a/n: 85 comments for a promised faster update? also, enjoy the long chapter. x

RISSA'S POV:

When Andrew spoke those last few words, I felt my heartbeat accelerate and the pace of the wind quicken. The wind blew back the stray pieces of hair around my face, while the rain gracefully sprinkled around my skin.

"Come on, Zayn," Andrew mockingly spoke, right by his ear. Zayn visibly tensed. "Tell Rissa, May and Harry what you've been hiding."

"Dad, what are you doing?" May spoke nervously, taking a step forwards.

"Come on, Zayn," Andrew seethed again, ignoring May's question. Zayn shut his eyes and I felt myself step forward, to move Andrew away from Zayn. Zayn and I might not be that close, but I can't watch him get assaulted.

Harry's hand wrapped around my arm and I looked over at him. He looked back at me, and gently shook his head. Harry's calm and collected eyes were clouded with another emotion that I couldn't decipher. Just as I was about to move, May spoke again, her voice quieter this time.

"Dad, stop. What are you doing to Zayn?" She asked timidly.

"May, shut up!" Andrew snapped, walking away from Zayn. His angry gaze landed on May a few seconds after.

Within a few long strides, he was right in front of her. I felt myself gasp as he went to grab her arm, but before I could even process what was happening, Zayn had gotten between Andrew and May. He pushed him away with a strong force and instinctively, Harry ran towards Zayn, to hold him back from punching Andrew.

"Fück off for once, you son of a bìtch!" Zayn yelled angrily, as Harry pulled him away from Andrew. Zayn went in to punch him but he missed because Harry pulled him away.

I felt myself freeze in shock, but I snapped out of my trance. My eyes immediately landed on May, who was holding her arm in pain, so I instinctively ran over to her.

"May, are you alright?" I asked gently, placing a hand on her shoulder. She cried silently, and I felt my heart ache for the girl. Her father had just squeezed and dug his nails into her arm, so badly that there were marks. She had only grown up with one shìtty father, and I can't say much about their relationship, but from what I know, he's a terrible person. 

"Let me see," I spoke lightly, gently grabbing her arm and looking at it. She sniffed and I felt myself boil in anger at the asshôle of a father I have. He deserves so much worse.

I was about to say something to May but an angry yell caught May's and my attention. Andrew was on the floor and there was blood seeping from his lip, as Zayn hovered over him.

"Zayn, stop!" Harry yelled angrily, causing Zayn to mumble profanities under his breath and take a step away, running his fingers through his dark hair.

"Zayn," Andrew croaked as he sat up slowly. He let out a bitter chuckle as Zayn froze, looking over at Andrew. "Since you won't tell these people anything, allow me." He stood up, and wiped the blood from his lip with the back of his hand.

Zayn mumbled curse words under his breath and I noticed how his shoulders stiffened, along with his posture.

Andrew let out a loud laugh, causing the shivers to tingle my bones. He rubbed his hands together and I felt myself freeze, when his dark gaze landed on me.

"When you 'mature adults' were little babies," he spoke, adding air quotations. "Times were much different. For the better, I would say."

He took a few steps forwards and towards May and I, causing Zayn to instinctively move a bit closer to Andrew. His thin lips curved up into a menacing smirk, and I felt terrified.

He stopped when he was about one foot away from May and I. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my arm. I looked down and noticed how May was squeezing my arm because she was scared. I forget that I am the older one, out of the two of us.

I looked back up, only to notice how Andrew's green eyes were piercing holes through my confidence. I could feel him reading my emotions and it felt like he knew exactly what I was thinking.

"You lot were born around the same years. Obviously, Zayn and Harry were born much earlier than you two," Andrew pointed at May and I, his finger stopping just a few mere centimetres away from my face.

"The business industry was much different back then. There were different people that were dominant." He paused and let the smirk return to his features and there was an evil glint in his eyes.

He turned his head so he was looking straight at Harry. I noticed a vein on Andrew's neck that was pulsing and I felt myself gulp nervously.

"At that time, your father was rich. He was the dominating man in business," Andrew claimed, still looking at Harry. "Cars, hotels, franchises, and so much more. All apart of the Styles Corporation. You were the heir of the Styles family, Harry."

