" Bang." (Zack Foster x Reader)

Breaking In: Part 2

*This chapter is in Zack's point of view of breaking into Y/N's house*

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"Tsk, tsk, tsk. What are you a 5 year old. That hiding spot is so basic, under the blankets on a sofa, really?" he speaks in a threatening playful tone, "you thought I wouldn't see you there did you? Well listen hear kitty I'm not as dumb as I look."

She looks at my eyes almost as if something wrong with them. Is there something on my face? Tsk. I don't care. She gives off bad vibes, I need to get rid of her before she calls the police or escapes. 

"Excuse me 'red eyes,' but have you ever thought about the possibility that I wasn't hiding," she said as she sat up on the sofa. Red Eyes, why is she calling me Red Eyes? I notice that my face was showing I was confused so I quickly turned it back to normal. 

"Wasn't hiding huh? Ooooh, I get it now. You think that as long as you pretend not to be scared I won't slice your head off, am I right?" I walk over to the couch and stop right in front of her. 

"That trick won't work here, last time someone did that, let's just say it wasn't pretty." Hopefully what I just said will make her rethink talking to me like she owns me. 

"Well that's a shame, if I ever die I would want to die looking like a goddess. So, if you do decide to slice off my head decorate my corpse with flowers at least." She finishes talking and lays down again on the couch, covering herself with the blanket. She turns around with her back facing me.

 "Tsk. Shut up, I don't need to hear your backtalk kitty, and don't turn away from me when I'm talking to you!" I take her h/c hair and yank it pulling her off the couch. She's so light it startled me. How can someone be this lightweight, it's scary!

She lands with a thump hitting her back on the floor forcefully. She seems to be struggling to breath in and starts coughing. 

"What'd you do that for?!" I can't believe she's wasting her last breaths complaining on my ways of killing!

"I SAID SHUT UP. DON'T SAY ANYTHING UNLESS YOU'RE GOING TO BE BEGGING FOR YOUR LIFE AND SCREAMING!" Hmph. Killing her is wasting my stamina and making me more aggravated than usual. Slowly she starts crawling away from me. So, I grabbing her hair again I throw her against the wall. Her head hits the wall and she looks like she's about to faint. I can't let her faint, then it won't be fun to kill her.

I squat down hesitating to look in her eyes but I do it anyways. Wrapping my hands around her thin neck I push her against the wall even further. She squeezes her eyes shut, but for some reason she doesn't seem scared. 

I bring my lips up to her ear. This time I don't scream but instead whisper in a taunting voice, "It's ok, you can scream now, I know your afraid~" Ugh. This is useless, I'm trying to convince myself she's scared but she isn't.  

I'm reluctant on whether I should kill this girl or not. I'm overthinking to much about this, lets just get the job done. Standing up I grab my scythe and press it on her neck. 

"IT'S OVER FOR YOU NOW!" I start laughing again, "GOODNIGHT KITTY~"

"Do it, kill me," were the four words she was able to cough out before she started to loose consciences.

"Somethings off about you, and I want to find out what," I told her. But I don't know if she heard me when I finished talking because she was with her eyes closed and started falling over to the side. Before she hit her head on the ground I caught her. 

Sorry kitty but I'm not going to stick around and baby sit you until you wake up. I grabbed a pillow from the sofa and put it under her head and placed a blanket on top of her. She needs to stay warm or else she'll get sick. If she's sick then it'll be hard to make her scream and beg for her life...

At least that's what I said to convince myself I didn't feel concerned at least a little for her.