Not Alone Anymore(Zack Foster x Reader) //going through some editing//

Chapter 6

((Your/My POV))                                                                                                                                        I ran as fast as I could hearing Zack's laughter....stressed as fuck in this life or death situation , yet I wasn't scared like how I was in the beginning....

As I ran a made some turns and ended up finding door, instantly running through then instantly regretting my dumb ass decision.... It was a dead end.

"FUCK!"

I looked around frantically, the room has guns on the ceiling and was closed off by some sort of g thick glass door, the floor being all white.

"WHAT THE HELL..." 

Zack kicked down the door walking in , smiling and chuckling to himself he he stared me down. I stepped back and pulled out my dagger ...even though it was nothing compared to a scythe. 

"Zack....STOP."

I glared trying not to look scared. 

He started laughing and raised his scythe to kill me as I stood my ground glaring at him..but then my eyes widen in shock as I hear a gun shot and then blood splattered from Zack's arm.

He stopped laughing and gasped,dropping the scythe and fell onto his knees holding his arm.I stepped forward but he just screamed.

" STAY BACK!!"

 I looked around,then heard the dreadful chuckle of the bitch that has been torturing us..

"ugh..." I looked behind me, seeing Cathy behind the glass door.

"HIIIII~ I can't believe you two made it this far!Sorry I had to cut this short..ugh, especially when it was getting good.You two Have entered my firing room! It's -" 

"SHUT UP!!!" I screamed at her...I never felt more pissed off in my life.

"I'M NOT STUPID I KNOW WHAT THIS IS..." 

I looked at Zack who was panting , still on the floor.

He looked at me then at Cathy.

"You know Zack, Its so much fun watching the drama unfold especially when its you in the middle of it,you truly are exceeding my expectations as a criminal!The way you surrender to your evil impulses just takes me breath way~" 

Zack reached his hand out and grabbed this scythe. 

"SHUT YER DAMN MOUTH.." He growled standing up. 

I stepped aside not wanting to be in his way.

He started to run towards the glass to take a swing but failed, the glass was to thick.

"OH what's the matter Zack? Feeling a bit dopy? Those drugs are still messing with you, you are ATTACKING the wrong person-"

 I rolled my eyes,"I think if he wanted to kill me I be dead already-" I muttered. 

Zack yelled,"DOESN'T MAKE NO DIFFERENCE TA ME!!" 

He tried to swing again but a bullet went through his leg before he could even step forward, making him fall onto one knee.

"UGH!" 

I went a little closer to him but then stopped not knowing how I could help...

"Zack.." 

"SHUT IT AND STAY BACK!!"

....is he protecting me from himself?... That's..kinda sweet... But.....