Chapter 56 - Rest in peace...My love.

Alice

The night air felt amazing against my skin, and I felt like I was starring in some kind of movie. The restaurant was, for a lack of better words, stunning. The black and deep brown colours made the place look modern. The warm orange lights added to the ambiance, and I was completely drawn in.

This place knew what they were doing, and I was happy to finally go on this wonderful date with Zayn. He had no time for us to spend together, and I suppose this was his way of making up for it. It was great to finally spend some time with the man that I love so much.

We were greeted by the owner of the place, which just so happened to be a close friend of Zayn’s. I am not going to lie... I think Zayn might know everyone, and it is starting to scare me a bit. How did he even know this many people?!

I sighed, as we both walked with the owner, to what I assumed was going to be the best table in this place. We walked past a giant sign that read “VIP”. It was gold in colour, and it illuminated the stairway that led upwards to the second floor. Everything was perfect, and this place was a simple work of art within itself.

“We are almost there; I promise that the wait is going to be worth it.” I smiled as the owner guided us to an area that I did not expect. It looked like a fricking modern garden!

There were dark grey pots filled with cherry blossoms still on the branches of the tree, and they were placed perfectly into the pots. There were Koi fish swimming next to the table, and the table itself was made from marble. I was stunned beyond words.

It was an absolutely beautiful sight to behold, and we finally sat down as the waiters came to the table. They asked us what drinks we would want, and to my surprise Zayn chose the most expensive red wine that they had to offer. He knew I liked red wine, and he seemed to like it as well, which was something that I definitely did not expect from him.

“Is there anything else we can get you sir? Ma’am?” The waiters smiled, and we gave them our food orders. They thanked us, and walked away to go get our orders ready.

“Thank you so much for taking me out tonight... I missed the two of us just spending time together. I mean... I know you are training really hard for the greater good of the pack, but... I missed you.” A sad smile placed itself on my lips, causing Zayn to frown.

“I’m sorry my love, I promise when this is all over, we will spend a lot more time together.” He smiled, and it cheered me up a bit.

“I would like that.” As I replied, our wine and food showed up, and we thanked the waiters before digging into the food that they had perfectly prepared for us. The garnishing was beyond perfect, and I was in awe at how much work they put into the place, and into their food. No wonder it was so expensive to dine here.

We had an amazing time as we talked for what felt like hours. We never talked this much. I found myself falling even more in love with him, so much so that nothing in the world mattered to me any more than he did. We eventually finished our food, and I found myself clinging to Zayn’s side. His very presence made me feel safe and loved, and I was absolutely in love with him.

We made our way to the car, and suddenly everything went by in a blur. Some guy yelled, and as I turned to face the culprit, a gun shot rang in my ears. My blood went cold as I saw Tristan with a gun. My heart felt like it was breaking physically, and it hurt. That is when I realized what had just happened... Zayn... My love... My mate... The father of our future kids... Was gone... There was absolutely nothing I could do about that... I stared in horror as Tristan laughed maniacally, and my mind was quiet. Tristan’s laugh was quiet, and everything around me... Was quiet. My world came to a stop, and I felt completely and utterly broken inside.

I sat on the sidewalk with Zayn in my arms, and tears welled up in my eyes. The faint sound of sirens came into earshot, but they sounded just as far away as anything else. It was like the whole world had become dull. The sounds... The colours... The joy from only a few minutes earlier. They were all, dull...

I felt a pair of hands rub my shoulders, and I did not even bother to look up. The arms dragged me away from Zayn, and I could only feel my heart break even more. It was a scene of utter chaos. The ambulance loaded him into the back, and sped off to the nearest hospital, and the police took me down to the station to answer some questions.

“...Happened... to help you... Listening?!” Their words were nothing but brief flashes of sound, entering and exiting my mind. Nothing being said, actually registered itself in my mind. Nothing mattered anymore.

“Please miss, we need to...” I sighed, and with a hoarse voice I answered their questions.

“The guy that killed my husband, is his son, Tristan Trevino. He has had a history of violent tendencies, and he has even committed several other crimes. That is all I know.” I stated, and they thanked me for my co-operation. They offered to drive me to the hospital, and I heard that Zayn had been in critical condition. He most likely was not going to make it, and I felt like a piece of me was dying along with him. After everything we had been through... was it just going to end like this?

Tristan was in custody, but I doubt that he would remain there for long, and Zayn...? Well... I was now next to his ambulance bed... Watching him slowly drift away...