" Bang." (Zack Foster x Reader)

"Uber"

Some scenes may be disturbing for some viewers: Kinda have some mentions of blood, reach at own risk.

I put the bags that I was holding in my right hand down on the floor and check my pockets for my phone. Serendipitously, my phone somehow snuck its way into my jacket. I managed to find an Uber to pick me up, now we wait.

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I get in the car and the driver gives a slight smile and nod. I tell the woman my address and she puts it in the GPS and drives away. The entire ride passes in comfortable silence. The driver is a female redhead, her skin is pale, and she looks like she's in her late 40s.

Through the woods it was quicker to get to the city. Now by car there's more traffic, and the paths curve around over and over again, which I think is pointless. We finally leave the highway and start going on a road with less movement. After a while we reach the front of my house. 

I take out my wallet and ask the driver how much money it is. She doesn't respond. Her hands are still gripping the steering wheel, her knuckles turning paler. She turns her head slowly at me. 

"Oh sorry I took long to answer, it's just that I started having this really bad heada-"

She never got to finish the sentence. Before my brain could process what was happening, Zack broke the window of the car and sliced the woman's head off.

"Z-Zack- ZACK WHAT THE-" 

"What? Is kitty disturbed by a bit of blood? 

This is NOT a little of blood. There's blood everywhere spurting right out of her neck. Her head fell on the ground, her body slumped against the seat.

"ZACK WHAT THE HECK!"

Zack lets go of his scythe and it clatters on the floor. He sticks his head inside the broken car window and looks at me. 

"What do you want now?"

"I DON'T CARE THAT YOU KILLED HER BUT WHY DID YOU DO IT AT MY HOUSE?! UGH!" I take in a deep breath to calm myself down. "Why can't you leave me alone? Why'd you kill her anyway? I know you're insane, but she didn't do anything."

"Didn't do anything? She kept you to herself. You two in a car together, her driving you to your house."

"That's kinda how an Uber works, Zack!"

"Uber? Look I don't care who 'Uber' is. What I do care about is that she could've killed you."

"AND WHAT IF SHE DID KILL ME? YOU'RE ONE TO TALK! YOU LITERALLY SAID YOU WANTED TO KILL ME ABOUT 2 HOURS AGO!"

I shove the wallet I was holding into my pocket, open the door of the cab, grab the stuff I bought, and start heading to the front door. I plop down my bags on the floor and take out my keys to unlock the door.

"You better clean up the mess you made Zack! Before sunrise!" I shout without looking back. Just as I am about to unlock the door I feel something grab my wrist. Zack.

He grabs my wrist and spins me around, before I can do anything he's already pinned me against the door. My eyes are glued to his. His hand has my wrist secured above my head against the door. One of his legs is positioned between my legs. His face, inches away from mine. 

My other hand is free, this is my chance. I lift my hand to punch him as quickly as I can. Just as I think my hand is going to make impact with his jaw, he catches my wrist with his free hand. 

Oh shit.

He leans down next to my ear and in a low raspy voice whispers, "Do you wanna try doing that again, kitty?" I can sense his warm breath against my neck, the coldness I felt going to the store is completely gone.

He smells so good for a serial killer. His sweet but yet masculine scent rushes into my nose. Although the bandages on his hand are rough, it feels comforting to have him this close to me. All his body heat passing on to me.

I don't know if I'm annoyed for him having me caged like this... I feel so helpless... But at the same time... I kind of enjoy it.

"Do you know why I cared if that woman killed you?" I don't respond.

"ANSWER ME GOD-DAMNIT!" I slowly shake my head a no.

"Because I'm the only one who's allowed to kill you. No one lays a hand on you on my watch. Got it?" I don't respond him once again. He brings his face closer to my neck, making his body also lean closer. I can feel Zack's eyes staring at me but I don't look at him. My head is turned to the side opposite of Zack's direction, my eyes stay fixated straight ahead.

"Got it?" He whispers in an aggressive tone, gritting his teeth.

I lift my head up, putting distance to his face and mine. You want a response? You'll get one.

"Get away from me bitch." I tear my hand away from his grip, pushing myself out from under him. I grab my shopping bags, and enter my house slamming the door in his face.

Who the heck does he think he is?

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The ideas Tiktok gives me for my Wattpads😏 Sorry for taking FOREVER to post this chapter. But I promise I always try to post at least one chapter per week! Also, thx for 800 views already I'm so surprised people actually enjoy my stuff🤭 Happy Holidays, until next time!- author