19

                                    

                                          
Everly Sky heart 
I head downstairs into the kitchen to see a shirtless Zion flipping a pancake over the stove. 
I walk over to the fridge, grabbing the orange juice and drinking it out of the carton. I feel a gaze on me and look over at Zion to see he has an amused look in his eyes as he watches me drink from the carton. 
"What?" I wipe my lips with the back of my hands and place the orange juice back in the fridge. 
"Nothing" he shrugs and goes back to making pancakes. 
 Zion and I sit at the table eating our pancakes in silence, I don't know if he wants to talk about me sneaking out or if he's even going to tell my dad but must know if he is so I can at least mentally prepare myself for what's going to happen when he gets home. 
I know zion doesn't know what my father does to me when I'm at home alone so it's not his fault if he does spill the beans about me sneaking out. 
I know it's my fault and I know I should have been way more responsible with my actions but I just got so angry at the way he just said no, acting like he was my father or something. 
I'm already controlled enough by my real father, I don't need a guy my age telling me what I can and can't do. 
"Something on your mind?" Zion asks breaking me out of my deep thoughts. I clear my throat as I push my now empty plate away. 
"No" 
"Doesn't seem like it" he takes his last bite of his pancake and then takes my plate and walks over to the sink to wash them. 
"You don't have to do that." I call out as I stand from my seat and make my way over towards him. "Of course I do, I made it so I have to clean up" he turns the water on and grabs the sponge but I quickly snatch it away from him. 
"No, you cooked for me so now I wash the dishes, plus my father would beat me if you did my chores" I mumble the last part to myself. 
"What?" 
"Nothing" I nudge him over a little with my hip and he lets out a chuckle as I start to wash our plates. "You're so stubborn, you know that?" 
"Yep" I say popping the p. I hear his footsteps fade away as he walks to the living most likely going to watch tv or just sit on the couch on his phone. 
I finish washing the dishes and head upstairs to my room not bothering to close the door, flopping on my bed I grab my phone and go through tiktok. 
Bell sends me a message and I immediately open it. 
B: you okay? 
M: yes bell
B: You sure, did he tell you're dad? You know what, I'm going to call you. 
And before I know it, she's calling me. I answer her call and am immediately bombarded with questions. 
"Are you okay?" 
"Does your father know?" 
"Do you need me to tell Dylan to come pick you up?" 
"If he so much as lays a hand on you, I'm telling Dylan and my father and you can move in with me till you turn 18 and then we'll travel across the world" 
"Bella, I'm fine. We haven't even spoken about it and since my father hasn't texted me threats yet I'm pretty sure he hasn't told him yet" I explain to her over the phone. 
I hear her sigh in relief which makes me relax a bit. 
"Eve" 
"Yes?" 
"I saw the bruise" I let out a shaky breath and tears form at the edge of my eyes. 
"Did he do that?" She questions, her voice becoming a bit more aggressive. 
I nod my head but realize she can't see me, "yes" 
"Why?" 
"Zion walked into the house the day he picked me up and my father say and clearly didn't like it, he probably thought something was going on with us and so he grabbed my arm tightly and threatened to beat me if he got a call and had to come back early" 
I finally let a tear slide down my cheek not bothering to wipe it away. 
"You need to tell Zion so he doesn't have to call your dad or text him causing him to come down, I can't let you be in this kind of pain anymore." 
"No. I can't tell him." 
"Baby, you have too. I'll be over and 15" and with that she hangs up. 
I wipe away the fallen tears and get up from my bed only to see Zion standing at my door frame looking at me with the most shocked look ever. 
He took a step forward toward me causing me to take one back. "Everly" he whispers low enough so he doesn't freak me out. 
"How long where you there?" I ask getting a little worried. What if he heard? Will he tell someone? Will he tell my father that he knows? 
"Long enough" he answers with as he takes another slow step forward, I take a step backwards till I hit the wall and he takes that as his opportunity to walk toward me fast enough so I can't escape him. 
He cages me in so I can't wiggle my way out causing me to freak out. "Zion move" I whisper trying to contain my tears. 
"Why didn't you tell me?" He asks a sign of hurt in his voice. I don't respond turning my head to the side so I can't look into his eyes. 
"Answer me, Everly" he demands, taking my chin in his hand and turning my head to look at him. I still refuse to meet his eyes and he huffs in frustration. 
"God damnit, Everly would you just look at me" he roars out. I bite my lip to contain the sob that wanted to escape from my throat. 
I look into his eyes to see sorry, hurt, and anger. "Tell me why you didn't tell me" he asks looking deeply into me eyes. 
I breath in through my nose trying to calm myself down and then let that breath out through my mouth. 
My body shudders from how much I got myself worked up. I hope Bella gets here soon, I need to get out of this house. 
"Now why the fuck didn't you tell me?" He breaths clearly trying to keep calm about this whole thing...
Sorry I ended it here:/ 
But her birthday is coming up y'all, can't wait till she can leave that bitch of a father.