Black and Blue (a Zendaya and val fanfiction)

Save me

Zendayas POV

My uncles hand squeezed my wrist, cutting off the circulation.

"What are you doing here?" I whispered.

"The better question is what are YOU doing here?"

"I'm with val. Please let go," I pleaded as my wrist was burning.

"Oh I'm gonna hurt you worse than this when we get home."

"Actually," I heard Val's voice say," she'll be coming home with me."

Val's POV

I smirked as zendayas uncles eyes widened.

I had only met the man once, but I was suspicious of him even then. I just blamed it in my protectiveness towards zendaya.

But now, I realized what- or who in this case- was giving zendaya those bruises.

I wanted to give him a few of his own, but for zendayas sake I just grabbed her hand and walked out of the building.

"Val."

"Hmmmm," I said to zendaya.

"Thank you," she said as she leans her cheek onto my chest.

"Anything for you z."

She smiled.

"So, is there anything we need to pick up at your house?"

"Yes, but can we wait until my uncle goes drinking tonight?"

"Drinking tonight? He already looked pretty drunk."

"That's my uncle for you. Party all day and party all night. Plus leave a few breaks in there for him to hit his punching bag."

"You?"

"Always," she said.

I hated him.

Thoughts?