Memories from the past
Angela P.O.VI woke up in a bed that wasn't mine. I sat up. I was in a room. A different room but I recognized it. Troy was sleeping next to me. "What the heck?" I said a little too loud. Troy woke up. "Ah! You're awake. Morning babe." "Why am I here?" "Don't you remember yesterday?" Huh? "Oh that's right. You don't. I forgot." My arms started hurting when I tried to get up. I rolled my sleeve up and saw more bruises and cuts. I ran out. "Angie!" I slammed the door. I noticed that I was only wearing my underwear and an extra long shirt. I ran and bumped into someone. I blushed when I saw Zayn eyeing me up. "Wait, what are you doing here?" Troy arrived and saw Zayn. "You know each other?" I asked Zayn. "Sorta..." "What?" Zayn knew him. Unbelievable. I saw the door. The door that would lead me to freedom and Zayn must have read my mind because he quickly locked it. "Move!" I shouted. "No!" "I said move! I'm not staying here with you freaks!" Zayn pinned me to the wall. "Shut up or I will hurt you." Zayn growled. I spat in his face. "You know I don't like you always spitting in my face. He wiped it and then slapped me. My cheek started burning. "Why? Why Zayn?" I wanted to cry but I had to stay brave in front of him. "Because, you hurt me." "What?" He covered my mouth and then punched me with his other hand. I bit his hand. It hurt and I really wanted to get out. He took me to the room and locked it. "Why don't I teach you a lesson." Zayn approached me and for once in my life, I actually was scared. He threw me on the bed and got a knife out. He drew circles on my arms and I felt pain everywhere. I moaned in pain but he slapped me. "Shut up." He continued and I felt more pain. "Zayn please, you're not yourself. Zayn, just please stop." I was shaking. "Say my name again." "Zayn." He smiled and kissed me. I tried, pushing him, hitting him. Again, he was stronger than me and I couldn't help but enjoy the kiss. He didn't kiss me like Troy, he kissed me passionately.
"Zaynie!" I shouted, running to hug him. "I've missed you so much." Zayn held me in his arms and planted so many kisses on my neck. "Zayn stop! You're tickling me." He didn't listen and continued. He then stopped and looked deep into my eyes. "I love you." I said. "I love you too."
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Troy. He didn't stop kissing me. He licked my bottom lip demanding for entrance and I let him even though this was wrong. "Angie?" Zayn. We pulled away from each other and Zayn was staring at me, shocked. "Zayn!" He ignored me and ran. I caught up with me, panting. "Zayn, stop. I'm sorry." Zayn stopped and bit his lip. "I'm sorry Zayn but I don't love you anymore. I just don't feel it. I'm sorry but I love Troy now." "Then I guess, I don't need this anymore." He threw a small box on the ground and I picked it up. Two necklaces. They had a heart which was split so that when the two pieces joined, it'd form one. Tears formed in my eyes. What have I done? Troy stepped on the necklaces and threw them in the trash. "Don't worry. You're mine now."
End of flashback.
Zayn pulled away and I was exhausted. Gasping for air. He played with my hair. "I've missed you so much Angie."
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