𝐴 𝑃𝐼𝐸𝐶𝐸 𝑂𝐹 𝐶𝐴𝐾𝐸 | ✔︎

-Part forty three-

Zara's pov

( flashback 11 years)

"You stupid whore" father shouts

"You dumb little daughter" mother says in a sour tone

"You were told to act like a good daughter at this event...how DARE you talk to a boy!" Father shouts

"I-I-I'm sorry," I say in a whisper to afraid to speak up

"YOUR SORRY? Your gonna act like a whore and then say you're sorry?!" Father shouts

I didn't mean to.

the boy who came up to me he was very sweet but I couldn't tell him my name because my mother came and got me

I'll probably never see him again now

And I liked talking to him, he said he enjoyed listening to me talking about my love for books

Father goes to hit me and I scream in pain

"PLEASE STOP I'M SORRY DON'T HIT ME PLS ILL BE A GOOD DAUGHTER I PROMISE"

"YOU DONT SPEAK WHEN PUNISHED" mother screams

( end of flashback)

I jolt awake at someone's voice

"Jesus Zara are you okay?" Enzo's face is filled with confusion and worry

I start to hyperventilate and freak out

I run to the balcony

I need air I can't breathe in here

I need out of this room

My mind is going a million miles an hour

And the one thing I can think of is that I need Enzo to know, I can't do this without him, and I trust him

With seeing my parents for the first time in 5 years it's made me more scared then ever, but mostly I just want them dead already so they can stop haunting me where ever I go, there always there even if there living half way across the country I still feel them everywhere, in the dark...in the rain, everywhere that's correlated to bad memories

And I can't face or handle it anymore I need Enzo and I need him more then ever

I love him more then life and I trust him

Enzo's pov

I get woken up to a loud voice

I look beside me and see that Zara's having a nightmare

Shit, what do I do?

I start to gently shake her to wake her up

I can see she's sweaty

"NO PLS DONT" she shouts

What in the hell

I stop touching her only to realize it's in her dream that she's screaming about

"I'm sorry I'll be a good daughter just don't hit me" she starts crying in her sleep

WHAT THE FUC-

My heart drops it's like every hint that I've ignored suddenly slaps me in the face

So was I not insane to question her about the flinching at the ball?

"Zara get up...sweetheart" I shake her a little more

She suddenly jolts awake

And starts hyperventilating

She gets up and runs over to the balcony and I follow