When You said 'Rock Me', Is This What You Meant? | l.t (Book l) [unedited]

Chapter Twenty Nine

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Zoe's POV:

I sat on the couch alone as Honesty and the boys played in the gaming room. I held Louis' phone in my hands, debating calling my Mother again.

I sucked it up, and dialed her number.

"What?" She snapped. I guess she saved my number. I hung up on her, and fought the tears down my throat.

"What do you wanna do today?" Louis asked, suddenly sitting beside me.

"I dunno, what do you wanna do today?" I asked.

"Stay home." He shrugged. I handed him his phone back, and he shoved it in his pocket.

"Tomorrow and Friday I'll leave it with you, and if we haven't gotten you one by Saturday you can use it again." He smiled. I nodded, and pulled my legs up.

"You've been depressed recently." Louis frowned. I scoffed.

"I'm not depressed." I rolled my eyes. Louis laughed and poked my stomach.

"You roll your eyes a lot." He chuckled. I rolled my eyes before I realized it. He quirked a brow as if to say "See?".

"Hey, what was wrong with Liam this morning?" I asked in a hushed tone.

"I think he's just trying to make everything okay with you. He'll be fine." Louis smiled. I shrugged.

"He looks like he might be loosing a bit of weight." I furrowed my brows.

"His weight goes up and down, love. Don't stress about it, you've got enough going on." Louis smiled. A knock at the door sent my stomach flipping.

"I'll get it." I smiled. I pulled the door open to reveal a girl with brown curly hair and a busted lip. There were bruises on her face that was turning yellow. She gulped and pulled her bag on her shoulder.

"Hi." Eleanor squeaked.

"What are you doing here?" I asked calmly.

"I-I wanted to apologize." She stuttered.

"It's okay. I guess it was my fault." I frowned. She smiled.

"I'm still sorry, though." She raised her brows.

"Do you wanna come in?" I asked, stepping aside. She nodded, and walked in. She stopped in the middle of the living room.

"Zoe, my sister wants to hurt you." She whispered. I felt my bones go rigid.

"What?" I asked, whispering. Louis was in another room, but he had ears everywhere.

"She's hooking somebody up with connections with you, and she wants you dead." She explained.

"What do you mean 'hooking somebody up'?" I asked.

"She's a drug dealer, specialty is heroin." She explained so fast I almost missed it. 

"Who?" I asked.

"I don't know. She won't tell me." Eleanor said.

"Hey Zoe, come look at Honesty." Louis called.