His Encounter with A Widow episode 10 – 11

🥀His encounter with a Widow🥀
•(love,lies and suspense)•

🦴Episode Ten🦴

•Zayn POV•

I squinted my eyes open and yawned loudly.

I feel a hand wrapped around my stomach;
I tilted my head and found the b**h grinning very hærd to me.
I rolled my eyes and scoffed.

“Why are you still here?” I asked her- taking her hand off me.

She sit upright and tucked the loose strand of her coloured hair- beaming with all smiles.

“You were so good Zayn; I can’t feel my legs anymore” she laughed moving closer to me.

I crawled out of the bed and picked my briefs from the floor.

I heard her gro-ned and I turned to her.

“I shouldn’t meet you here” I told her icily and grabbed the bathroom doorknob.

“Zayn” She called.
I ignored her and stepped into the bathroom.

***

“Good morning Zayn” Miss Roseline greeted with her loving smile but I just nodded and dragged a chair backward.

I took my seat and watch her as she walk back into the kitchen.

She returned after a short while with a tray in her hand;
she place it carefully on the table and turned to leave.

I opened the dishes and grabbed a plate.

I took my gaze to the hallway and bring it back to the nice looking meal in front of me.

Has she eaten before me?

——–

“Do you need something?” Miss Roseline asked immediately she saw me behind her in the doorway.

Throughout my meal I keep darting my eyes everywhere for her, but she’s not coming and I wonder what the reason could be.

I ran a hand through my hair and breathe out.

How do I ask?

“You should..uhm.. check on the lady” I instructed looking else where.

“Uhm.. of course I’ve done that before you got here, but she said she’s not hungry” she told me and I frown.

“She’s not hungry?” I asked her and she nodded.

Wow..
I nodded and left the doorway.

Is she okay? I thought as I ascend the stairs.

Well.. I definitely don’t care.

*
*
🌹Flora🌹

It’s noon and I haven’t taken my breakfast yet.

The housekeeper had came to ask why I am not coming for breakfast but I told her I’m not hungry which was a fat lie.

I just don’t want to set my eyes on him and his crazy mo-ner.

Gosh!
I’m famished.

I breathe out heavily and stood up from the bed.

I hope he has left the house already;
I twisted the doorknob and stepped out.

Geez
It won’t seem funny if I come across that crazy coloured hair..
I fumed inwardly as I walk down the silent hallway.

I halted my steps immediately I heard distinct voice coming from the living room.

Oh no..
He’s still home.

I climbed down the first stair and look down from where I’m standing; he’s sitting across a guy on the couch.

They both seem lost in their discussion though.
The guy whom I assumed is his friend keep laughing aloud but jackass himself just keep that his straight face.

Gosh!
I stood rooted contemplating if I should go back or walk past them.

Jeez!
I glance at him again and caught him staring at me

Oh my..
I couldn’t help but keep the gaze.

I don’t know for how long we stare at each other but after some minutes, I heard a discreet cough and I realised it’s from his friend.

I look away embarrassingly and hurriedly descend the remaining stairs.

——–
~°Reid°~

“Zayn” I called when I realised he’s not saying anything to what I just said.

He keeps staring into space behind me and I decided to turn.

I turned on my seat and traced his gaze to the stairs.

Wow
It’s a young pretty lady;
claded in a blue pjamas.

Who’s she?
I’m sure Zayn haven’t mentioned her to me before right?

I watch them as they stare at each other for what seems like forever and it’s not funny anymore.

I let out a discreet cough and they both came back to life.

She gleefully descended the stairs and I watch her back as she approached the kitchen.

I turned to Zayn.

“She’s hottie” I told him with a smile.

He shot me a dagger with his eyes and I shrugged.

“What?”
“Who’s she?” I asked and he scoffed softly.

“This is my house Reid” he reminded plainly and I rolled my eyes at his choice of response.

“Of course.. you can bring in anyone of your choices but you know, this particular lady looks innocent” I told him as a matter of fact and he huffed.

“Seriously man?”
“Just cut the crap, she’s a guest and will be leaving very soon” he scolded and stood on his feet.

“Do you like her?” I murmured but I guess he heard me.

He turned to me and I look away immediately.

“Zayn don’t like girls” he reminded sternly and I breathe out.

He shot me one final glance and walk away.

“Blockhead” I mouthed as I watch him climb the stairs.

*
*
|•Ryder•|

I sit on a stool across the counter watching the ladies dancing on the stage.

I glance at my glass cup and found it empty.

