8 Chapter 8

February 2008

Zayn

"Dad, dad wake up!", I screamed.

"Son go tell your mother you're father is dead", A shopkeeper said.

I ran to my mothers house. My face was covered in tears. When I reached the house my mom looked worried as she stared into my eyes.

"Son what's wrong?", She said.

"Mother...", I stuttered. "Mother...dad is dead", I cried.

"What! What are you saying".

She grabbed each of her children and hugged them really tight that day.

Today

Zayn

I drop her off at my apartment and tell her for the second time not to leave the apartment. I lock the door before leaving.

*Tom*

*Yes sir*

*I need you at my apartment*

*I'm coming*

What I can't leave her here alone it's too dangerous. Not that I care about her, because I don't. I just don't trust her, yet.

Jean

I sit on the floor by the window and stroke Rex's fur. His so soft and fluffy. He has beautiful blue eyes. I think his a Siberian Husky he looks a lot like them.

I get up from the floor and look around the apartment. He doesn't have many things. I don't even think he lives here. I wonder how many women he brought here...no I shouldn't be thinking like that it's not right.

I just want this to end. It's been two hours and I haven't heard anything from him I'm trapped in this damn room. The kitchen isn't to big, I look through the draws and find a sharp knife usually used for cutting meats. I place the knife under the pillows of his bed. I'm just leaving it there for protection, no other reason.

My phone vibrates through the pocket of my jeans and I take it out. It's Ezra! Oh no what now.

*Ezra*

*Jean why didn't you tell me!?*

Shit

*Tell you what?*

*Don't play dumb with me. Why didn't you tell me you're married*

*Ezra calm down*

*Where are you*

Oh no. I can't tell him Zayn said I should stay inside of the apartment and not let anyone in.

*Jean where are you?*

Shoot. I'm going to tell him. Zayn can't control my life.

*I'll send you the address*

I hang up and send him the address. I hope Zayn doesn't come any time soon. This is so bad, bad. What am I doing I should delete the address, he already read it. Now I'm really dead.

Esme

Now it's time to find out the truth. I can't believe she could be so irresponsible.

"Zeynep wake up!", I slam the door.

"Mom why are you waking me so early in the morning?".

"Come on get up. You're going to tell me everything".

"What?".

"Yes, I want to know how it all happened. How did you get pregnant, or should I say with whom did you get pregnant with".

She gets up from her bed and walks to her mirror.

"Mom I don't have the energy for this right now".

"Of course you don't and I don't think you ever will. Did you not think for one moment what your brother would think if he had to find out. He'll kill the guy who did this to you, do you want that? Huh? Answer me girl!?", I toss her onto the bed.

"You better tell me who is the father of that child or I swear I will kill you myself. Now get ready. And pull your stomach in!", I leave the room.

Ah really Zeynep did you have to do this to me now. Why you my dear. My youngest child. Oh goodness.

Zeynep

Mom please. Please don't do this. What will happen if brother finds out. He'll never forgive me. What have I done, I wasn't thinking at the time.

What am I going to do?

Jean

I'm still sitting on the floor next to Rex. I had a sandwich early, I was really getting hungry.

The apartment telephone rings and I get up to answer it.

*What*

*Miss Jean, there is somebody here to see you. He goes by the name Ezra. Should I send him up?*

Ezra? His already here? I didn't think he would come.

*Ma'am?*

*Uh...I'll be right down*

I end the call.

He said I shouldn't let anyone in so I'm not. I should probably get out there.

I wave goodbye to Rex and close the door behind me. I hope Ezra's not mad or anything, I really didn't mean for this to happen.

I get off the elevator and Ezra is standing by the front desk. He looks very tense. Shit.

"Jean do you want to tell me what's going on?".

"Come let's go talk outside where it's more private".

I lead him to the garden where we sit down by a table.

"Why did I have to hear by some news reporter that you're married".

"Okay, okay calm down please. I know what it looks like. I'm very sorry Ezra I should of told you".

