Flora POV
“You really won't tell me what it is?” Zayn says.
I covered him with the duvet properly and sit close to him on the bed.
He just had his medicines and I changed his bandage. The Doctor had instructed we should always change it both in the morning and night and under no circumstances must he misses his medicines, so he would recover speedily.
He stares at my eyes intensely, I blinked my eyes and look elsewhere.
Reid had told me not to say anything to him about Violet's death yet and seriously, I don't know how to tell him things because I feel like Violet saved Zayn's life.
“The doctor said you need excess rest, Zayn” I reminded, and he just scoffed softly.
“Where's Violet?” He asked again.
I sighed softly and smile down at him.
“Reid will answer that” I told him and stood up from the bed.
“Goodnight Zayn” I leaned down and pecked his cheek.
He crumpled his face.
“You're leaving me?” He pouts.
I laugh and shook my head.
“I'm leaving you to rest, you really need it”
He grabbed my hands.
“Stay a little while, didn't you miss me at all?” He pouts again, like a kid.
Zayn is so cute- the loss of his parents still hurts my heart deeply, I wanted to meet that woman who gave birth to a child as perfect as Zayn.
He pulled me, making me sit on the bed again.
I chuckle.
“Stay with me baby”
“If you insist, but I need to change to something… You know?” I told him, pointing a finger to my Jean trouser.
“Oh… You will find something fit in for the night in the closet” He winks, and I could feel heat on my cheeks.
That sounds…
Come on, Flora, what are you thinking? Besides, are you ready for it? My subconscious mind whispered in my ear.
I stood up and walk towards his closet, but I'm sure Zayn's eyes are not leaving my figure as they watch my back.
My stomach churned.
What's this I am feeling tonight?
I breathe out softly.
Get your mind straight, Flora.
I shut my eyes and opened them to see a beautiful family size picture frame, hanged on the wall, very close to the closet.
Whoa.
It's Zayn's family picture… I thought as I walk closer to it.
I stare at everyone in the picture with pure adoration.
“That's my family” I heard his voice, but I didn't turn to look at him.
I trail a finger on their faces with a little smile on my lips and a tear rolling down my cheek.
They'll look so happy in the picture, but younger, though.
I can tell from Zayn's look.
“You want to know something tonight?” Zayn asked behind me, and I quickly turned in his direction. I would be glad if I could hear something from him at least.
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“I become the person I am today, so I can get through with their murderer because I vowed to kill whoever the person is myself” He said in a calm voice, but deep down he's really boiling- I can feel it through my hand on his chest. I sniffed.
He just finished telling me the story of his life, and it was accurately all Reid has told me before.
I really feel for him.
How could people be so heartless?
“What have you become?” I asked curiously.
He's not saying anything and I can't see his face, the lamp has been turned off.
“Zayn” I called softly.
“I'm into cocaine business, Flora” 
A light gasp fell out of my mouth.
“What?” I asked with disbelief as I moved away from his hold.
And I also kill people” He added, and my heart beat struck.
I quickly turned the lamp on.
“You what?” 
He just stares at the ceiling.
“Not innocent people though” 
“I don't have the heart to kill innocent people, but I don't let my offenders go” He continues saying, like it's a good thing.
“How does that link with your parents' murderer, Zayn?” He looked at me and smile.
“It surely does link, princess” 
“But you really can't understand, no matter how hard I tried to explain, but I'm not a bad guy” He concluded.
He brought his hand behind my back.
My heart shook-I feel like taking his hand off my body, but a part of me can't do it, so I just stiffen my body and shut my eyes.
He laughs and I opened my eyes.
“I grab, you hate me now” He said with a hint of hurt in his voice.
I sighed.
Do I really hate him?
He took his hand away and turned to the other side.
“I promise to get my hands of this job after I caught my parents' murderer” I stare at his back as he talks.
“And what if you don't?” I asked lowly.
I watch his back, waiting for a reply but got none.
I sighed deeply.
I crawled out of the bed and walk out of his room. I feel so disappointed now.
The following morning…
I yawned softly as I descend the stairs.
I really didn't get enough sleep last night, my whole thought was centered on Zayn- I feel it would be better not to believe all I heard from him.
Honestly, I understand his reasons, but I think he's not being considerate enough.
I sighed ruefully as I walk into the kitchen.
“Mrs Rosaline!” I squealed.
She turned to me with a genuine smile on her face.
“How're you, my dear?” She asked in her always sweet voice.
Tears formed in my eyes as I run to her.
“I miss you so much” I told her honestly.
