When the Unexpected Happens

A Broken Promise.

I stared into his dark hazel eyes with flaming rage clearly visible in my eyes. Zayn swallowed slightly as he ran his hand through his hair nervously. I broke the gaze with him an turned my attention to the white marble floors of his condo. "You said you changed..." I spoke in a low, soft voice. Zayn rubbed his right forearm as he bit in his lower lip. "I did...It was a mistake. I was in the wrong mindset and environment." He hesitated throughout his explanation. "It's always the same mistake though! You always say you're going to change and then you go back to your old ways!" I snapped at Zayn. My eyes began to tear up as I stared down at the floor. There was a dead silence between us. No movement. No sound. Just barely breathing.

Zayn slowly approached me as my body stiffened. He wrapped his arms around me softly. "I'm sorry...Give me another chance please..." Zayn whispered into my right ear. I shook my head as I pushed Zayn away. The tears streamed down my face as I backed away from him. Zayn gritted his teeth together as he formed his left hand into a fist. I pushed my hair back as I went over to the coffee table. I took my studded purse off the table, wiping the tears away. "You can't leave me, Skylar." Zayn spoke in a deep, dark tone of voice. "Yes I can and I am!" I stated, walking towards the door. Suddenly, Zayn gripped my left forearm tightly and aggressively. "I won't let you." He growled as he stared down at me. His eyes suddenly became dark as his nails dug into my arm, causing me to drop my purse. "Let go of me, Zayn!" I yelled at him, hitting his chest with my right hand. Zayn grabbed my right arm, squeezing it tightly. "I said, you're not leaving me!" He growled loudly, slamming against the door aggressively. "You're mine now." Zayn said in a deep voice, staring into my light brown eyes. He dug his nails deeper into my arms, breaking through the skin. "Zayn...you're hurting me.." I muttered as a tear streamed down my cheeks. "Sometimes love hurts." He whispered against my lips before crashing his lips aggressively against mine. I struggled against Zayn and his grip. He forced his tongue into my mouth, slipping his right leg between my legs. I hissed into the kiss, biting down on his lower lip roughly. Zayn growled, breaking the kiss. He licked the blood off from his lower lip with a smirk. "I love it when your aggressively." A sadistic smirked curved upon his lips. "Well, you're going to love me even more then." I hissed, kneeing him in his manhood since he had moved his leg. Zayn instantly released my arms, groaning. I picked up my purse and turned to the door. "Don't...leave...me." Zayn mumbled. "Too late." I said lowly as I opened the door and left.

I hugged my legs to my chest, crying into my knees on the bed. My heart was shattered into a million un-repairable pieces. At first, they were just rumors. The photos were photoshopped. The sources were fake and made up. Harry even denied the rumors. A week later. The rumors were true this time. The photo was real. The source was real. And, Harry couldn't deny it this time. She's a new model, fresh out of a modeling academy. Her and Zayn met at a modeling agency party that I had turned down for my Victoria Secret show. Just friends he said. And, I believed him. I thought nothing of it. But, the media did. After a picture of them leaving the party together was leaked, there were rumors of Zayn cheating on me with Angela. Zayn and Harry denied it and reassured me. It turned out the picture was photoshopped by who, I don't know nor do I care. A week passed and the rumor flared back up. A picture was leaked of them kissing. This time, the photo was real. And, Zayn kept quiet and Harry couldn't deny it this time. At all. No one would reassure me this time. It was true. Zayn had cheated on me. He broke our promise. I glanced at the promise ring through the tears. Was it all a lie? Did he just want to get his fill in? One thing I do know is that Zayn will be Zayn. And no matter what what he says or promises, he'll always go back to his old ways. Another worthless mistake.