If the world went backwards - Issac foster X reader

Hello again, Issac

(He everyone, it seems it has been a while since I have last updated, I apologize for the delay.)

*Zack POV*

Flames. The brightness of them were everywhere. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't scream. I could only sink into the heat I had come to know as my nightmares. I knew what came next as the flames resided. The flames sizzled out as the rain started, small drops soon turned into a down pour, and as I opened my eyes, a familiar house appeared. I knew I had to go inside, but I feared to knowing what was waiting in there. However the dream wouldn't end if I didn't go. I approached the house, every step I take bringing back unwelcome familiarity. I hesitate at the door. Should I knock? No. I decide, as I walk in the house. There was the kitchen, still as vivid in my mind as always, I grabbed the knife, the only thing in the counter, and approached the living room. There on the couch sat them. The monsters who had forced me to burry the other kids like me. The broken ones who parent left them to rot in these foster homes. I walked to them and raised my knife, but before I brought it down I remembered, her. They no longer sat on the couch, replacing them was a blonde girl with blue eyes. "Kill me Zack." She pleaded. As she always did in his dreams. "Please Zack." It always hurt to bring his knife down on her, but he knew if he didn't, he would be trapped in this house, this nightmare. So he shut his eyes and brought his blade down. But when he opened them, it wasn't Rachel bleeding out beneath him, in was Y/n. "Y/n!" He shouted, removing the blade from her chest. But it was too late. She brought her hand to his cheek, he could tell she was trying to say something. He leaned down to hear her. "-up" she gasped. "You have to wake up." When she took her last breath, the world went black.

When I woke up, it was dark. Very dark. I didn't know where I was. What happened? I wondered, and then I remembered. The grave, the man with the flowers. "Y/n!" He shouted, jumping to his feet. Where is she? He wondered. His head hurt like hell, the only thing keeping him going was the adrenaline rush he was feeling. He felt around the wall until he found a metal barred door, however he couldn't find a keyhole. "Shit, if only Rachel were here" he cursed. It took him a second to realize what he said. "Fuck" he cursed again, falling to the ground. "I really am good for nothing." It was then the lights went on and he heard footsteps approaching, "yes, you are" the man said, approaching the cell. It took Zack a second to adjust to the brightness but when he did, he recognized the man in ground of him. "You" he said in disbelief. "Hello again, Issac."