The Broken (Zack x Reader)

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-Zack's POV-

"In three days..." I looked up from the floor to see (y,n)'s father standing there. His hands were in his pockets.

"What?" I asked, he could sence the annoyance through my voice.

"Three days until your precious (y,n) dies." My eyes widen as I lowered my head. "Yeah, let regret eat you up until you lose your mind. I was never intending on helping you... but I just pity you." He threw a bag inside the cell. "Maybe this will make you feel better... or probably worst..." he says and the leaves. I stood up a few minutes later, after I had properly processed the information, and picked up the bag. I looked through to see food, but also some things that belonged to (y,n). I growled and threw her stuff against the wall. My mind began going crazy and dark. Bloodlust began to take over me, as I began to laugh like a crazy man.

-Your POV-

I sat on the ground of my cell. It was dark, there were no windows. Just four walls and a steel door. My eyes were focused on the floor as my mind kept repeating the events that happened.

"Damn you Zack!" I growled under my breath. My heart kept aching. It was unbearable. I stood back up and walked around my cell, that's until someone opens the small window on the door.

"Well, hello (y,n)..." It was that man. I stared at him directly on the eyes. I felt no more emotions towards him, my heart felt another type of pain. There was hatred, and pain from disappointment. "How are you feeling?" He asks but I stayed silent.

"Why are you here...?" I asked.

"I just wanted to pay you a little visit." He smirks.

"After I die. I swear I will haunt you for the rest of you life... until you die." I growl. He only smirks and turns around.

"Go rot in hell." He speaks and begins walking away. My heart began to pound faster while I felt my blood boil. After a few seconds and began screaming and punching the wall, screaming out the words: I hate you.

-time skip-

One day left. Twenty four hours until my death. I sat down on the ground with my head hanging low. Out of nowhere, every police began running away. They had recieved an order to search for someone who had escape.

My mind decided to think that it was Zack, coming to get me out. But I must be wrong. Zack is a selfish bastard, all he cares about was himself. Somehow, I wanted him to come, even after all he did. I just wanted to convince myself that he did it for something else and not selfish actions.

"Zack..." I whispered out his name as I stood in the center of the room, staring at the door. "I.... Lo-" I cut myself by slapping myself. Why the hell was I about to say that word. I dont even know what it means exactly. How does it feel. What's it like to be loved?

Tears began rolling down my face, and as I was about to fall on my knees, something unexpected happened.

"Did you actually thought... I was going to let you die...?"

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