Lucy gray and Rachel Zegler oneshots

My assasin *PT 1* - R.Z

Pairing: Rachel Zegler x Fem!reader 

warning: be aware that i will talk about SA. just detailed ehm torture methods. Just this one is fucked up but thrilling 

 A/N: soo yes this happened.... i kinda think it's cool but I'm aware it's heavy... also I translated each sentence that is not in English but Rachel call Y/n mi reina, wich means my queen.

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Rachel Zegler stormed out of the gym, her muscles aching from the intense workout. She had spent the entire day punching the heavy bag, releasing her pent-up frustration and anger. The source of her turmoil was a heated argument with her girlfriend, Y/N, the night before. As she approached her apartment, she couldn't shake the feeling of resentment that lingered in the air.

Entering the apartment, Rachel found Y/N sitting on the couch, engrossed in her phone. The room was tense, and the silence spoke volumes. Rachel's jaw clenched as she tried to find the right words to express her frustration.

"Hey," Rachel muttered, her voice cold and distant.

Y/N looked up, her eyes meeting Rachel's, but the atmosphere remained thick with tension. "Hey," she replied cautiously.

Rachel took a deep breath, attempting to calm the storm within her. "We need to talk," she said, her tone still sharp.

Y/N sighed, putting her phone down. "I know. Look, I'm sorry about yesterday, but you didn't have to yell at me like that."

Rachel crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing. "Sorry? You think a simple apology is enough? Y/N, I've been working my ass off, and yesterday was supposed to be our day together."

Y/N stood up, frustration evident in her expression. "I get it, Rachel, but I have a life too. I can't just revolve everything around your schedule."

The tension escalated as both women struggled to find common ground. Rachel's anger flared up again. "You knew how important yesterday was to me. I've been looking forward to it for weeks, and you just went out with your friends like it was no big deal."

Y/N's eyes flashed with defiance. "I'm allowed to have a life outside of your schedule, Rachel. I can't always put everything on hold just because you have a free day."

As the heated exchange continued, Y/N couldn't shake the feeling of frustration and exhaustion that had been building up for weeks. She had known Rachel had a free day yesterday, but the prospect of spending time together had lost its appeal in the face of their constant arguments. The tension in the room was palpable, and Y/N's resentment spilled over.

"Yeah, your precious free day," Y/N scoffed, rolling her eyes. "What's the point when all we do is fight? I needed a break from all the drama, Rachel."

Rachel's anger flared up again at the sarcastic tone. "You think I don't need a break from working my ass off? But no, you just decided to go out with your friends, making it all about you."

Y/N spat back, hurtful comments laced with bitterness. "Maybe if you weren't so obsessed with your career, we wouldn't be in this mess. But no, it's always 'Rachel's movie this' and 'Rachel's schedule that.'"

Rachel felt herself fuming, her frustration turning into a boiling rage. "Oh, so now it's my fault for working hard and pursuing my dreams? Maybe if you had some dreams of your own, you'd understand!"

The words exchanged became sharper, each comment digging deeper into their insecurities. Y/N, unable to contain her frustration, got in Rachel's face, their noses almost touching. "You never have time for anything other than your damn movie. It's like I don't even exist in your world anymore!"