"You think. I had to fly all the way from South Africa just to know if it was true. Jean how long have we been with each other? When you're father died I was there. I told you I'll pay for your college application, but what did you do? You left me and flew to England. How long have you been with him. Did you two meet here and decided to get married. Just like that. Come on, tell me everything. Speak".

Where do I even begin. Should I tell him the truth or should I lie to him like I lied to everyone else. This isn't going to be easy. How can I just lie to Ezra like that. He's always been there for me now I have to end everything. Oh give me strength.

"It's nothing what you think. Zayn and I met a long time ago in South Africa. He was there for business. We had a good time when he had to come back to England we never contacted each other again. Long story short I came here and we found each other again. There you have it end of story".

I hope he buys it. Ezra's a tough one to trick. I hope he believes me.

Zayn

My cell phone rings and I answer the call. It's Tom, what did Jean do now.

*What is it*

*Zayn. The doctor has a friend here, they've been talking for quiet sometime now*

*Where are they?*

*In the garden*

I hang up the call. Damnit Jean.

Esme

I walk into the dining room where Diana is sitting.

"Ah I see you're awake. I thought you would be skipping breakfast since your son is married now".

"Good morning to you to Diana".

Does she really have to be so annoying all the time. Why does she have to poke her nose in my business every twenty-four/seven.

Amanda

I poor vodka into my coffee cup while looking out the humongous window. Mother walks into the kitchen and she gives me the 'I now you're drinking again' stare.

"Amanda what are you doing?", here we go.

"Just looking out the window while having a cup of coffee".

"Only you're not having a cup of coffee. I can smell that vodka from a mile away", Honestly I knew she was going to find out I was just testing her.

"What has gotten into you Amanda? All you do now a days is drink yourself sick. Pull yourself together. You have a daughter to look after. What would Olivia think when she finds out her mother drinks all day?".

"Mom just stop okay. Olivia is fine, she's in her room. You don't have to worry about her".

"And where's your husband Harry? I haven't seen him all day".

"His probably working mom".

Zeynep

I fold my laundry up and pop them into my draw. Someone knocks on the door and I allow them in. It's Harry, he probably came to tell me when we're leaving.

"Harry", He hugs me.

"My love".

"I missed you so much. Where have you been?".

"I was working dear".

"Did you find a place for us to run to yet?".

"No dear, I didn't. Look it's not as easy as you think. Uncle Kemal keeps giving me things to do, so I'm very busy at the moment. Soon Zeynep, soon we will be out of this house".

Something doesn't add up. He keeps on giving me the same excuse. What is going on?

Jean

We've been outside for a very long time now. Ezra is so hard to fool. Why can't he just believe me and get on with our lives.

"Something still doesn't add up Jean. When in South Africa did you meet?".

When? What do you mean 'when'?

"I don't know it was a long time ago okay".

He sits and looks at me. Trying to consume everything he just heard. Before I can answer another question of his Zayn's car stops in the driveway. Shit. What now.

He steps out of the car and walks immediately to Ezra and I. He picks Ezra up and hits him with his fist

"Zayn stop it! Stop!", I shout.

"What are you doing with my wife?", He continues to beat Ezra.

"Wife? So this is your husband Jean. Now I see, he abuses you doesn't he Jean. Tell me the truth does he or does he not abuse you", I say nothing.

Ezra holds Zayn by the collar of his shirt, he tries to hit him but Zayn blocks him and hits him again with his fist, causing Ezra to fall back onto his chair.

"If I ever see you with my wife again I will kill you, you scum".

Zayn grabs me by my arm pulling me back into the building.

"Call an ambulance!", I scream.

He pulls me all the way back to the apartment.

"Let go of me", I say.

We enter the apartment and his face is filled with rage.

"Didn't I tell you not to leave the apartment!".

"I didn't know he would show up here".

He pushes me onto his bed and I scream. He grips onto my neck.

"How many times do I have to say something before you can listen to me?".

I'm loosing oxygen. I can't breath. What do I do, he's going to kill me.

Before thinking it through I grab the knife I put under his pillow and stab him in his stomach.

"Doctor?", He calls.