“Hey” I called upon the blondie bar man and he turned to me.

“Get me another shot” I ordered and he just stare at me.

“Have you gone deaf?” I roared.
he swallowed hærd and scurried off immediately.

Where on earth could she be hiding?
I keep searching for her days and nights but to no avail.

F**k
You will surely regret this Flora for stressing me this much;
once I get hold of you again, you shall grow old with me and never leaving my side.

“What’s up Ryder?” I look up and my l-ips curved to a smiling one.

It’s Zayn.

He offered a handshake which I collected with smiles.

“How have you been man?” I asked him as he dragged a stool backward and sit.

He’s a good friend of mine few years back;
I lost his contact few months ago which saddened me.

He’s a cool guy.

He’s not this social media type I would have get through him with that but he loves being private-so I couldn’t get through him again.

“I’m good”
“You?” He asked with a light smile as he beckoned on a barman.

“You don’t look so good” He added and I nodded.

“A lot of s**t has been happening recently” I told him.

“Get me a water” he told the barman and he turned to leave.

“You want to share?” He asked and I smile.

“My soon to be wife ran away from home” I said sadly and he scoff.

“You are getting married?” He asked surprisingly like he has never heard of that before.

I nodded and he mouthed “wow”

“It’s great.. but why would she ran away?” He pressed on and I shrugged.

I really don’t wanna start telling him things.

“I don’t know” I told him and he nodded.

The barman returned with his water and dropped it on the counter.

He picked it and uncapped the bottle.

“You know, you just reminded me of a lady that also ran away from home” he said and I watch him as he gulp his water.

“And according to what she told me, she said she was forced into early marriage and her parent wants her to get married again” he added and my eyes bulged.

What?

“Where’s the lady Zayn?” I asked him impatiently-standing on my feet.

———-
Geez!…
What’s Zayn’s problem?🙄

🥀His encounter with a Widow🥀
•(love,lies and suspense)•

🔥Episode Eleven🔥

~Zayn POV~

“Where’s the lady Zayn?” He asked impatiently-standing on his feet.

He looks perturbed.

He grabbed my arm and I frowned.

“Just tell me Zayn” He shook me aggressively and I breathe out.

“Uhm.. she is”

“Hey Zayn” I heard Reid voice and I turned.

“F**k you man! You kept me waiting” I complained as he approached us.

“I’m sorry buddy, that bi**ch really consumed the wh0le me” he winked at me and I shook my head.

“Anyways,meet Ryder an old friend. I think I’ve mentioned him to you before right?” I reminded and he nodded curtly as he offered an handshake to Ryder.

“Ryder, this is Reid- we are more than friends” I told him and he smile as they both shook hands.

“It’s my pleasure Reid” Ryder said.
“Same here bro” Reid replied with smiles.

“Alright Ryder, we need to leave now” I announced after the brief pleasantries.

“I hope I can have your contact again, I wish to come visit soon” he said and I nodded.

“No problem” I told him and he stretched his cellphone to me; I punched in my digit and gave it back to him.

And with that,we both share a parting hug.
I bade him goodbye and left the pub with Reid following behind.

——–

“You should ride Reid” I threw the car immobilizer to him and stepped into the passenger seat.

He got behind the wheels and ignited the engine.

“Zayn” Ryder called after few minutes of driving.

“Are you really going to let go of the goods with Lucas?” Ryder asked.

I fetch my cigarette pack from my jacket pocket and pull a stick.

I lighted and smoke from it.

“Zayn, William is never letting this issue slide and you know how much Lucas listens to him” Ryder further said.

I exhaled the smoke through my nostril and flip the cigarette butt out of the window.

I glance at him and caught him staring at me.
I look out from the window and smoke from my cigarette again.

“I’m paying Lucas a visit soon” I told him and I heard him sighed deeply.

*
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°William POV°

“You mean Zayn killed Travis because he didn’t revealed the truth?” Lucas asked for the fifth time.

I just sip from my wine and stare into space.

“The gut that kid has got.. I mean how could he?” Lucas said anxiously and I laugh.

“Are you scared of him now?” I asked him.

I watch as he coughed discreetly to cover up his anxious state.

“C’mon William, I’m never getting scared of that kid; but you know, his goods are still wrapped around my fingers” he defended.

“And that’s where I would get through him” I told Lucas with a smirk lingering on my l-ips.

He furrowed his brows and I nodded.

