Don't Love || A Zack x Reader Angel of Death

It takes

Y/n
⚠️ Warning: Gore ⚠️

I did what Zack told me to do. I took and deep breath and opened the door.

"Hello. Can I help you officer?" I asked trying to stay calm.

"Hello there miss,  There has been a dangerous serial killer named Isaac Foster on the loose around your neighborhood. Is it alright if we check out the place making sure it's safe?"

"Yes of course." I moved away to let them in. Four men came in and they all looked round them as they asked me questions.

"Have you seen any sign of Isaac Foster?" He handed me a picture of him.

"No I haven't seen this man." I lied. "How bad is he?"

"Dangerous. He killed many people in the past he was supposed to be executed a few days ago but he escaped."

"Oh yeah. I heard that on the news." I replied trying to act innocent as possible. One of the officers headed towards the bathroom where Zack was. They were about to open it until. "Wait!" I yelled.

"Is something wrong ma'am?"

"N-no." I looked down at the ground.

If they catch Zack.

They opened the door revealing nothing but a window open. They all begin to examine it and noticed there was bandages in the trash.

"Sir look!" One of the police officers yelled for the chief. They all took it out and examined it. One of them faced me. "What's this doing in your trash?" I was silent for a minute trying to act in shock.

"I don't know how that got there.." I lied again but this time horribly to which they noticed.

"She's lying arrest her now." one of the men grabbed me by the arms and pinned me to the wall handcuffing me. I screamed in pain then there was loud bang came from the front door. Zack burst through the door slicing the police officer that was arresting me in half. Blood was everywhere, I fell on the ground and noticed that he killed the other two police officers in the living room. "There he is. Kill him!" One of them shouted as they brought up their gun and shot. Zack dodged it and cut the man's head off clean, the other looked frightened and scared as he saw his partner die right in front of him. He was shaking pointing a gun at Zack. Zack smirked.

"You're scared huh? You should be." He raised his scythe and split him in half. I was in the corner on the in the bathroom floor, my knees were up to my chest and I was covered in blood.

This is what fear felt like.

Zack turned around and stared right into my eyes. I began to breathe heavily when he walked towards me.

"S-stay away!" I closed my eyes and curled up into a ball. A couple seconds past I slowly opened my eyes and looked up. Zack hand was reaching down to me. Tears roll down my cheeks as I slowly raised my hand to his. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up.

"We should probably clean up." He walked passed me to go pick up the bodies in the living room.

When we were finally done cleaning up all the body parts, the blood and ourselves. It was almost 2 in the morning and I was exhausted and so was Zack we haven't talked the whole time when we were cleaning. I walked into my room and went to bed pretending nothing ever happened. The next morning was different, maybe because I was depressed I felt no energy or emotion. I took a shower brush my teeth and I put on my school clothes. I didn't even eat breakfast. I noticed Zack wasn't up yet, he was probably still in his room I just left him alone and went to school. I arrived at school and it was still the same but different. The only difference is that I didn't feel like myself.