The Broken (Zack x Reader)

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-Your POV-

Its been a few hours since I began working on Zack's puppet. I wasn't feeling like myself after I told Zack the truth about my past. It felt right, and wrong at the same time. Sure, I could trust him right? I mean he is technically on my side so why am I doubting my actions.

As I worked with a sharp tool, I misplaced it and ended up cutting my index finger. Blood began covering my finger as I let out a sigh. I haven't cut myself ever since I began practicing on puppets years ago. Why did the thought of Zack made me cut myself by accident? What is going on with me? "Maybe I should rest..." I said to myself and placed every tool aside after cleaning the wound on my index finger.

I left everything messy and then walked out of the room. I noticed the deep silence in the house, and Zack was no where to be seen. "Zack?" I called out his name as I walked around. Since I couldn't find him I thought that he might have left for a walk, so I walked to the living room and laid on the couch, placing a small blanket over my body to keep me warm.

I drifted off to sleep with the image of Zack's face on my mind.

-Zack's POV-

After taking a walk around the now empty and dark neighborhood, I finally arrived back to the house (y,n) and I were staying in. I entered through the kitchen's door and made my way to the livingroom. There I noticed (y,n) laying down on the couch. The light that was reflected from the moon showed off her sleeping face. She seemed so calm, and so delicate. "(Y,n)." Her name came out as a whisper as I walked towards her and kneeled down next to her sleeping body on the couch.

With my scythe in hand and swiftly placed it around her neck. My instincts were to kill her, but something was stopping me. The was something off. She was making me stop somehow.

I heard (y,n) groan as she moved slightly. I removed my scythe from her neck and placed it on the ground.

"...."

I gently picked her up bridal style and began walking towards a bedroom. "What are you doing...?" I noticed (y,n) had woken up from me walking up the stairs.

"Taking you to bed, idiot..." I spoke up and avoided eye contact as I entered an empty bedroom.

"I can walk.... so put me down..." she demanded but I ignored her. "Zack, put me down.." she demanded once again.

"You've been working all day on the puppet, so get some rest..." I ignored her demanding and placed her gently on the bed.

-(Y,n) POV-

I was taken back by Zacks weird behavior. He seemed nice, like he cared. What is this weird feeling, it feels warm. "Thanks." I spoke and Zack just began walking out of the room. I got myself comfortable on the bed and began to think about what will happen next.

The man I wanted to kill is now dead, and now I'm working on Zack's puppet. What will I do next? Should I leave Japan? Should I go to Egypt? Or what about America? Start a new life from zero.

What will Zack do next? Will he actually leave?

Should I go with him?

A/N

Hey guys!!! Another update!!! And it hasn't been a few months XD
I'm excited!! This book will take a turn and finally (y,n) and Zack will spend some time together!!!

Are you guys happy how this book is turning out?

Also, I would like to do a Q&A
If you guys have any questions about mental health(help, tips, or just how I deal with it myself), the book or about myself!

If I get a decent amount of questions, then I will answer your questions on a special chapter.

Thanks for reading!!!!