Storm

okay guys, this is probably one of the most serious chapters i've ever written, and it's really... different, youll see why.i wanted to add something a little deep and dark into this chapter, because i have plans for where it's heading soon.so, it could be a little triggering, so i want everyone to be really supportful for Jaycee in this one, pretend like she's a real girl, and leave her a nice message below on your honest thoughts about her. that'd be really nice.on a lighter note!, i have recently found out that i have fans from Scotland, which got me thinking... where are you all from??, make sure you add that too, what countries guys??, i'll start, i'm from Australia. (and no, i do NOT ride Kangaroos).and also, what i love the most about my comments, is the nice long ones, i love reading them over and over again, and i love hearing what you guys have gotten out of my writing, it really gets my confidence up, and gives me more motivation to keep writing. you guys (and i mean this) are truly amazing people, and i love you all with everything i have. there is not a day that goes by where i don't think about you all. and when you ask for another quick upload, i just get STRAIGHT onto it, no matter what i'm doing. because i just feel like you all deserve them, and you do.i love you!.annnd, 1 more thing, as some of you may know, there is going to be ANOTHER story after this one finishes.new girl, new story.and her name is Avery.i can't wait for you guys to read it once it's released!.anyway, i won't bother you all anymore!. don't forget your messages to Jaycee!and what country you're reading from!xohttps://twitter.com/#!/isabellestories________________________________________Harry came smashing through the front door, saturated.

“wheres Jaycee?” Zayn asks, a worried expression spread across his face, and Harry just smiles

“Why don’t you go and get her?, you did that before, right? Just went and took her?”

Zayn looked confused, and Harry just laughed his ‘I’m annoyed and I hate you’ laugh.

“What are you talking about man?”

“Oh jesus, Zayn, cut the act, I know about you and Jaycee”

Zayn freezes, and then shifts on the spot

“I’m… sorry, man”

“don’t you even dare, you prick, you knew how much she meant to me”

“Harry.. i-“

“Just go and get her”

“What? You just left her?”

“Yep”

“Harry, that is the most jerkiest thing someone could ever do, and it’s fucking raining!”

“she’ll be fucking fine, go and get her”

“I’m going to have to now, aren’t i??, because you know, she’s stuck in-“

Zayns phone buzzes in his pocket, and he slides the tab to answer.

“Z-zayn?” she sobs

“Jaycee??, where are you?? I’m coming to get you, right now-“ Zayn steps out onto the front portch, but before he could take another stride;

“Wait, one sec” he says, a paces back inside, and stands right in front of Harry

and he punches him, in the jaw.

Harry yelps and falls back onto the stairway, Zayn just turns back around and walks out the door again.

“W-what was that?” she asks

“oh, I just punched Harry.”.

you know that thing that happens when you cry? You know, when you can’t get words out because your hyperventilating?, that’s what Jaycee was like on the phone to Zayn, she couldn’t get words out.

“h-he just l-left me.. Z-zayn” she cries into the phone, Zayn can’t help but feel so sorry for her, he was on his way to the cliff edge, almost crying himself.

How could Harry just leave her there?

“I’m nearly there, okay Jay? About… ten minutes, hang in there”

“i-it’s cold”

Zayn pushes his foot harder on the accelerator, causing him to fly forward faster.

“I’m coming, okay?” he says, and turns another corner.

Jaycee hung up the phone, and tucked it back into her jacket pocket.

It was raining really hard right now, and she was just sitting there, on the edge.

Just waiting.

Suddenly, a speeding car came flying around the corner, and Jaycee knew it was Zayn, instantly.

He car came to a thudding stop, and he got out immediately.

Jaycee has never seen anyone run faster than Zayn did, right then and there.

He came over, and lifted her frail body up from the ground, Jaycee was covered in grass and dirt, she had been lying down the entire time, and even though it was pelting down rain, he could see her tears.

And that broke his heart.

He carried her to the car, and placed her in the backseat, she lay there, clutching the seat covers.

It was all the emotions she was feeling, it was all those things she’d bundled up and buried, and they just came pouring out.

And now she lay there, clutching the seatcovers as she hyperventalted and cried.

And she cried that hardest she had ever cried before.

Her whole body shook with every wave of tears that spilled over.

Zayn pulled her head onto his lap, and after closing all of the car doors and windows, he began to stroke her head, and everytime a tear fell, he’s wipe it with his fingers.

Jaycee looks down at her ring, and angrily swiped at her eyes.

