy. She was dying. I told her I scored high in university. She smiled weakly. I tried my best to hide my tears but I failed. She just blinked at me and said she was proud of me. I told her that I was going to build the orphanage. I promised her that. She nodded. She blinked a few more times when the line went dead straight. I knew I lost my grandma. I yelled at the doctors to do something but nothing happened. She died there in the hospital. I didn't cry at her funeral. My heart turned to stone. My only motive was to build the orphanage for her.”
“I did my best to make her wish possible. I left Bradford. I met Perrie here. She brought me back to life. I loved her, but she only wanted my money. I was a big fool. I bought the orphanage with her. I gave her forty-nine percent in shares. That was my biggest mistake. She changed after that. I was such a fool. But I got it back. Now I’m building it for her, my grandma.” He turned to me, his eyes filled with tears. He caressed my cheek. “Faith, I want to tell you something.” His eyes looked raw. I nodded.
“Faith I decided that it’s—it’s,” he stammered. He never stammered in his life. What was holding him? I grew more scared at his shaky breath. I held his hand, and he intertwined our fingers.
“I want you to leave. For your own safety.”
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Author's note; okay you can kill me virtually....
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