WANTED: DEAD OR ALIVE (Isaac Foster x Reader)

Car Chase

Another hour in the car and Ray has just woken up but she was just chilling in the backseat and Zack was sound asleep in in the passenger seat. It was a calm ride up until I noticed a familiar car driving up behind us and fast. I repeatedly slap Zack awake. Keeping my eyes on the road and occasionally looking at the car that is quickly driving up my car's ass.

"Zack wake your lazy ass up and take the wheel!" I use one hand and take my seat belt off the Zack leans over to the wheel.

"I don't know how to drive Bitch!?" He shouts as we swap seats.

"Just push that pedal and keep your hands on the wheel. Easy. Rey keep your head down." I rake through the bag of weapons and pick out a few guns and 2 knifes. I open the passenger side window and clearly the shotgun in the other car had the same idea, before I had the chance to fire the bastard beat me to it I was lucky enough to have dodged it. Plan B. I climb into the back seat and open the sunroof.

"Y/n are you fucking crazy!?" Zack shouts not looking away from the road.

"Yip, but you knew that so just keep driving I'll catch up." I climb out the sunroof and jump. Much like Zack I'm harder to kill any injuries were just scratches to me. The car is still pretty far away from me, gives me time to aim at the guy that failed to shoot at me earlier. I stand my ground and aim the gun right at the windshield but that's not where I'm actually aiming for, I know that they will see what I'm doing which means the passenger will move to shoot me out the side window and that's right where I want him in...

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"Right on cue." I smile to myself as I wait till last minute to aim the gun right at the shooter's forehead. "Ooft right between the eyes." I mentally applauded myself. "1 down 1 to go." Now if this driver has any brains at all then he will know that it would be a bad idea to 1. Take his eyes off the road and 2. To even attempt to try and shoot me or run me over.

I took aim again and shot him in the side of the head cause the fucker moved but I'm not complaining cause the car was coming to a stop anyway. I open the car door and drag the driver out then into the back seat and same with the passenger then I start to drive the fancy car completely ignoring the blood on the windshield.

"So messy." I mutter, taking my phone out and calling my car. Thank god I left a spare phone in there, let's hope one of them answer.

*Rachel's POV*
I've never seen Zack have a worried expression on his face it makes me wonder what his and Y/n's past was like but I have a rough idea. My attention was drawn to a phone ringing in the glove box.

"The fuck is that!?" Zack shouts looking around the car and not looking on the road.

"It's a phone." I sighed and rolled my eyes. "It says 'other phone'" I say before answering it.

"Hey you two I'm fine but can you slow down Zack or stop somewhere so I can catch up." Y/n's voice comes through the speaker.

"I would love to but the fucker's car is still following us!" Zack yelled at Y/n.

"That's me in the car you dumbass!" She yelled back. I held the phone at Zack's mouth and listened to the pair argue like a married couple with a bored expression on my face.

"Fine." He said slowing down the car. Y/n then hung up and I put the phone back in the glove box and we waited for Y/n to catch up.

*Your POV*
I could see my jeep come to a slow stop and i started to slow down too.

"That's enough action for today." I say as I get out the car.

"Oi, whatcha do with the fuckers?" Zack shouted. I'm getting sick of his shouting and yelling, it's all he seems to do.

"They're in the back seat of an about to be burning car." I say with a dark smile appearing on my face and Zack seems satisfied with that cause the same smile was on his face. "Ray can you into the back of my car and get the gasoline and matches please?" I ask her politely and she goes and does what she was told.

"Y/n, why are we burning the car?" She asks, her dull eyes staring at the car as she handed me the gasoline and matches. I laugh as my inner psychopathic killer comes out.

"For many reasons but my favorite is for shits and giggles plus it is also very fun. And before anyone smart mouths me and says that the car has gas in it I don't care I like being extra." I laugh but then I stop when I hear Zack's psychotic laugh the one I've grown to miss.

"That's my girl." He laughs. My eyes widen at what he just said 'Did he really just call me his girl?' whatever it doesn't mean a thing, he doesn't understand. Anyway I carry on with what I'm doing and light the car on fire.

"Right, we better get going. I'm driving." I say walking back to my car and throwing the matching and gasoline in the back.

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This must have been the quietest Zack has ever been and the longest might I add. He hasn't said a word while we've been in the car, Rachel is asleep again poor soul she must be exhausted with everything that has happened to her. I look over at Zack then back at the road I honestly can't get that out my head.

'that's my girl.'

Stop Y/n he didn't mean anything by that, he fucking pushed you out to the cops and ran for his life but he said it was a mistake. No! Yes! NO! He still has feelings for you! NO HE DOESN'T! Y-

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I yell realising that I actually yelled that and not thought it.

"The fuck Y/n." Zack jumped then settled again, putting his feet up on the dash.

"Sorry, I was having an inner argument with myself." I say. Like that's normal anyway I pray to god he won't ask what it was over.
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"what were you arguing over."

Never mind.

"Oh nothing you need to worry about Zacky." I chuckle at his reaction I even noticed he went a light shade of pink despite his bandages but I know Zack very well.

"I told you never to call me that." He mumbles and I just giggle away. "Keep your eyes on the road would ya!" Zack growls.
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We get further away from the town I once called home. The town that I was suppose to have a new start in I'm a fool for believing I could live a normal life, a life with out the serial killer me I guess I was wrong. I'm never going to let that go and I'll keep reminding myself of it.

My eyes are starting to get heavier and the sun is setting, I can tell Ray and Zack are shattered. "Just a little further." I say to myself while looking at the gas meter I have nearly an empty tank but that's fine our stop is only a few minutes away in fact the destination is in sight.