She reaches down and pulls the ring of with such force that it felt like she was ripping half her skin off.

“What are you doing?” Zayn says gently

“Give me your phone” she sniffs

“here-“ he pulls out his iphone and hands it to her, and she swipes through his numbers until she reaches Harrys.

After clicking ‘dial’ she climbs off of Zayn and gets out of the car and back into the rain.

“Zayn?! What do you want?!” Harry says into the phone, and she laughs

“This is Jaycee”

Harry goes silent.

“I just wanted to inform you, Styles, that from now on, I am no longer yours. I am NOT your property anymore. And you know what? You can forget your stupid marrage, because I am no longer your fiancé”

Harry is still silent.

“and guess what?, I have your ring and your stupid ass charm in my left hand, and you know what I’m about to do?”

Harry is still, once again, silent.

“I am about to throw them both off of this damn cliff”.

Silent.

“-oh, and before I do, I just wanted to say one thing-“

“And what might that be?” he finally says, his voice hoarse. she laughs meanly, and looks up into the rain

“I just wanted to say, that I honestly hate you, Harry”.

“what have I done wrong?, why are you doing this?”

“maybe because you left me, in the freezing cold, alone, without ANY means of shelter, and that can really make a girl hate you, so-“ she brings her hand back and in one big fling of the arm and a little grunt, the ring and charm go flying off of the cliff edge.

Making sure Harry knew that she wasn’t bluffing.

“so-, fuck you” she finally finishes, and hangs up.

Jaycee turns and runs back to the car, jumping in next to Zayn.

“Now, take me home”

“sure thing” he says, and hops in the front seat, starting up the car.

Jaycee walked through the door calmly, to see Niall, Liam and Louis looking at each other with worried glances.

She just tries to smile.

“Hey boys” she says, hiding the huge waves of emotion that were hitting her.

“I am going upstairs, I’ll be down later”. She says, keeping her calm, when really, her whole body was screaming.

She makes her way upstairs, stopping by the bathroom.

After a quiet debate with herself, she walked in and locked the door behind her.

She paced back and fourth, trying to keep her tears to a quiet minimum.

There was something jamming at the back of her head, that she didn’t want to keep it in any longer.

What was a good methord for getting rid of emotions?

Her answer was sitting on the edge of the bathtub.

And It practically mocked her.

She’s never done anything that dramatic, and she never thought she would… but she couldn’t just keep the emotions anymore.

Jaycee had finally broken.

It’s sad, though.

Sometimes, when you’ve gone through so much, and kept so much buried, it just comes right back up and bites you.

And then you’re screwed.

Someone knocks on the door.

“Jaycee?, can I come in?” Zayn asks, and Jaycee panics.

She runs over to the toilet and drapes a few pieces of toilet paper over her wrist.

It’s not like they were deep, she thinks.

It’s just four of them, nobody’ll notice.

She then walks over to the door, putting her hand up against it

“Hey.. Zayn, can you get me a jumper?”

“uhm, why?”

“I’m just.. I’m just cold”

“Okay then Jay”

she listens to his footsteps trail off, and then trail back.

“here-“ he says, and she opens the door slightly, just enough to clasp onto the jumper and pull it in.

but it wasn’t her jumper, it was his varsity jacket.

She couldn’t put this on, not with her bleeding arm.

“Z-zayn, can you get one of my jackets?”

“Why?”

“Just, please”

she listens to the footsteps again.

After he knocked once, and she took her jacket from him, she draped it around her, and made sure it covered her wrists.

She felt calm, for no reason at all, it was like, someone had made a puncture hole in her heart, and all the emotions just flowed out, and there was none left.

For some reason, everything felt fine.

And she walked out, with a smile on her face.

“Thanks” she says to Zayn, who smiles awkwardly.

“Are you okay?, because I don’t think you’re s’post to be…”

“I’m fine, Zayn, really, I’m okay now”.

Zayn looked at her funny.

He was going to believe her, because he didn’t want her to be anything else but okay.

He was going to just smile and wait until he finds out for himself how she really was feeling.

Because seeing her like that in the car, was not something you just recover from instantly.

He bit his lip, and grabbed her hand, he felt her flinch.

“you promise you’re okay?” he asks once more

she got really good at smiling on queue.

“I promise” she says, and takes a deep breath.

You’re a horrible liar, she thinks.

He’s going to find out

It’s only a matter of when.

And how long you can hide it for.

Oops.