what do we do? (zack foster x reader)

Chapter 1

~Slash! Slash!~ 

"hahahahahahah!!!" i sat hovered over the dismembered torso. "hehe!! a slash here!" i stabbed the knife into the soft warm flesh, dragging it down quickly. "one here" i did it again and again and again. until you could barley make out that it was once someone's torso. i stood up and looked around, i picked up the dismembered arms and legs including the head and set them in a pile. i wiped my forehead causing more blood to get on my forehead. "ah~ that seems good" just as i was about to do more damage i could hear a few screams and then sirens. i looked up and was met with red and blue lights. "shit!!" i got up and ran further into the alleyway i was in, i hopped a fence with my knife still in my hand. 

did i know where i was going? well..not really! but i kept turning corners and dodging boxes and other objects. i whipped around a corner and ~whack!~ i ran into something or someone. all i know is  i hit something and heard a metallic sound then it was black....

(a few minutes later)

"hey freak! wake up!" i opened my eyes and looked up, a guy with bandages covering his face. a brown hoodie on and a scythe. i sat up. "FINALLY!! you know how bad that hurt?! you should watch where your going!" i looked up at him and stood up. i looked around. "the cops? are they gone?" he gave me a strange look. "i thought i was the dumbass here? *sigh* not many cops come down here. anyway! im either gonna kill ya or your gonna try and kill me?" he pointed to my knife. i waved it around while talking. "well is there anything that you aren't grateful for that you should be grateful for?" i looked at him. he gave me a confused look. "i don't think so?" "ok then why would i have the need to kill you? unless you show your ungrateful for something that you need." he just rolled his eyes. "well~~~ i mean i could kill you~~" he walked toward me then swung his scythe around me. i flinched a little but kept a straight face. 

he stopped it right before hitting me with it. "just dont go getting all hyper around me~ cause when i see someone happy~ hehehahaha- i just gotta put 'em down~~~" he smirked. "noted." i said with a blank face. "*sighs* you look like a damn zombie! what's your name?" he pulled his scythe away. i sighed. " my name is (Y/N) (L/N), what about you?" "zack...so do you live anywhere?" he looked around and leaned on the building. no i dont.. i burnt down my old house so i kinda just sleep where i can." i leaned next to him, he glanced at me and back forward. he kicked off the wall and started. 

"hey where are you going?!" i looked at him. he sighed and looked over his shoulder at me. "my place! if you dont wanna sleep on the streets tonight then i suggest you come on dumbass!!" i looked at him then tilted my head and ran over to him, careful of his scythe i moves next to him and kept quiet while following him.