I Was Broken But She Fixed Me (A Zane X Reader) [Pretty Much Dead]

Zane x Reader

A/n The armor you wear in this chapter is above but you can change it if you want also, what you want your new sword to look like. Well take your pick. :p

CHAPTER 16
ONE STEP OUT OF LINE

You hear your door slam behind you as you jump onto your bed. "Unforgivable, disgraceful, vile little prick!" You hiss quietly into your pillows "Oh I can do what ever I want because I'm the most powerful little shit in the world. Zane Ro'meave, that's me." you try to mimic him. You sigh while sitting up "I guess I should see what the little prickster wants but I'll go in fully armed. I'm not taking any chances and besides this would be a great time to test out my new armor and sword. Why am I talking to myself? Ah screw it. Why am I talking to my self!?" You get up with new found determination shining in your e/c eyes. You smirk as you walk towards the hidden button on your wall. "I haven't tested this out yet so I hope it works." You hit the button and quickly step back after paces. You hear pistons start to push and pull and redstone wires fizz with power then part of your wall pushes back and to the side to reveal a set of b/s (it's not bullshit) armor and a f/c sword with a s/f/c gem imbedded into the hilt. As soon as you got it on you marched out the door. "Hey y/n where are y-" Jessica started to ask but she quickly cut her self off once she saw you. "Where are you going!? What are you wearing!? Where did this come from!? How the heck did this happen!? Where!? What!? How!?" You glance at her but you seriously doubted that she could see because of your helmet. "I'm going to meet Zane." You say plainly and without another word, you march out the door. You immediately start walking towards where Zane's house was. A house right on the edge of town that people avoided like the plague. You walk up the oak stairs and wait for Zane to answer. "Who is it at this- WHOA! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?" You smirked at how scared he sounded but you knew that you, sadly, had to tell him who you are. "Listen, Zane, the only reason I'm here is to 1. Stop you from annoying me any further and 2. To beat the nether out of ya." He threw up his arms to protect his head as if he expected a punch to fly his way at that very second when he suddenly stopped cowering and realized who you were. "W-wait. Y/n!? Is that you!? Holy crap! I didn't recognize you with that armor on!?" He lifted his hand to try to examine you and your new armor but you quickly steped out of reach. "If you want to keep that hand I highly suggest that you not touch me." You allow an icy coldness to creep into your voice as your eyes harden. "Now you wanted to talk, well I'm here so talk. We haven't got all day." "Um right. Uh well I wanted to ask you.... What will it take for you to forgive me?" You felt your eyes widen with shock from that question. "What you have to do?" You whisper in a slightly raspy voice. "Well you could start by dropping dead." You quietly hissed. Zane looked at you with slightly frightened eyes. "I-I" he stammered. Wow. You thought suprised. Am I actually more threatening when I'm quieter? Good to know. "I-I really am sorry. I just-" You cut him off in mid sentance. "Heh shut up." You snarled quietly. "B-but" "Don't you get what's happening? I re-live that damned day every time I pass by you. I still have God forsaken nightmares thanks to you. Do you realize that the last words that I heard from s/n was my name!?" His eyes suddenly flooded with remorse and sorrow. "Y/n I-" "Don't pity me! I don't need pity from a murderer." You hiss turning away. "Great! Now I'm all riled up! I'm going mob hunting." You walk away unsheathing your new sword. "Y/n! Wait I-" you hear him call after you. You continue to walk but you yell over your shoulder. "You wanted to talk!? Well we talked and I can't think of a more disastrous idea. What did ya think was going to happen!? Now do us all a favor and piss off." You couldn't think of anything else to say. You were just, horribly mad. Mad that you went to see him, angry that he didn't get it, furious that he was currently residing in the same village as you, the list goes on. I swear. I'll cast his useless brain underfoot. You raged as you stormed off. I swear it. If he puts one hair out of line it will be the end of him!
END OF CHAPTER 16
A/n sorry about not updating sooner. I still got writers block. Sorry.