I let my eyes linger on Harry, who seemed completely confused at Andrew's words. His eyebrows were furrowed and his lips were drawn together in a line.

Andrew turned over to Zayn, causing him to step away from May and I, making me breath out a sigh of relief. I gently pulled May a few steps away from Andrew, in case something were to happen. 

"Zayn, your father was into business too. But he wasn't as great as the Styles. The Malik corporation was there, but you guys were not as nearly close to the success that the Styles' had. Nonetheless, you were born and unfortunately, you were the heir of the Maliks' generation."

"What the fûck is that supposed to fûcking mean?" Zayn snapped angrily, his eyes blazing with a wild fire.

"Nothing, Zayn. Nothing at all." Andrew spoke, adding a sugar-coated sarcastic smile at the end.

"But that meant that the Styles were rich," Andrew continued, making direct eye contact with Harry.

"And your point is?" Harry urged with annoyance lacing his tone.

"That meant that the Styles' family was richer and much more dominant than the Malik family," Andrew added exasperatedly, rolling his eyes. "You had so much power."

I shivered again as the wind gusted angrily, adjusting to the tension-filled circumstances. Cold splats of rain trickled on my bare back and my hair felt heavy, because of the wetness.

"And how does that relate to this?" Harry asked again, making Andrew glare at him. He kept eye contact with Andrew so confidently, just like I expected.

"I'm getting there, Harry," Andrew hissed angrily. "So, eventually Rissa and May were born. By the time they were born, things came into play.

"It seemed that everything that the Styles' Corp once had was always going to stay." Andrew paused and looked at May and I, his evil grin was hidden under his blasé expression.

"But then Rissa was born, and so was May. By the time May was born, I wasn't with Rissa's bìtch of a mother anymore,"

His words stabbed at me in the most uncomfortable way possible. I felt myself flinch but May held my arm tightly, not letting me move. Before I knew it, I had already started speaking.

"Fuck you, Andrew! Don't call my mom a bìtch when you were the one that ruined everything!" I yelled angrily, feeling my insides flipping.

"Oh please, Rissa." Andrew laughed bitterly, "She was such a bìtch. That explains why she's still living alone, till date! She was weak!"

I felt angry tears boil within me, but I promised myself that I wouldn't cry. He wants me to be weak and seem vulnerable, but I will not give him the satisfaction of that.

"No, Andrew. She raised me all by herself in such a shitty society, where you can't have another partner unless you're rich, or you cheat! My mom and I aren't rich, nor will she ever cheat because she has values!"

"Values, my áss. Your mom was a good fûck while she lasted." Andrew nonchalantly spoke, making me boil.

I lurched forwards to slap Andrew, but I was cut short when someone else delivered a punch to his face for me. My eyes took in the scene and I was shocked once I realized that Harry had punched Andrew in the jaw.

Andrew stumbled back and cradled his face in his meaty hand, while I blinked away my angry tears. He shook his head to loosen up his muscles and I noticed how harry was fuming in anger.

"Don't you have any manners?" Andrew seethed at Harry.

"Of course I do, but I don't think you do, judging from how you were speaking of Rissa's mum," Harry spoke in a calm tone.

"You children are so petty." Andrew spoke, letting out a short laugh. "Continuing on," he started.

"Rissa and May were born, eventually. Now, are you ready for this?" Andrew spoke amusedly. "I wanted my daughter to be with the richer man. Sorry, correction, I wanted May to be with the richer man. She was destined to be with Zayn, who's future company was not as rich as Harry's. Her and Zayn had matching bracelets."

We all stayed silent as Andrew spoke on, trying to process what he was saying.

"So, I got the bracelets switched." He spoke, turning and making direct eye contact with me. I furrowed my eyebrows, not understanding what he meant.

"Zayn was actually supposed to be with May," he paused and smirked. "And Harry was supposed to be with Rissa."

And the second that Andrew said that, it felt like we were frozen in time.

A/N:

lol I'm sorry for the cliffhanger

I suck at updating lol I said I would update earlier but since I couldn't live up to that, I made this chapter extra long

also, I changed my username from @/styles-babe to @WeTukAChonce_ do you like it???

OMG GUYS ANDREW FINALLY SPILLED THAT THE BRACELETS WERE SWITCHED!!!!

ILYSM babes

deuces

~Maya. xox