Chapter Fourteen: You crossed the line

Jenna's POV

After last night's events, Zayn and I, decided to leave form Bradford. Zayn's relationship with his dad was still in tence but 'all they need is time' like Tricia said. 

A few hours later we were back to London and we were walking to our house. Zayn unlocked the front door and we walked in, setting our laggages to the hallway. Zayn was very silent the whole way back home and I was still mad at him for his attitude. I grabbed my bag and I walked to the  bedroom. 

"Jenna?" Zayn spoke softly, leaning his body to the doorframe. 

"Yes?" I said not even looking at him. 

"You don't have to do this, please?" 

"Do what?" I asked flatly, still not looking at him. 

"Be mad at me." 

"I'm not mad at you." I stated as I was pulling my clothes out of my bag. 

"Jenna, I know you are. Please, all I need is your support." He walked towards me and cupped my face with his warm hands, forcing me to look up at his beautiful chocolate eyes. 

"Oh, really?! Cause last night you said you don't need my pity!" I snapped. 

Guilt was washing over his face and he chewed his bottom lip, trying to fight back some tears. 

"I'm sorry baby. I'm so sorry." He whispered and rested his forehead against mine. Our faces inches apart. His brown orbs sparkling. I swear his eyes can compel me. They put this spell on me. I couldn't stand this any longer so I gave in to his charm. I caressed his cheekbone and I moved closer to him. His hot breath hit my skin, making me shiver and his mesmering eyes were flickering from my eyes to my lips. His plump lips brushed gently against mines and I closed my eyes immidiately kissing him back. His hand travelled to my back, bringing my body closer to him and I curled my arms around his neck. His tongue licked my bottom lip, begging for entrance and I couldn't help but gave in and let him taste my mouth. The kiss, soon enough, became heated and with one swift move I took off his jacket throwing it across the bed. Without breaking the kiss, I started tracing my fingers to his muscular arms and his tattoos, but when I reached his wrists Zayn flinched in pain. I quickly pulled back and my eyes landed to three more horizontal lines to his left wrist. I looked up at him and Zayn lowered his gaze. I gently took his left wrist to my hand, examinating the fresh wounds. 

"Why?" Was all I managed to say before sitting on the edge of the bed and burring my head to my hands.

Zayn's POV

"Why?" She asked, her voice cracking.

I opened my mouth to speak, but the words weren't forming. I was really upset last night and I couldn't take it anymore. I was 'clean' for about one month, but yesterday's events were too much for me to handle. My terrible fight with my dad and Jenna was killing me! I had to do something to let the steam out. Cutting was my escape. My escape without hurting the others, but it turned out that I was hurting them more than my own self.

"I asked you a fucking question!" She snapped and looked up at me. Tears on her eyes.

"I...I was upset..." I stattered without making eye contact with her.

Jenna let out a sarcastic chuckle and got up. "Yes! Of cource! You were upset!"

"You don't know how I felt last night..." I said, my voice raising by the second.

"Please, stop! This is not an fucking excuse!" She fired back and at this time the anger was boiling inside me.

"I'm not fucking looking for excuses, okay? You know nothing about me!" I glowled.

"Yes! Yes, I don't! But you know why? Because you don't say anything to me!" She hissed.

"A month! A whole fucking month and after everything we've been throught you just ruined everything in one fucking night!" She spoke again this time louder.

"You don't know how I feel..." I said calmer this time.

"You say this every fucking time! Oh please! You started all of this shit because of her. Like, why you  do this to yourself?"

"Stop!"

"For someone who doesn't even deserve a single tear!" She continued, ignoring my warns.

"Jenna, stop!"

"For someone who used you and now she's living her life with someone else. She moved on. You didn't! Instead of that you stayed here crying and harming yourself for a bitch!" She yelled. At this point, I've had enough. I couldn't control my anger anymore.

"Shut the fuck up!" I hissed and my hand flew across her face. Jenna gasped and I did the same. I couldn't belive I did such a disgustig thing, to her. She shook her face and looked at me with disgust before storming out of the room and walking to the bathroom.

