Gone

"I'm your worst fucking nightmare."

Zack laughed manically and swung his scythe, slashing the mans neck open.The man fell to the ground, suffocating on his own blood. I watched, my face emotionless.

Zack walked over to me and grabbed my shoulder, forcing my eyes away from the body that lay at the end of the stairs.

"I'm sorry you had to see that, but you'd better get damn used to it." Zack said.

"It didn't bother me, I was just wondering what he was looking for." I said, looking into Zack's eyes.

"I don't know. Maybe some money or something we could use." Zack said."We don't need money, remember?" I said.

"Yeah but eventually we'll need to lie low or something and we won't be able to threaten people for stuff." Zack said.

"Wow, that was really smart." I said, surprised.

"Hey! I'm not a fucking dumbass, okay?!" Zack said, offended.

"I didn't say you were." I pointed out."Whatever. Let's just go see what this asshole was looking for." Zack walked to the kitchen, where the man was searching through a drawer.

"There's a shit ton of stuff in here." Zack said, shifting through it.

"Yeah, look for an envelope or a wallet." I said.

"There's nothing like that in here. Just a load of junk." Zack said.

I went under Zack's arms and looked through the drawer.

"Hmm, nothing useful." I said, disappointed.

"I'm sure we could use something out of here right?" Zack said.

"Nope, there's just a bunch of wires, some tape, a pencil sharpener, a metal bracelet, oh! But there's a pocket knife." I said, picking up the knife and turning it over in my hands.

Zack grabbed it and flipped it open, he dragged the blade across his finger, drawing blood.

"Well it's pretty sharp." Zack stated."Zack!" I grabbed his finger and a napkin out of my pocket, applying pressure.

"It's not that big of a deal." Zack looked down at me.

"But what if it gets infected?" I asked."Have you not seen my scars? Or am I mistaken." Zack said sarcastically.

I took the napkin off his finger and looked at it.

"It's not bad but you need a band-aid." I said.

"Damn (N/N), I said it wasn't a big deal." Zack said.

"But to me it is. I don't like seeing you hurt." I said, looking through the drawer full of junk for a band-aid.

Zack stared at me intensely.

"What?" I asked."Nothing." Zack shook his head.

"Oh! I found one!" I took the band-aid out of the drawer and put it around Zack's finger.

"There, all better." I said, I kissed the spot where the cut was and looked at Zack with a small smile on my face.

His eyes flicked to my lips again.I stared up at him expectantly.

"Zack?" I stared into his heterochromia eyes.

"Damn you." Zack grabbed my face with his bandaged hands and kissed me roughly.

My lips moved with his, my hands rested on his chest. After a few seconds, Zack rested his forehead on mine.

"Zack, I don't know if you will say it back but... I love you." I said, looking at him.

He took a deep breath and looked into my (E/C) eyes. Zack stared at me intensely.

"I don't know what the fuck love is, but it's dangerous as hell. I've tried to stay away and push the feelings down but every damn time I look at you they come right fucking back. So I'm done fighting it." Zack said.

I smiled a bit and he took his forehead off mine.

"We need to figure this shit out." He stated."Yeah." I agreed.

Zack and I went over to the dining room table, we sat across from each other.

I stared at Zack and he stared at me. We were always staring at each other.

The silence wasn't uncomfortable, it was the good silence, the kind you want to have.

"So?" Zack finally said."So..." I trailed off.

We suddenly heard a large bang and a window broke. Zack's hand flew to his scythe and he stood in front of me. I got up and took out the knife Zack gave me.

"Stay close, I don't know what the fuck that was." Zack said."Okay." I held the knife close to my chest.

Zack and I made our way over to the broken window. He peered outside the shattered spot and turned to me, hiding us behind the windowless door.

"It's them." Zack said."They're back already?" I asked, fear laced my voice.

"I'm not letting them do fucking anything, don't worry." Zack squeezed my hand.

I looked up at him and nodded, giving him a determined look.

"Let's do it." I said, gripping the knife."You sure you're ready?" Zack asked."Of course, you'll be there to help me." I smiled at him.

He smiled back and we went outside, when we opened the door we could see the woman and man from before, and a few other people that had guns and tasers.

"Hello Zack. We're here to collect the girl." The woman said.

Zack kept me behind him and stepped forward.

"You aren't doing fucking anything." Zack said angrily.

"Oh? (Y/N), if you don't come with us right now, we will kill Zack." The lady smiled crazily.

"You can't kill Zack." I said."We will if you don't come with us. We'll tear him limb from limb and force you to watch." The woman look me dead in the eye.

"(N/N) don't listen to her. She's nothing but a lying bitch." Zack looked at me.

"But Zack-" He cut me off."Don't you dare go with them (N/N)." He said in a serious tone.

"Zack they'll kill you." I said, the fear evident in my voice.

"They won't do shit." He said, raising his voice.

I looked at the woman and she had a sadistic smile on her face.

"(N/N). Look at me." Zack grabbed my face.

"They aren't going to get you, and I'm not going to die. We need to fight them, kill them, and run." Zack said, looking into my eyes.

I nodded and he let go of me and walked closer to the woman. She gave him a devilish smile and he swung his scythe, cutting her cheek as she tried to dodge.

"Oh? What's this? Does someone have a little crush?" The woman laughed.

Zack looked at her angrily and swung at her again.

"That's why you won't give her up. It's sweet, honestly. But it's too bad that she's already gone." The woman looked at me and suddenly a rag the smelled weird was put over my nose and mouth, I gasped and everything went dark.

"(N/N)!" Was the last thing I heard before I was completely out.

Zack? Where are you?It's dark. I'm scared.Please help me.