thirty-three: the downfall

Zayn can't breathe, his heart starting to race in his chest as he quite literally starts gasping for air. Trisha stays sitting at her desk, watching as her son has what appears to be a panic attack. She doesn't care as he loses his bearings, sliding down the wall as he continues to gasp for air. She stands up from her seat after another minute or two, slowly making her way to her son who was still sitting on the ground. She bends down in front of him, grabbing his chin and forcing him to look at her. 

"You know, I could've done a lot worse. I could've taken away that fancy house of yours or all that money Yaser left you. I could've ruined you, Zayn." She says quietly, earning a glare from Zayn. 

"Why didn't you?" Zayn manages to get out as he pulls her hand away from him. Trisha smiles at that before patting his cheek and standing back up. She walks back over to her desk, placing her hands down on top of it as she clears her throat. It takes her a moment to respond, almost like she was trying to figure out what she was going to say. 

"Because believe it or not, I care about you. You never wanted this, Zayn. You didn't want this company and you only took it upon yourself to run it because you felt like you owed your father as little as that. I'm doing you a favor." She says, earning a scoff from Zayn as he shakes his head. He was so tired of hearing people tell him how he felt, they weren't him. 

"You're not doing anyone any favors, you are exactly like he was. You take what you want without even a thought about what it's going to do to others. You talk about how much I'm like him, but have you even stopped to look at yourself? You're both f ucking crazy and insensitive, you're selfish and you've convinced yourself that every choice you make is right. And exactly like him, you're going to run this company into the ground. The only reason why it's still standing today is because of me." Zayn says, standing back up from the floor and clearing his throat. Trisha stares at Zayn before she lets out a laugh. 

"Fine, if that's what you want to believe then so be it. I've been wanting to do this since the day I came back." Trisha says, reaching over to where her phone was and pressing the button for security. 

"You're not going to get away with this." Zayn says, earning a shrug from Trisha who waves at a security officer walks into the room. 

"Sweetheart, I already have." She says, smiling as security quite literally drags Zayn out of the office. 

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Meanwhile at the house, Louis is enjoying the peace and quiet of the kids taking their naps. He was finally catching up on some reading, well if he could count a name book as actual reading. He couldn't help it though, he was excited. He couldn't wait till Zayn got home so that the two of them could go through that list together, picking out the perfect names. He'd made sure to circle a few that he really liked, but he was open to suggestions if Zayn ended up hating them.. He places the book down when there's a knock on the door, a small frown finding its way onto his face as he stands up from the couch to answer it. It takes him a minute to get there, opening the door only to get ready to slam it shut but Liam pushes his way into the house before he got the chance. Louis doesn't cower this time though, he wasn't really sure why but he wasn't scared of Liam anymore.

"What are you doing here?" Louis asks, not even bothering on pushing him out. 

"Is Zayn here? There's something we need to discuss." Liam asks, walking further into the house as he looks around for Zayn. Louis follows after him, standing back but only because he knew better than to get close. 

"He's at the office, something came up." 

"Well shit, I was hoping to get to him before he got blindsided." Liam says, running a hand through his hair as he turns back around to look at Louis. Louis gives him a look, unsure of what exactly Liam knew about it. 

"Blindsided? Blindsided by what?" Louis asks, watching Liam wearily as he takes a step towards him. Liam takes a deep breath and Louis didn't like the look on Liam's face. It was one he knew all to well and the fear he'd thought he was past started to come rushing back again. Louis starts to back away, getting ready to run. 

"For starters, his mother is more of a psycho than I am. Second of all, he's really going to hate me after this." Liam says and he closes the distance between Louis and himself. He grabs Louis' arm, yanking him close and putting a hand over his mouth as Louis starts to scream. 

"If it makes you feel any better, I was completely against this." Liam says, Louis' eyes widening when Liam pulls out what looks like a syringe filled with something. Louis keeps on struggling, trying his hardest to break free only to go limp when Liam plunges the tip of the syringe into his neck. 

"I'm sorry, Louis... but she's got my kid." 

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WHAT AM I DOING

I DON'T EVEN KNOW ANYMORE

IT'S BEEN A WEEK AGAIN AND I'M SO SORRY FRIENDS.

I'LL EVENTUALLY GET BACK TO WHERE I UPDATE REGULARLY. 

maybe cause like i'm going back to college in two weeks, and i'm moving in two weeks so no promises... 

so yeah

dedication goes to m_jayy16

QOTC: who do you hate more, Liam or Trisha?

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