A new beginning, maybe? (Zack Foster x reader)

Why?

Zack's Pov:
I began to fall from my slumber and come back into the real world, how fucking unfortunate. My head is still swirling with suicidal thoughts, I so desperately want to do this especially if that means I can see Ray again, but stupid fucking Y/n keeps dragging me away from the edge every time I go there, it's really fucking annoying.
Y/n's Pov:
Mumbling, sobbing, broken sentences was all I could hear from Zack as soon as I had woken up. He's really gonna go over to the edge again isn't he? I wrapped my arms around him and engulfed him in a hug... well that's what I thought. He pushed me away and said, "WHY THE FUCK DO YOU CARE SO MUCH?! NOT ONLY HAVE YOU ONLY KNOWN ME FOR FIVE FUCKING SECONDS BUT I'M ALSO A MURDERER AND THAT MEANS I DO NOTHING BUT RIP PEOPLE'S LIVES AWAY FROM THEM!" I got up to his level and softly responded with "Yes you've taken a shit tone of lives. Yes I've only know you for the whole of 5 seconds and yes I do care a lot but do you know why I care about you so much?"
"What? Go on! What's the fucking reason?!"
"I care because you're just as much of a victim than the people you've killed, you've got a bigger heart than people who don't kill, you've lost someone that you grew close to in the worst possible way and most importantly of all, I know that you are more than worthy of a bright and happy future, this is why I'm not letting you kill your self. Imagine everything you'd miss out on if you took your own life."
Zack's Pov:
A victim? A kind heart? A bright and happy future? Is this Y/n fucking serious? No she can't be.. right? What if it's true? What if it's not? My thoughts were going around my head at a hundred miles an hour, everything is just so confusing at this point. Y/n then spoke up, "Hey Zack. You in there?"
"Huh?" I then asked her, "you're not lying to me right? I hate liars and it just seems really fucking weird that you're caring for someone as evil as me."
"I hate liars too, nothing makes me more sick. I used to be friends with one, she would make up some of the worst shit ever I can't even go into detail because thinking about it just makes me sick and the last thing I'd EVER want to do is lie. Right, I totally get what you're saying like, who the fuck says shit like this to serial killers? Well the answer is is that I always see the good in people no matter the situation, unless you're talking about pedophiles, I wouldn't help one ever, utterly minging. Anyways, I can see that deep down you really care, you have a big heart but people just don't see it. Honestly, you don't need to worry about me lying to you, I couldn't bring myself to do such thing even if I tried."
Y/n's Pov:
My phone started buzzing, so I took it out of my pocket to see the message. Well, looks like my dad is on a lads holiday until Monday (it's currently Wednesday). "Hey Zack."
"What is it?" He asked drousily.
"My dad is gonna be away until Monday and I was just wondering if you wanted to stay round mine until then, you know, to sort yourself out a little bit, I can take care of you as well, you look like you need it no offence." I giggled slightly. "Won't I only be a fucking bother for you?!" Zack asked angrily in an upset tone. "Of course not, I wouldn't have offered if it was going to be a bother to me."
He gave in, so I took him over to my home. I really hope I can help him, even if it's only just a small amount.

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