my obsession [ isaac foster x reader ]

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"What's this? Do my eyes deceive me or somebody's getting a little gun-shy. I should have expected as much from an unremarkable girl like you~"

"I-I don't wanna do it!"

"Even if you don't fire the gun, I can't stop myself from cuttin' you open!" Zack yelled. His eyes were full of rage. He was shaking as he held the scythe to my neck.

"But, I can't let you kill me yet, remember?"

"Oh yeah?! Well, I wanna kill you so bad it's tearing me up!"

"I'm sorry" a dissapointed look appeared on my face.

He grabbed my right hand where I held the gun and pointed it at his chest.

"I'm going to give you one more chance to stop me! If you shoot me like that, there's no way you could miss!"

"I said I don't want to kill you, Zack. I care about-"

Zack smirked and started laughing.

"Hahaha! Jesus, you picked a dumb time to start giving a damn! I can't hold back anymore. Why don't you shoot me?" he was visibly struggling to not kill me.

I sighed.

"Because... I love you and I care about you with my whole heart. I'll do anything for you and I know very well that you don't want me to actually kill you. If your final wish is to cut me open right there, I won't fight back" I said in one breathe.

"See, Y/n? Look how glad I am now! So glad it makes me wanna kill myself!" Zack yelled full of joy and stabbed himself in the stomach with his scythe.

My eyes widened.

Glad?

His warm blood splattered all over the room and me.

I was confused. I couldn't tell if he took seriously what I just said.

He was still smiling as he fell to the ground bleeding.

Oh no!

Oh no!

Oh no, no, no, no, no!

"Zack, no" I kneed down to his body.

At this point I was crying my eyes out. He can't die, yet.

I could feel his pulse. He was alive. He was just unconscious.

Was it my fault?

Cathy screamed in anger. She opened the glass barrier and started waking toward us.

"It makes me so angry! Neither one of you was my ideal criminal! Y/n L/n couldn't commit murder because she was soooo in love with him and Isaac Foster turned out to be such an imbecile that he killed himself just to satisfy his blood-lust!~"

She stopped in front of Zack's body.

"You're failures! How dare you take me the pleasure of punishing you! You're such a stupid whore, Y/n!~" she pointed her remote controller at me.

"W-whore? Me? It's your fault! Only your fault that he stabbed himself! Your damn drug made him-"

She slapped me with the remote. It hurt more than I expected.

"How dare you..." I placed my hand over my cheek.

"Talk back to me again and see what happens, young lady! Do you think it's fun judging someone so passive?! It hurts me much more than it hurts you Y/n. Honestly, I wish it would have been Zack who lived. He would've look so much better with his body all riddled with bullet holes, than you're about to. But noooo! You couldn't even pull a trigger. You're a disappointment as a criminal~"