~Adelina~

I've been walking for 20 minutes, and I'm only halfway there. Normally when I go get whiskey for papa it takes 15 minutes to get there and 15 minutes to get back. But with my abused body, it's taking longer than It should.

I'm limping most of the way, sometimes when I get frustrated I run, but then regret it a second later.

I wish this wasn't my life.

I'm so tired of living like this. Getting beaten for literally no reason. I just want my family back. I just want my momma back, and I want papa back. 

But I will never get that. 

now that I'm getting closer to Mr. Jacks liquor store I suddenly have no more will left in me 

Mr. Jack is locking up his store up.

 I have to get this case of whiskey. Papa's literally going to kill me if I don't, and I'm not bluffing. Once when I went to get a case of whiskey, Mr. Jacks store was closed. I went back home since I was only 16 and can't buy liquor any where else. I didn't think anything bad would happen. '

boy was I wrong

Papa chased me with a knife till I ran away from home. 

I didn't come back till the morning.

Yea, I'm not making that mistake again.

I have to get this case. So I do the only thing I can. I scream.

"Mr. Jack, please don't lock up I need to buy whiskey for papa!" He can't hear me. I'm screaming so loud and he can't hear me. This isn't right. I can't go back home without a whiskey.

"Please, Mr. Jack don't lock up, please!" I scream my lungs out to the point I'm trying to catch my breath from constricting my lungs too much. Finally, he notices

"Lina, is that you?" Mr. Jack says

"please- please don't close your store, papa want's whiskey and your the only one who can give it. I have money, just please don't leave me empty handed. please-" I plead, but my sentences coming out in a shaky mess, and tears falling from my face. 

"Lina... you-why-why do you come and get whiskey every other day" Mr Jack asks with a concerned look on his face. 

When I don't answer he sighs

"I'm sorry but I can't give you whiskey anymore. Your underage, and if anyone finds out, I'm going to jail, so please leave." Mr. Jack says 

"Noo, you don't understand, my dad is actually going to kill me if I don't get him whiskey, I promise this is the last time, just please give me a case of whiskey, you'll never hear from me again. Please Mr. Jack." I say desperately from pure exhaustion.

"I'm sorry Lina, but I can't" Mr. Jack says, locks his store and starts walking away.

No, this can't be happening. NO! 

"Please, you don't understand I really-" I say but get interrupted.

"What's going on here?" a guys voice says 

A tall, muscular guy stalks up towards us.

Wow... that voice is... sexy. Holy shi- I need think clearly. This guy could be a serial killer acting innocent. But that voice... that body, that jawline that is being illuminated by the night moon... and his hair flopping around, even his walk is sexy-

"I said, what going on here, Jackson?" oh lord. that voice...

"Nothing, nothings going on here Zayn, go back to where you came from." Mr. Jack snarls his facial expression of deep resentment. 

Zayn...Zayn... what a hot name. 

"what's going on here love, why were you screaming like a dying cow at the crack of dusk?" Zayn asks with annoyance in his voice

Well, there goes the clearness from my head. Why do all men have to such arrogant assholes

"Answer the question girl, or I-'

"Nothing is going on here" I say with a shaky voice since I have been crying for like 25 minutes now. 

"Well obviously something is going on here love since you were going to wake up the whole town with your screams, so, tell me what's going on here or I will kidnap you and make you tell me in a much uncivilized way." Zane says with a curious yet very serious face. Knowing men, he will most likely kidnap me 

But honestly, I wouldn't mind getting kidnaped by him because he seems very, very hot, but I need to think clearly. That is until I heard walking, fast steps walking towards me- and then I suddenly remember the threat of kidnapping

"Okay, okayyy, I was just asking Mr. Jack if I can have a case of whiskey, dinosaur! Gosh you don't need to threaten someone with kidnapping" I say in one, fast breath, while stalking backwards so I don't actually get kidnapped.

this day is really starting to give me whiplash 

Zane just looks at me for a long time, trying to study me, trying to figure out why a girl would want a case of whiskey.  Eventually, he speaks seven words that saved me that night.

"Give her a case of whiskey Jackson." Zayn says with a serious face. 

Jackson who has been very annoyed of this situation from the beginning looks stunned, angry, ready to throw some punches, but eventually, by some odd miracle, listens to Zane and opens his shop to get a case of whiskey.

while Mr. Jack is inside getting a case, me and Zayn just stare at each other.

 When he moved to get closer to me to "kidnap" me, he went into the light, and let me tell you. He is literally a Greek god.

His body is toned, all muscle, no fat, he has many, many tattoos on his arm that rides up to his neck and I'm guessing his chest, his hair is silky black ink, skin tan. He truly is the best looking guy I've ever seen.

And right now, He's looking at me. I'm looking at him.

His eyes are so, so beautiful though. They are a light shade of grey with a hint of blue and green in some area. His face is chiselled to perfection, lips big and luscious and the perfect shade of red, deep but not too deep, and look so kissable. 

sadly I lost the staring contest because Mr. Jack came back with a case of whiskey, and a very angry look on his face. 

"Don't ever come back here again Lina, you understand" Mr. Jack says under his breath so only I can hear him.

"yes" Is all I say.

It's been too long since I left, most likely been close to an hour, so I really need to get back home and give papa this whiskey.

with one last, long look at Zayn, I turn around and start walking back home.

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