Married to my nemesis-Chapter 112: Zayn’s anger

"Zayn!!, Zayn please wake up just wake up, someone please help," she shouted in tears as she placed Zayn’s head on her lap, she tried to locate where the gun had hit him but she wasn’t able to find the place, she wondered what was wrong, she needed to find the spot.

Seeing his closed eyes gave her discomfort.

"Zayn, please breathe," she pleaded in tears after unmasking him.

"Do you remember the first time we were at this place? Do you really love me this way? " Zayn shockingly spoke and then with a grip on herself, she didn’t know what she could do other than push his head on the ground so he could have a hard hit on the ground.

Zayn groaned painfully as Phoebe stood up to leave but Zayn was fast to catch her hand before she left, she was about to retrieve her hand but Zayn pulled her close as her back landed on his chest and then he placed his arms around her waist without space to leave.

"Zayn, leave me."

"I just want you to listen to me."

"Don’t expect to be spoken with after what you did."

"I’m sorry, I know that I must have disappointed you, those people who you saw running away, I had them do it because I wanted your attention, and what you heard, it wasn’t a gunshot it was the sound of a firework."

" I’ve realized that now, would you let me go? "

" But I don’t want you to go, once I release you are you going to let me talk to you? "

" Just let me go, " without any other choice, Zayn let her go.

" Phoe-" he was interrupted by the hit of his face which threw his face in another direction.

Zayn raised his head back with a clench of his jaw and then he was taken aback by Phoebe’s grip on his collar as she pulled him close.

" The next time you do this thing again, I promise you, I’m going to kill you."

" I’m already a dead person but I need you to listen to what I have to say. "

Phoebe scoffed.

" What do you have to say, maybe I should guess-" she scrutinized the area.

" I’m not sure just as you planned the all-dead show you must have set a cameraman who could get my emotional side, you know what Mr. Man, you’ve done what you have to do, so common, do everything you have to do and once again betray me, right? Just like you’ve always done."

Zayn angrily gripped her hands and then he threw her hands, and then he cupped her face with her hands, bringing it closer.

His hands around her face as he brought her face closer.

"You know you’re right, I have a cameraman who gets to film your emotional parts but you know what, I think they are useless, I don’t need them again. Just one betrayal and you’re ready to leave me but then you are ready to accept the guy who betrays you over and over, right? "

" Zayn, get your hands off my face, " she stated with a pout as she struggled to remove his hand.

" Just leave me."

" What has he done to you, you’re not the Phoebe I know-" With anger fueled within her, she used her fixed nails to dig his hand boring his skin.

Zayn groaned in pain but still, he had his hands on her face.

"This is the only way I can get you to listen to me, you don’t want to heed my words but you rather make your life a hell by being with that womanizer. "

" Just leave me, " she stated and this time she was able to remove his hands from her.

"What’s the difference between the both of you, you both have the same thing in common, you both don’t want me to rest, and why, because you want me? You know what I’m also tired of myself, I just want to be alone. You both don’t ever consider my feelings, all you want is to see me and see me suffer mentally because you both just want to have what you want, my feelings are also hurt here but despite the fact, it doesn’t mean anything to the both of you. Is this what you invited me for, wow Zayn," she gave him applause.

"You know before I used to think you were mature but now, you’ve reduced to the tiniest level I can think of," she stated and then she took her mask and walked away.

She heaved a deep sigh as she tried her best to hold back herself from crying.

She wished Enim found out what was going on because she was suffering here, she was between the both of them and she couldn’t understand her feelings, she knew she didn’t want to die but the fact was that she also felt she didn’t want to live.

She was stuck in between these boys and she couldn’t understand.

She walked to the bathroom to get her makeup done, as she got her makeup done she heard the knob of the door close.

She furrowed her eyebrows out of suspicion, did she get locked in the place?

She walked towards the door to open the door but it wasn’t opening.

She knocked on the door.

"Hey, is someone here?" She cried out but there was no one listening to her.

What was happening now?

"Hey, is anyone there?!!" She cried out, she couldn’t believe she left her phone and here she was stuck, she couldn’t contact anyone.

Before she could think of what to do, the environment was filled with toxic gas as she began to cough, she looked around, suspicious of the event.

Holding onto the knob of the door as she constantly tried to open it, she coughed a bit as she used her hand to close her nose.

"Someone, please who’s there?" She begged but there was nothing that she could hear.

"Please is anyone there?" She cried out but still with the fact no one was there to open the door.

She began to lose consciousness slowly, she was feeling a bit dizzy as she walked towards the faucet and then she turned on the water, splashing the water on her face, she gave a look at the mirror in her miserable state, her sclera layer was becoming red.

She was feeling a bit dizzy but she didn’t stop there, she continued to splash water on her face, the smell of the place affected her nostrils, she placed her hands on the pavement of the faucet trying to gain control but she wasn’t.

She splashed water but still, her retina couldn’t formate the images that were sending to her and then she began to feel her rods coming out, since she was feeling bits of black.

She didn’t know how she ended up on the ground with an unconscious body but she began to feel her nostrils burn and then she fell to the ground losing control.

Minutes at the party hall and yet Ezekiel hadn’t seen Phoebe, he couldn’t explain the reason but he began to feel a bit disturbed about the matter, well that was because the event he was attending was the same event as her ex-secret lover.

He was worried that Phoebe might be seeing Zayn.

He had to work hard to gain her and he wasn’t thinking of losing her again, he couldn’t let her go away and be with Zayn, he needed her just for a few days but as for now, she was his.

His gazes searched around the room looking for her lover but there was no sight of either her or Zayn.

His anger fueled as he stood up to look around for him.

Once he found Zayn talking with some of his friends, without holding back and etiquette, he held Zayn by the collar and then took Zayn in shock and hit him in the face.

Zayn came back up to hit him back but he stopped to see that Ezekiel had held him by the collar, Ezekiel’s eyes dilated with anger mixed by his sight.

"C’mon, tell me where you hidden her?" He shook him by the collar.

"Tell me," Zayn frowned at his words, he didn’t even know what he was talking about.

"Oh really, you want to play innocent man with me? Tell me, should I say it in front of your friends or you tell me where you have kept her."

Struck by the last word he stated, he knew that it had to concern Phoebe, he didn’t know how his adrenaline built up but then he pushed Ezekiel backward, and then he punched him in the face.

How could he allow Phoebe to get lost?

The anger that fueled up for the anger that he had because of his betrayal towards him went into the muscles of his knuckles leaving the mark of his knuckles on his cheeks.

"I swear I’m not going to spare you for what you’ve done," he stated as he continued to hit him mindlessly throwing him around the place.

Ezekiel couldn’t get a grip of him feeling he was on the verge of losing himself, if not because Zayn’s friend finally interfered getting a grip of Zayn on the arms so he wouldn’t kill him.

Blood dripped down Ezekiel’s swollen face and he was about to hit his back on Zayn but once again, it was Zayn’s friends who stopped him.