Forgotten (Zack X Reader) (Rated M)

Chapter 1: Don't You Remember? (Edited)

A/N: Alright, so before we go into this story. I'm gonna be honest. It has been a LOOOOONNNNNGGGGG time since I have written ANYTHING. This is my first time on WattPad, although I've had this account for a few years now.

That being said, I will TRY to keep this story updated as best I can. Work life is hectic with my evil work hours though, but I will TRY.

This started from a comic I started drawing, but I figured i would write it out first. And instead of using my OC, I decided to take a whack at a ....Reader insert story? Is that what it's called? Anyway, this is my first one of those so...hopefully this is worth a crap.

Rated M for language and violence.

(Y/N) = Your Name
(F/N) = First Name
(L/N) = Last Name
(N/N) = Nick Name
(H/C) = Hair Color
(E/C) = Eye Color
(F/C) = Fave Color
(F/P) = Fave Pants (if you don't like jeans)

This is just a key for reference. It's everything I can think of that I used so far.

Also, if your name is actually Charity...well, there's a reason for that name in the story is all I can say atm.

Anyway, I really hope you enjoy.

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The bright, full moon illuminated the dark and scarcely populated streets of the city. The air smelled like car exhaust, cigarettes, and trash. Most people would be scared to come to this area. Any sane person would be cautious to walk along the sidewalks with all the shady characters lurking in the abandoned and dark alleyways. 

But one girl roaming the late night streets wasn't.

Well, more like her desire to be free was greater than her fear of the streets. 

She hurriedly ran down the sidewalk, away from where she had left, her (H/C) hair flying behind her. The cool evening air nipped at her face, but she didn't care. Other thoughts occupied her mind. 

Shivering from the cold, she soon found herself in an unfamiliar part of the city while keeping an eye out for a place to stay. The light from the street lamps were virtually non-existent as she quietly tried to make her way out of there. However, a hand suddenly reached out to grab her, and she quickly found herself being yanked into a dark alley.

"You should know better than to wander the streets alone." a creepy masculine voice mumbled in her ear, his hand tightly clamped over her mouth to prevent her from screaming for help as he held up a knife his free hand.

Despite the knife pointed at her throat, she started to thrash and struggle in his arms. Maybe if she could get him to loosen his grip just a bit, she could get away or at least scream and hope for the best. 

"Ohhh, looks like you're a feisty one. What's the matter? You don't want to have some fun?" he commented with a disgusting chuckle, reinforcing his grip on her. The cold blade of the knife was lightly pressing against her throat, but that didn't deter her from fighting back. After struggling a bit, she finally managed to get his hand off of her mouth and took advantage of the moment.

"SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!!" she called out. 

"SHUT UP, BITCH!" 

With that, the assailant suddenly grabbed her by her (h/c) hair, yanking her back to him. Next thing she knew, he ruthlessly smashed her head into the wall of a nearby building. 

Everything was blurry. She couldn't focus on anything, her head was spinning so severely. A feeling of dread washed over her as she felt him rip her backpack and jacket off of her. When she heard the items hitting the ground, she realized it likely wasn't money the guy was after.