Malik - Z.M (Book 1, Malik Series)

17.

The last two chapters were private!!!

Sorry I've been updating so much because I'm scared I'm going to run out of data and my wifi doesn't turn on till next Wednesday D:

And I should be updating canvas sometime soon hopefully!!

Sorry:(

17.

My eyes widen as adrenaline spikes through me.

I don't know if I can do this! I don't know if I can go through with this!

I slowly walk towards the tray and place it on the bed.

Using the plastic fork to stir through the potatoes, I see the key and I quickly grab it before washing it clean.

I take a deep breath and stare down at it.

Do I really want to go through with this?

If we get caught, my friend dies.

I bite my lip.

It's my only chance - our only chance.

I stand abruptly and grab the knife from under the mattress and the note.

I grab the pillow case and suddenly think to myself that I could have strangled Zayn with a pillow case. God I'm stupid.

Shaking my head, I wrap my pillow case around the knife to avoid cutting myself and place it inside of my jeans.

I grab the note that Taylor had left me and quickly read through it again to refresh my memory.

I take a look around the room one last time.

God I hope I don't come back here.

I place the key in the lock and twist it.

The door opens and my hands begin to tremble as my adrenaline rises.

Walking out of the room, I wince at the bright light and quickly close the door behind me and lock it.

Cautiously, I make my way down the hallway and just like what Taylor had wrote down, it leads me straight to the dinning room.

I look for the door handle with a scratch or dent in it. Once I do, I quietly open the door and peak inside to see if anyone's there.

I look behind me this time as my breath begins to come short when I hear something.

My heart is beating so fast. I don't know if I can continue.

My legs are so tired.

Pushing the door open, I close it behind me and slowly walk down the hallway.

It's the last door on the left.

Taylor forgot to mention that this fucking hallway is almost fifty metres long!

I either run for it, or, I can walk. If I walk, someone could come out of one these doors and see me.

So, I ran. I ran through the hallway as quiet as I could with my bare feet until I reached the last door on the left.

My panic rises when I hear one of the doors open in the hallways. I quickly open the kitchen door and feel my eyes water up as worry begins to wash over me

I close the door quietly and feel a hand on my shoulder.

I grab the knife out immediately and Taylor jolts away.

She covers my mouth when I relax and I almost feel like I want to cry when I see her.

Taylor's eyes are bruised to the max, her bottom lip is cut deep and her cheeks are just as bad her eyes.