Angels of Death : Maniac (Zack x Reader or OC)

Chapter 42: Needle Point

Hey guys. Sorry for the absemce but with the holiday and all I was stretched out. Plus I wrote this on my phone so I can't attest to the quality but I'm doing my own thing now. It will probably be around 50 chapters.

Enjoy!

Reader POV
I got back to the apartment and Zack was still sleeping. He had a fever and I could tell he was in a ton of pain as was I. I gathered all our stuff together and went over to him and shook him awake when I saw Kyles car out front. "Let's go mummy I got a friend who is taking us someplace safe. Let's go." He grunted at me and flopped out of bed. He was dizzy and his fever was insane. I put his hood up and grabbed out stuff. I may have the shot in my leg and stomach but Zack was in worse shape and needed help. Even of he would never say it out loud. I stayed in Front of him as he trudged down the stairs just in case he fell and went outside and Kyle ran out of his car to come grab my bag of shit I grabbed. He came over to me and hugged me as Zack took a break against the wall of the building. Kyle was very short for a full grown man around 5ft tall and always dressed like in a suit but the suit was always a ridiculous pattern or color. He had a beard and wore eyeshadow. He was handsome. And fabulous. He was the first man I trusted after what happened to me and he and I always had a bond that no one could interfere with.
"Honey are you okay?"
"I'm better now that your here."
"Me too...... now let's go peel your man friend off the wall. I hope he doesn't get blood on my favorite suit." We walked over to zack.
"You day that about every suit you have."
"Well it's true. I love them all." Zack looked a little apprehensive of the man in front of him.
"How is short stuff here gonna help us?" Zack eyed him and Kyle just winked and smiled back.
"Oooooo he's feisty. I like that." He picked Zack up with ease and placed him in the back of the car. Zack of course protested the entire way but Kyle just ignored him. He then closed the back seat door and opened my door and I sat in the front next to him. Zack mumbled about sitting bitch in the car but I ignored him.
"Thanks for coming to get us Kyle. I really appreciate it."
"Oh my dear you don't have to worry about a thing let's get you and your little friend here home so I can have someone treat all those nasty wounds! Now tell me about how you met feisty pants."
"I'll kill you." Zack mumbled in the backseat.
"Oh honey those sweet words will get you anything." Zack tolled his eyes and I started to tell him about all the things that had happened.
We were chatting about everything that had happened when we pulled up to a small side parking lot outside the city near a bar.
"Alright let's get charmin ultra in the bar." I said to Kyle.
"I got this I got enough sleep." Zack said opening the door and stepping out. Kyle and I got out of the car and saw zack looking at the bar. "Never seen this place before where the hell are we."
"This is the underground bar for anyone dodging the law if you will. It's called the Needle Drop Bar. We pay the cops to stay away and keep everything above board so they never bother us."
"It's good to be back." This was my home away from home. I was a bartender when I wasn't ya know. Out killing people. We all walked to the door and opened it up. Kyle got us inside and my boss Cara immediately came over.
"Good to see you kiddo! You look like shit! Who's your friend here?" She pointed to Zack.
"Names Zack. Ya know the infamous Isaac Foster." She looked at him with immediate excitement. In all our chaos I forgot to mention Cara was a huge fan of Zacks "work"
"I am such a fan! Oh my Isaac foster is
Actually in my bar I thought you were just some cosplaying weirdo that (Sara) picked up." Zack was genuinely confused that this middle aged woman was such a fan of his. Was everyone here crazy? Yes would be the correct answer. "Let's get you guys a room and some medicine. Least I can do for my favorite serial killer and my favorite employee!" Kyle went behind the bar and grabbed a key and took us to the room and got us medicine and properly cleaned our wounds. He gave me my work clothes and Zack a clean hoodie and jeans. Kyle saw my boots after I took them off to change
"Wow those really took a beating."
".......yeah they were useful though. Think you could sell em for me?"
"Sell you famous boots?!? I mean even if their current condition I have had a buyer waiting for you to die or part with them." Zack looked at me coming out of the bathroom.
"I thought you would just fix em up why sell them."
"I want to make a new pair. My experience with you in that hell made
Me realize they are far too heavy and too noticeable. I need to make something with more stealth."
"I get it I guess."
"Plus I'll have enough left over to make you something." I said winking at him. He smiled at me
"You don't have to do that."
"Zack without you I wouldn't have made it out of there. Let me do all this as thanks." He just grunted at me and flopped down on the bed. I gave Kyle my boots and went into the bathroom myself.
Zack POV
I'm looking around the room and look over to see Kyle hasn't left yet. He puts down the boots and looks over to me. "Mr. Foster thank you for getting her out of that place. She is like family to all of us here and we are all forever in your debt. When she was caught I thought it was over........I tried to pull all my strings for her but I wasn't fast enough. So thank you." I just looked away and nodded.
"It wasn't my original goal. She meant nothing to me when I met her. Just a means to escape. It's different now so think nothing of it. My goal was selfish."
"Maybe to start. But I can see the way she looks at you. She has never looked at anyone that way." Kyle was brief and left without another word. She's got like her own little psycho family here huh must be nice. I was lying on the bed thinking to myself when I saw (Sara) come out of the bathroom.
Reader POV
I was out of the bathroom after cutting my hair shorter and changing my clothes. I was now in my bar uniform. Shorts and a tank top with the bar name on it. I flopped on the bed next to Zack and eyed him up and down. He had to take all his bandages off while he was in the shower and Kyle offered to get him new ones but for now he had his hold up trying to hide as much of his face as possible. Even though he was burned he was far from ugly. His skin was darker and some of it was smooth and glossy but his features were all still intact. In short. He was FINNNNNNEEEEE. He caught me staring and looked at me.
"What the fuck do you want?" He must have thought I was shocked by his appearance or grossed out. I just looked at him pulled down his hood and grabbed his face.
"I want you."