#isaacnight

WHY IS EVERYONE MISSING OUT ON THIS MAN

Warnings: HEAVY SMUT, MENTION OF RELIGION

Context: After getting kidnapped with pugsly Isaac decides to take it upon himself to teach you a lesson (character aged up) also i did rush the ending my fingers locked and cramped guys i was in pain, its so shit I’m disappointed in myself🥲🥲

How did I get myself into this mess…

I was only helping pugsly with his stupid zombie now I’m in the middle of a kidnapping? Arson? An attack on the Addams pretty sure. But I did not expect this.

I kept sending pugsly signals that read ‘I’m going to curse you when we get out of this’ well if we get out of this, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes, he thought he did absolutely nothing wrong, what a moron. Now we are stuck in a vets that Isaac had decided to take over and kill the owner, now we were currently chained to chairs with gags on, how terrific. I’m going miss my nightly bible prayer before bed, I hope pugsley gives me some type of compensation after this.

I tugged at the restrains hoping maybe they could loosen up but to no avail, my movement caught Isaac’s attention. I can hear his footsteps walk towards me and the place himself behind me, pugslys eyes followed Isaac closely not knowing what he would do since he’s very unpredictable. “It doesn’t feel good does it? Being tied up huh?” He questioned and placed his hands on my shoulders, rubbing them slightly but I can feel the pressure he put through his fingers as he dug his fingers into my shoulders as he was doing so. I couldn’t help but let out a groan in pain.

“And don’t get me started on the fucking food, god. Did you guys think that was funny or just genuinely that stupid.” He ripped the gag off my mouth and grabbed my jaw making me look up, “you’re just picky and it was quite funny.” I gave him a smile before I spat in his face. he rubbed where the spit landed, just below his eye. I watched him my face full of triumph, personally I would never stoop so low and do something so disgusting but times called for desperate measures. That was until he licked the spit from his 2 fingers, I furrowed my eyebrows I feel disgusted by the sight in front of me. Pugsly watched the whole interaction his face shrivelled with disgust his eyebrows furrowing, he wanted to gag at the sight.

He grabbed the arms of my chair and ragged me in front of him so we are face to face as he bent down to be at my level, “you know, I think you should be more considerate of your actions, seeing as you’re not really in the position to be acting clever right now.” He patted my cheek before returning the favour of spitting in my face. My face grimaced, I kind of deserved that and I definitely should’ve expected it back. “You’re sick, you’ve murdered people. I hope you enjoy hell.” He laughed before a light caught his eye, my necklace that sat on my uniform. A gold cross. “Hm” he moved closer inspecting it before a sick smile spread across his face. “Is sex a sin?” He looked at me with a Cheshire Cat grin, I could feel my face heat up making my face turn beet red as my mouth made a perfect ‘o’. “Of course sex is a sin! You would know all about sinning since you’re just a dirty little sinner.” I tried to move myself back from him, not wanting to get whatever might have touched him to make him so corrupted.

“Really, are you disgusted by me, I’ve had sex” he placed a hand where his heart would be and pouted his lip mockingly. “Of course! sex before marriage is the ultimate sin and seeing that you have no wedding band I call him upon thee to help this poor soul, if you just let God into your life he could help you” I placed my hand where his arm laid holding the chair, maybe I can get through to him. Pugsly rolled his eyes, he always hates when I talk religious. “Yeh? I think I’ve got a lot of demons in me that you need to remove, could you help me?” I could hear faint laughter from the other room, it was that damn Tyler excuse my language. He’s a sinner too he’s a Hyde, they murder people. “Of course I can!” He smiled at me holding his hand that once held his heart to lay on top of mine, “can you help me now?” A darkness clouded his eyes. “yes, of course! Clearly I have no where else to be but-” I nodded my head shrugging my shoulders. “Great!” He removed the chains that bound me to the chair and pulled the collar around my neck. “Show me what you can do then.”