“He’s gonna regret messing with someone like me” I mumbled as I sip my wine slowly.

~~~~~
✓Reid POV✓

“You really want to sleep over?” Zayn asked for the fifth time and I rolled my eyes this time around.

“What’s up with you Zayn? It’s not my first of spending the night so what’s your headache?” I furrowed my brows at him and he scoffed.

I watch him as he pull his jacket and hung it on his shoulder.

He brushed his arm against mine and walked past me.

“Seriously Zayn?” I said behind him as I watch him ascend the stairs.

“You’re not sleeping in my bed, are you?” I heard him say without turning to me.

Yeah, true.

I rolled my eyes and climbed the stairs.

*

I trailed my eyes behind Zayn and watch him stepped into his room.

Which of these doors can be her door room? I thought- standing at the middle of the hallway with my eyes scanning the everywhere.

I heard a door creaked open; I look into the direction and found Zayn in the doorway staring at me with a hand in his pocket.

I rake a hand through my hair and smile at him.

“Go to bed Reid” he instructed sternly and I nodded.

“Of course, you go first” I told him.

He shot me one of his dangerous look.

Geez!
I swallowed and grabbed the doorknob to my room.

I glance back and saw him still watching me I rolled my eyes at him and shut the door behind me.

“I really need to talk to the girl” I muttered as I unbuckle my belt and tossed it somewhere.

🌃🌃

🌺Flora🌺

“Good morning ma’am” I greeted Mrs Roseline-the house keeper.

I stood behind her in the kitchen and she turned to me.

“Good morning Flora, how was your night?” She asked in her loving tone and I smile.

“It was awesome” I replied.

She nodded and turned to the gas cooker.

These past days has been so good- Mrs Roseline now comes four times in a week now.

All thanks to her, I don’t feel the boredom anymore unlike before.

“Mrs Roseline” I called- standing next to her as I watch her stir the content in the pan.

“Uhm..Can you teach me how to cook?” I asked her bringing my finger to my l-ips.

I could feel her eyes on me and I turned to her when I heard her smile.

So lovely.

“Of course Flora, anytime” she said and I squealed happily.

“Thanks Mrs Roseline..so where do I start from?” I asked her impatiently and she let out a small laugh.

“I’m done with today’s cook Flora but don’t worry, till tomorrow” she said and I pouted my l-ips.

“Okay.. you should carry that coffee tray to the dinning, let’s start with that” she instructed friendly.

I nodded curtly and carry the tray carefully.

“Be careful dear” she said behind me.

——–

I got to the dinning and saw Zayn and his friend sitting next to each other.

They both turned to me and I almost tremble on my feet with the tray in my hand.

Gosh!
They should take their eyes off me.

And it was as if Zayn heard my thought, he looked away immediately.

But his friend?

I got to the table and carefully place the tray on it.

“Good morning” I murmured.

“How was your night pretty?” His friend asked and I smile lightly.

“It was good.. thank you” I replied him and turned to leave.

“You should sit here”he told me- pointing a finger to a chair across him.

I look at Zayn and saw him staring at whatever.

“Don’t worry, Mrs Roseline can handle it” he added and I reluctantly dragged a chair backward and sit down.

“I’m Reid and you?” He introduced.

“My name is Flora” I replied and he shot me a sweet smile.

I must confess Reid is one cute guy as well but not compared to Zayn though.

“Wow.. you are as pretty as the Flora flower itself” he complimented and my cheeks flamed.

“Hurry up Mrs Roseline” Zayn said loudly from the dining.

“Right away Zayn” We heard Mrs Roseline voice from the kitchen.
Reid and I turned to Zayn and he raised his brows at us.

“So Flora, how did you came across with Zayn?” Reid further asked.

“Enough of this Reid” Zayn yelled and I flinched a little on my seat and shut my eyes tightly.

“What’s wrong with you Zayn? You couldn’t provide a reasonable answer when I’d asked who she is, and now you are getting worked up because I decided to ask her myself?” Reid also yelled at him.

Oh my..

“Suit yourself then” Zayn stood on his feet and marched out of the dinning room.

I watch as Reid breathe out and turn to me.

“Don’t pay attention to that Flora” he said with a smile.

Mrs Roseline came out of the kitchen with another tray in her hand.

She place the tray on the table and I smile broadly when the aroma hit my nostril.

I look up and met Reid gaze on my face.

I smile at him and look away timidly.

“Enjoy your meal” she said and turned to leave.

I guess she doesn’t noticed Zayn absence.

I look at the direction he passed through and sighed softly.

So grumpy.

———
Okay
What’s up with Zayn?

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