Stigma // ziall AU [BOOK ONE]

FOUR

CHAPTER FOUR -- "why the fuck are you guys still friends?"

"what the fuck?" I breathed out. "why..why do you have no tongue?!"

now I understood why he didn't open his mouth, or cannot simply talk.

how does the boy eat?

I noticed how skinny he was. it cleared my last question; he doesn't.

"it's a long story.." he wrote down on a piece of paper.

"I need you to tell me, zayn, or you liam.. do you know why?"

"I cut it out with a knife." liam said bluntly and I spit out my orange juice.

"w-what?!"

"he killed my family when we were both younger, so I cut out his tongue."

"it wasn't like that!" zayn hurried to write down.

"how was it like then, zee? you murdered his family!"

"I had no choice! liam said he'd murder me! seems as if he's going to anyways..I can't eat without a tongue." zayn wrote down and frowned.

I looked at liam. "why?"

"I have ICD, impulse control disorder, I was diagnosed when I was sixteen and they didn't think it was too bad yet and so they didn't put me on any medications...zayn and I were close friends for a long time. I had forced it on him without even knowing and then I thought at the time he did it on purpose so I tied him up to a chair and cut his tongue out."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "why the fuck are you guys still friends?"

"I love him." liam said. "we're like brothers."

"then why are you always smirking when you see it?"

"it gives me satisfaction."