He dragged me through a narrow hall till we hit a bedroom he pushed me forward so he could shut the door as I scanned the place, it was just an old stinking room, it smells like old people. “Are we doin some kind of exorcist on you, I don’t know how to do that.” He laughed lowly before stepping in front of me, he squished my cheeks in his hands his breath fanning my face with how close he was. I could feel anxiety bubbling in my stomach, something isn’t right. “It’s kind of like an exorcist, you’re gonna help me release and relieve me of my pain and misery.” My eyebrow raised suspiciously, “how am I supposed to do that I don’t have my bible?” He smiled at me proudly, “like this”

He grabbed the back of my neck before pushing me on to the bed, he flipped me over by my leg as I tried to shuffle away. He grabbed my arms to hold me from rolling off the bed. His eyes landed to the gleam of my necklace that reflected the light from the moon, his fingers carefully grazed it. “You know (Y/N), there is no ‘god’, there’s me. And right now who is going to protect you from me?” My lip quivered, my chest heaved as I let out shaky breaths, I feel like I can’t breathe. “I’m always protected.” His grinned down at me before ripping the necklace from my neck in a swift movement, hanging it above me. “You might say you’re ‘protected’ but it’s more of, is he going to stop me.” I can’t answer, I just moved my head to the side ignoring him. He laughed at my antics. “Well that’s rude, you were so confident earlier.” He hung his arm at the edge of the bed before letting my necklace drop to the floor with a little sound as it hit the hard wood.

He clipped the chain to the wooden headboard of the bed that kept me chained up, he then made his way down my body to my skirt and smelling it, pushing himself further into me. “God I love the smell of pure innocence, you smell so fucking good.” He shimmied my skirt to my hips before kissing my legs, I mumbled prayers with my eyes closed as he did so which made him laugh lightly and shake his head in disapproval. I then could feel something like a wet slug dampening my leg and move closer to my privates. I peaked down to see a long grey tongue lick up my leg as he stared at my face. Oh my goodness where did that come from.

He could sense my satisfaction and curiosity, “do you want to know what I can do” I feel warmth down below which causes me to squeeze my legs together, his eyes dart from my legs and my face for my reaction, “I’ll take that as a yes,” he grabs my legs lifting them to his shoulder before he settles himself between my legs he licked up as down my panties before moving them aside with his finger and prodding at me with his tongue, even going as far to slip it inside me slightly, I can feel my heart race. This is such a new feeling, I didn’t know I could feel like this before. I pushed myself up to face him. “No you can’t it’s a sin you can only make love to someone,” he looked up at me and smiled, “you want me to make love to you?” He crawled up to hang over me his hands placed themselves next to my head. I nodded, I can’t speak, no words will form. I never realised how beautiful he was until now, how couldn’t I have noticed before, I blushed. He clicked the lock off before moving his hands to hold mine, “I’m gonna show you why sex is a sin, it’s because it’s too powerful and makes you go a little cock crazy,” he moved to kiss my neck which made me tingle in response, my hips had a mind of their own and bucked themselves towards him.

“You want me that bad, beg me.” I can’t help but feel taken back at the request. “Please…” I mumbled, he laughed I response. “I mean, Beg for it, beg me to make love to you, as if your life depended on it. ” I can’t help as the words tumbled from my mouth, “please please please make love to me, show me what love can do, please love me-“ he cut me off with a kiss that felt bruising to my lips, my shirt was ripped open in an instant, his hands wondered all the way down my body, grabbing whatever he wanted. He scrunched my skirt up further to sit on my belly before moving himself back which broke the kiss, ripping my underwear down. He slipped them into his pocket before latching himself back to me in mere seconds.

I can feel his fingers rub my mound and pressed his finger inside slowly which made me more and more feel wet down there, scraping a certain part inside me which made my toes curl in response and sending jolts through my body. “god your so fucking sexy, who knew a bible basher would secretly be a little whore, your so wet for me baby” I can’t stop the moans that he tore from me before he stopped and pressed down hard at my clit, “are you gonna make me feel good too?” He looked at me through heavy lidded eyes, I could hear his belt buckle as he undone his trousers “I can try my best...” I whimpered, moving my hips trying to get friction from his fingers, he pressed a hand to my throat to steady himself before he rubbed himself against my fold which warranted my legs to shake uncontrollably. “Say the words and I’ll make you feel so good baby,” I pulled myself up to wrap my arms around him to pull him back down with me, “please make love to me Isaac”.

