"make a liar outta me" Isaac foster x reader

Run like his life depends on it + for you

He brought it down on the woman, and then the man shortly after, killing them both. He didn't stop there. He stabbed them repeatedly. Blood soaked through the sheets. He kept going.

'Slice

Slice

Slice

Slice '

Was all that could by heard until the sun came up.
Then at that time, it was laughter.

[End of flashback] (y/n)'s POV

Zack: " I'm beggin' ya (n/n)...don't let me kill you just yet."

Before you had the chance to react. Zack forcefully shoved you away. You gained your balance back and studied at him worriedly. He gripped his head, becoming overwhelmed by the murderous drug. He was losing the battle and he knew it. He knew you had to get away from him as soon as possible or else he'd do something he'd regret.

There was a mutual understanding. You had to run away from him, for him. And so you did. As fast as you could. Turning corner after corner. It wasn't long before you heard his laugh echo through the halls. It was just like when you first met. 

It took him no time to catch up to you. Sparks trailed behind his scythe as it dragged across the floor behind him. His eyes glowed red in the darkness.

(Y/n): 'GO GO GO.'

With Lady Luck clearly not on your side, you managed to trip on a large crack in the floor, scraping your knee. He was standing above you in an instant. You managed to scramble away, but only because he was busy laughing so hard he couldn't even kill you immediately.

You made one more turn. At the end of that hall was a door. It was a 50/50 chance you had no choice but to take. You ran into the door with your shoulder, it busted open from your force.

You kept going until you ran into the wall at the end of the room. It was made of bulletproof glass. There was a door, but there was no way for you to open it. The other side of the glass seemed to be Cathy's control room, of which she wasn't currently in. You were trapped. You quickly glanced around the room, in hopes anything could assist you. It was large and mostly empty. The only noticeable things were blood stains and bullet holes on the floor. guns hung down from the ceiling.

Zack took his time walking into the room. He knew you were trapped, and he was relishing in the moment. He approached you, giggling wildly. He lifted his scythe to your neck. You simply rested your chin on the wide part of the blade and closed your eyes in defeat. His giggles escalated to laughs as he lifted the scythe to slice you with greater force.


(Y/n): "I'm sorry, Zack..."

•For you•

POW

A bullet shot straight through the arm Zack was using to hold the scythe. He dropped to his knees with a grunt, clutching the new wound. You wanted nothing more than to go see if he was okay. The wound even seemed to help him gain some sobriety, but he still wasn't completely stable.

Cathy: "hahaha! Hi!~ I can't believe you two made it this far. Sorry I had to cut the party short. And just when it was getting good, too. You've entered my firing squad room, hence the bullet in your arm. Look around you. You're surrounded with more machine guns than you can shake a scythe at! And the best part is, I'm able to control every one of them with the push of a button! it's just the handiest thing."