"Jenna, baby! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to do that!" I pleaded as I followed her. She walked into the bathroom, opened the cabinet and started searching for something. 

"Jenna! Please...I'm so sorry! I didn't want to hurt you!" I pleaded one more time.

"You see these!" She said holding the blades to her hand. "Take a good look of them, cause it's the last time you see them." And with that she threw the blades to the toilet and flushed them.

"What the fuck did you do?!" I looked at her in complete shock.

"I promised you I will help you! It's something I should have done it two months ago!" She pushed me out of her way and I ran behind her. Before she could reach the stairs, I grabbed her arm.

"Why you're being a bitch?!" I tighten my grip around her tiny arm.

"I'm the one who's the bitch?! You just slapped me, Zayn! Why are you keep acting like a jerk? And don't put that 'I'm sad' face to me. You're not the only one who got dumped anyway..." She mumbled the last part and tried to break free from my grip, but I made her turn around to face me.

"You crossed the line!" I growled at her.

"Let the fuck go!" She tried to break free again and by the time I loosed my grip, he foot stambled to the stair and she feel down. 

Her screams pierced my ears and I stood on the top of the stairs watching her fragile body rolling down, not able to do anything.

"Jenna!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and I ran to the end of the stairs where Jenna was. A whimper escaped her mouth.

"Oh my God! Jenna, baby are you ok? Talk to me!" I kneeled down. 

"It hurts so fucking much. Zayn..." She sobbed, her eyes getting heavy by the moment.

"Stay with me baby! I'm taking you to the hospital now!" I picked her bridal style and I walked her to my car, where I setted her to the back seat and I drove off.

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"Call a doctor! Where's a doctor! Please, my girlfriend is hurt!" I stormed inside the emergencies with Jenna's body in my arms. Her eyes were shut and I was freaking out.

Two nurces came up to me with a stretcher and I gently placed Jenna on it. I held her hand and the nurces leaded her to a room where I wasn't allowed to get in.

"Sir, you need to step out, please!" One of them shoved me out.

"No! I want to be by her side! It's my girlfriend!" I said and I tried to step inside but she wouldn't let me.

"Please, sir! You need to stay out!" She shooed me and made her way inside again. 

I did as I was told to and I was walking up and down the enormous hallways of the hospital, tracing invisible circles with my feet. The minutes were passing by painfully and after what seemed like forever, a doctor came out. 

"Doctor? Is she ok?" I asked him biting my bottom lip nervously.

"Are you a relative of hers?" He asked.

"I'm her boyfriend." I answered back.

"Follow me to my office Mr..."

"Malik!" I finished his sentence and I followed him to the end of the hallway, where his office was.

"Please sit down mr. Malik." He said and motioned me to sit on a chair across his desk.

"Is she ok?" I asked, tottally panicking this time. I knew he was about to tell me something.

"Well, mr. Malik, your girlfriend hit her head hard. There is a big hematoma to the back of her head. She sprained her right foot too, but that's not a big deal. What concerns me is her head." He said in a serious tone and my face dropped.

Oh my God! I couldn't believe it! A lump was on my troat but I shallowed it down and after I regained my composure, I asked him. "Is she going to be fine?"

"Yes, but first she has to do a surgery." He looked at me.

I ran my fingers through my hair furiously, messing it. "When are you going to do the surgery?"

"Tomorrow. She's going to stay here overnight and tomorrow morning she's going to be fine." He smiled at me. A smile that gave me hope.

"Can I see her now?" I asked before I stodd up.

"Yes, you can. The nurse is going to guide you to her room. You can stay by her side all night if you want to. The room she is, has an extra bed. You can sleep there." He informed me and a blonde nurse leaded me to Jenna's room.

A/N: BIGGEST PLOT TWIST EVER, huh?! You didn't see that coming? Right? Well, I'm an evil person! (MWAHAHAHAa). Enough! Anyways, this chapter is my favourite and I can't believe it came out like that! I don't know if you love it or hate it, so whatever....

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