Wrapped in His Arms (Julie and Lucian) novel Chapter 3

"God knows what she's up to this time," Zayn snapped in annoyance. 

"She's letting you go," Hans said with certainty. 

Zayn scoffed. "And you believe that? You know how she's been these past three years. No matter how hard I try, I just can't shake her off."

"But she left the group chat," Hans stated.

Zayn froze. He grabbed his phone and opened the group chat. Sure enough, Julie had left the group. So, she hadn't been joking and really meant it when she promised not to bother him anymore.

He leaned back against the couch. For some reason, he didn't feel as relieved as he thought he would. 

One by one, those in the group chat arrived. Noticing that Zayn's girlfriend hadn't arrived, they began discussing Julie's messages.

"Hey, do you think Julie really intends to give up on Zayn this time? She even left the group chat."

"Maybe. She probably got hurt after seeing Zayn's messages."

"Wanna bet how long she can hold out before running back this time?"

Some bet a day, others two, and some gave her a week.

Zayn, who had been scrolling through his phone, suddenly looked up with a smirk. "Toss her a bone, and she'll come wagging her tail within ten minutes."

Everyone laughed and praised his knack for training her.

Hans tsked and put a cigarette between his lips. Nonchalantly, he said, "Just forget about a used toy, man. Honestly, Megan is leagues better than Julie."

Abruptly, the room door burst open. 

"Something bad is happening!"

Everyone looked up. It was Zayn's cousin, Stewart Peyton, who rushed in with panic written all over his face.

Zayn frowned. "What now?"

"I-It's Julie. S-She—" Stewart stammered, struggling to get the words out in his panic.

Zayn cut him off impatiently. "What did she do this time?"

Stewart quickly handed Zayn his phone. "I was scrolling through my feed when I saw this."

Zayn took the phone and saw a video posted by a nearby user and tapped on it. In the video, Julie was seen sitting on the famous Harbor Bay Bridge, staring blankly into the distance.

The setting sun cast a golden glow over her, making her look like a fragile doll that had been abandoned by the world. Her eyes were dull and empty as if she had lost all will to live. A soft breeze played with her hair, but it couldn't hide the sadness and despair on her face. 

Quietly, she sat there like a painting. She looked beautiful, but the air of sadness around her tugged at viewers' hearts. 

Zayn's brows furrowed tightly, and he cursed under his breath. He knew that lunatic wouldn't let him off that easily. She was even using suicide to threaten him now. 

Someone in the room muttered, "She isn't thinking of killing herself because Zayn doesn't want her anymore, is she?"

"Gosh, that's terrifying."

"The way she clings to him like gum is disgusting."

Zayn tossed the phone back to Stewart, running a hand through his hair in irritation. 

Memories of the first time he met Julie resurfaced. She had been sitting at Harbor Bay Bridge, just like this.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. Abruptly, he shot up, kicked the coffee table, and strode out of the room. 

Seeing him leave, Hans glared at Stewart. "Are you an idiot? Why'd you show him that?"

Stewart was baffled. "What did I do?"

Hans ignored him and ran after Zayn.