Part 2: Blind love.
Zayn’s POV:

Niall and I were standing in front of Vicky’s door. After I rang the door گھنٹی, بیل a few minutes, she opened the door. She were wearing exactly the same dress that she wore on the night I met her in Nando’s. She looked so terrible with her tangled hair, ringed eyes and pale lips. As soon as she saw me, she cried her eyes out and grasped my arms:
“Zayn, Zayn, finally you’re here. I think of آپ دن and night. Zayn…Zayn.”
I immediately pulled her down on the floor as I didn’t want her dirty hands to touch me. Vicky sat on the floor, yelling:
“Why are آپ behaving like that with me, Zayn? Am I wrong? Is loving someone wrong?”

I walked to sit اگلے to her, saying in anger:
“With me, آپ are just a dirty bitch. How dare آپ do that to Bella? How dare you?”
She pretended:
“Do what? What are آپ talking about? I don’t understand.”
I took the paper out of my pocket and threw it at her face. When she read it, her face first turned pale and then red. Vicky suddenly laughed out loud crazily. Then she smirked:
“Finally آپ all found out. Does Bella feel happy with that? Does she enjoy having آپ both?”

Looking at her arrogant face, I felt misprise her. When I was about to slap her, suddenly, Niall held my hand back. He shook his head and said:
“Don’t, Zayn.”
Vicky laughed in tears, yelling:
“You wanna hit me Zayn? Just slap me? Why? Why is it always Bella? This کتیا, کتيا took everything from me. Zayn, don’t آپ see that she never cares about you? Niall don’t آپ see that she just want to have both of you?”

I کہا under my gritted teeth:
“Shut up, Vicky. آپ have no right to say that about Bella. Now go with us to the police station.”
She gave me a black look:
“Why do I have to go with you? Everything I’ve done is because of you, Zayn. Because of you, I give up my pride, I became such an evil girl. It’s not my fault. It’s all yours.”

Vicky walked around me slowly and said:
“Zayn, why don’t آپ see that I am the only one that really loves you. I can do everything for you. But why is God so rude to me? When I put cheat sheet to humiliate Bella, bitchy Mihrap saved her. And when I hired people to afford Mihrap, it was آپ that saved her. But it’s fine because in the end now I am the winner. Not Bella.”
When I heard all the thing Vicky said, I was so angry that I touched her کالر and gritted my teeth:
“You…You… It was آپ that did that too Mihrap. آپ are a demon Vicky. Let me make it clear. آپ say آپ are the only one that loves me, but Bella is the only one I love. آپ say آپ are the winner but آپ are wrong. You’ll never win my heart.”
Vicky looked directly at my eyes to challenge me. When I was most angry, suddenly I heard Bella’s voice:
“Zayn, please, don’t don that with to Vicky”

Seeing Bella, I even felt worse. At that moment I pulled her down on the floor rudely.
“Vic, why do آپ become like that? آپ look too thin now…”
She looked ate Bella extenwatingly:
“Why? آپ ask me why? It’s آپ that make me become like that. Happy now? Does seeing me lose the game make آپ happy enough?”
Bella sobbed:
“No, Vicky. I am so sorry. It’s all my fault. I’m so sorry. Don’t آپ remember that آپ used to tell me that we would be good sisters forever?”
Vicky laughed:
“What the hell is that? آپ are too naive Bella. It’s a lie. I hate your guts. Since we were small, you’ve had everything while I had nothing. آپ have fame, beauty, intelligence, everyone’s love and now آپ even have Zayn. Why are آپ so greedy?”

Bella just shook her head and کہا in tears:
“Jealousy and love blind you, Vicky. I have nothing مزید to talk to you. آپ are not Vicky that I used to know anylonger. That Vicky was dead.”
Bella stood up and walked to the door. Niall and I both shouted:
“Vicky, go to the police station with us right now.”
Bella just shook her head and said:
“No, just go ہوم now. I forgive her.”
Oh Bella and her altruism.
Compared with her, all of us were just so mean and bad. When I walked out of the house, I could hear Vicky’s sobbing voice:
“Boo hoo boo hoo… I’m sorry. I’m sorry Bella…”