“I miss you too sweetheart” She giggles
I stayed in her warmth embrace, enjoying her hand in my hair.
We finally disengaged from the hug.
“How have you been?” I asked her.
She smiles and turned to the gas cooker.
“I've been well, it's just that the house felt empty without you” 
I chuckle and walk closer to her.
“Ryder is really a bad guy, Mrs Rosaline” I began.
“I thought I was going to die”
“And I'm glad you came back all good” She says as she brings out some ingredients from the kitchen cabinets.
“So, what's it for breakfast?”
“My mum had promised to come early this morning, so she can prepare the breakfast” I leaned my back on the cabinet as I watch her do everything expertly.
“But she's not here”
She turns her head to look at me.
“Your mum will be here this morning?” She asked and I nodded.
“With my Dad”
“They both owe Zayn so much, isn't it?”
She smiles and gave a short nod.
I led Mum into the dinning room- breakfast has been served already.
“Mum, are you sure Dad is coming?” I asked her again as she took her seat in the dinning.
She smiles.
“He promised to be here soon”
I twist my lips- I'm disappointed they didn't arrive together.
I'd planned to make a formal introduction this morning.
Although, Zayn met my mum already yesterday.
“Good morning aunt” I heard Reid's voice behind me.
"Morning, Reid"
“How was your night?” Mum asked him sweetly.
“It was great” he took his seat beside mine.
“And how's Zayn?” Mum asked.
My heart skip at the mention of his name.
Will I be able to face him?
Reid poke my arm and I turned to him with my brows raised.
“Aunt just asked a question” He reminded.
Oh,
“He's still asleep” I replied simply.
“Can we eat now?” I asked them.
“Don't you think you should take some food to Zayn's room” Reid suggested.
“That won't be necessary” I heard his baritone voice and I froze instantly on my seat.
“Good morning Aunt” She greeted politely.
I just look down at my meal.
"Morning, dear"
“You shouldn't be stressing yourself”
“ Flora will bring your food to you” 
He chuckles.
“It's fine ma'am, I'm alright” 
I glance up and caught him staring at me.
I quickly took my eyes away- why is it that I'm the one feeling like this?
We'll start eating slowly and after a short while, Zayn cleared his voice.
“Where's Violet?” I look at him, and he's looking at Reid.
Reid glances at me and I nodded quickly.
We should just tell him already.
The doorbell rings.
I turned to mum and she's smiling already.
Oh… That should be Dad.
I sprang to my feet and exit the dinning room.
I opened the entrance door and truly, it's Dad.
He shot me a beautiful smile and which I reciprocate.
“Come in” I told him as I paved way for him.
“How was your night?” He asked as he stepped in.
I just nodded as I lead him to the dining room.
“It was good, and yours?” 
He stopped walking and I turned to look at him.
“You want to know how my night went?” 
I nodded curtly.
“Bring your ear closer” he says, and I gladly did.
“I dreamt about your mum the whole night” he whispered into my ear and I laugh.
“It's a good thing, isn't it?” I wink at him amidst laughter, and he did the same.
We walked into the dinning room and everyone looked up from their food to look at the visitor, including Mrs Rosaline.
Reid eyes protruded and I just smile.
Zayn's glare hard at him like he's going to kill him soon.
Okay,
I'm not prepared for this, but I've got to do this.
“Good morning everyone” Dad greeted cheerfully.
Zayn dropped his cutlery and rose to his feet, the anger on his face was now prominent.
“And what the fu*k are you doing in my house?” He flares as he marched towards Dad,, but I quickly stand between his way.
“Calm down Zayn” I told him.
“Don't tell me to calm down” He yells.
“What the hell do you want in my house?”
“Oh… You're here to express your condolence, right?”
“You thought I was going to die” He clenches his teeth.
"Enough, Zayn" I yelled this time.
"Will you just allow me to talk?”
He pants heavily, shooting Dad a hatred look.
“I invited him over” I face everyone and told them.
“And why would you do that?” Zayn questioned irritatedly.
“Because he's my Dad” I shouted in frustration.
His eyes dilated at once. “Your…”
“Yeah… Flora is my daughter Zayn” Dad says this time.
He looked from my face to dad's face.
“How's that even possible?” He asked in a very low voice now.
“It's possible Zayn” Mum answered.
Everyone were now on their feet.
“I don't know what the differences between you two might be, but it would be best if you both settle it now” Mum continues.
“William is the father of Flora and that fact will always remain” Mum added, and I watch as his face softened a little.
After a momentary silence, “But I still want to know things, I mean everything in details” Zayn said, then I nodded in agreement.