my obsession [ isaac foster x reader ]

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Goddammit! She took the bullet out!

My heart dropped as I saw more blood start pouring from Y/n's abdomen. She coughed and blood ran down the corners of her mounth.

"Why the hell did you-"

"I was dying anyways, Zack. Keeping it in wouldn't do any better. I'm just dissapointed I didn't do what I wanted to" she gave me a weak smile and closed her eyes.

"I won't stick here all by myself!"

I rolled up a sleeve on my jacket and ripped enough bandages outta my arm.

"Listen, I have no idea what am I doing but I'm sure you're not dying on me!" I wrapped up her abdomen poorly.

She fell asleep or died. I had no idea at the moment.

I should've get some medical stuff. Once she wakes up she'll know what to do.

Y/n's POV :

I woke up in the same spot where I took the bullet out of my body.

I thought I died.

My eyes landed on my wrapped up abdomen. The bandages were falling off. He even put my T-shirt back on.

Zack wasn't anywhere around.

"Zack?"

Maybe he left me here. But if he did, he wouldn't attempt to save me, would he?

Suddenly I smelled a sweet smell. I noticed some purple smoke around me. Maybe I should just hold my breathe. My eyes were slowly closing.

I had no idea what was going on this time. Suddenly my eyes fluttered open. I was standing in front of some kind of confession booths. There was also a table and a bible on it.

I looked at my wound. It was gone. It took my brain a few seconds to process the fact it just got healed out of nowhere. Maybe I was just dreaming.

I wasn't there yet. What drug is in the purple smoke?!

"The ones God desires must be clean and devoid their sins. So who are you?
Ask yourself that question.
Are you a desireable sacrifice or are you an angel?
Or even if you are neither, if you truly hope to find God's solution. Reveal and confess all your sins!"

I read from the bible.

I looked back at the confession booths. I noticed there was something written on one of them.

"What is Thy name?"

"I'm Y/n L/n" I said.

The text dissapeared when I said my name and the door opened. It was so dark.

"I am way too sober for this" I sighed and entered.

The purple smoke was everywhere around me as I walked down a corridor. There were candles lightening up my way, but it was still kinda difficult to see things correctly.

There was a chair at the end of it and a bottle filled with something on it. I grabbed it and saw a bloody red text above my head.

"Spit out your sins"