That’s all it took before his slammed inside of me, the sudden intrusion brought a tear to my eye, the pain felt unbearable. My breath hitched, all the air had be knocked from my lungs. My bottom lip shook before he pressed his lips to them and kissing my tears from my cheeks away and even licking up my cheek to catch them. “I’m gonna move now so hold tight” he moved his head to cuddle into my neck, he started slow the pain slowly turned pleasurable, my moans filled the room which cause him to move faster. The only sound that could be heard was skin to skin and the moans that broke free from my throat. “You’re such a good girl and you’re all mine, I’m gonna take everything from you and i’m starting with your virginity.” He bit my neck growling before he pounded into me, his tip bruising my cervix. “It’s too much, please slow down-“ he stopped, pushing himself into me hard pinning me down, the pleasure was unbearable I feel like I’m going to lose my mind.

He moved back to take in the view, my hair sprawled out around me, my shirt ripped in half my bra on display, my skirt was rolled all the way up, giving him full view of me taking his cock all in. He whistled at the sight “you’re so fucking sexy,” he lifted my legs to his shoulder and stroked up and down my calf’s and left kisses on my ankles. He continued his brutal slamming and slowly pulling all the way out before ramming himself inside me as hard as he could, moans broke from his throat and his eyebrows furrowed. Something snapped in him making him when my feet locked round his nape, he lost all control as he grabbed my legs and pinned them to each side of my head and towered over me, “Isaac!! Wait NO” he pounded into me the pleasure was too much I couldn’t handle it, a sudden urge of needing to pee suddenly washed over me and a tight feeling in my stomach. “OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD PLEASE HELP” I screamed moans erupting from my throat, I couldn’t control myself I clawed at his arms and neck anything that I could get a hold on. His moans became louder too and he pressed himself further into me, “sorry I’m gonna cum inside, I’m not letting this opportunity pass” I was sweating profusely with tears rolling down my face uncontrollably, my hair stuck to my forehead, what’s cum? I couldn’t even think straight to even try think of what it could be. He grabbed my throat pressing me into the bed and groaned loudly, his legs slightly shaking as he did so, not long after I felt the release of me needing to be as I screamed. His thrusting slowed down as he tried to regain his breathing, I warm fluid make me feel boiling hot down there, it dripped on to the dead man’s bed staining the perfect white sheets.

“Same time tomorrow?” I sighed at his question, my shaky hands finding themselves to tangle themselves into my hair. “Your shaking,” he smiled to himself and kissed my cheek, I winced as he pressed hard against my cervix at the movement.

Isaac Night / Reader Fanfic

This is all I ever wanted for you, for both of us. (18+) (Part5)

(Sorry this is a long one)

I arrived at 6:01. I faced the clock above the large double door, my face full of sweat and red kissed my cheeks, my chest heaving. God why do I skip P.E, maybe I should've stopped smoking behind the school and be active because I never wanted to run again in my life. I pushed one of the doors open and peeped inside. I tried to look for a candle or a light source that showed me a hint of where he was seated. As I made my way inside I tried to reach around but the moon was my only supporting light, it showed me very little In front of me I could only just make out shapes, it shone through the window touching the tables that were between overly large book shelves, desk lights switched off. The door suddenly slammed shut and I spun around to maybe see if there was a person here that could help me through the darkness. I was just about to give up thinking maybe he had tricked me or maybe he just wasn't even going to show up, I turned around sighing with the box cupped in hands like it was delicate. That’s when I looked forward to his chest taking over my whole vision. I screamed like I was about to be murdered and dropped the box with my hands shielding my face, “What the fuck is wrong with you!” I screeched, I pulled my hands down to look up and meet with his face when I realised it was him. He was holding a candle stick, the light illuminated most of his face, his eyes were visibly shocked, and his head moved back ever so slightly at my outburst like it had scared him too, he wasn’t in uniform. He had a button up white shirt that lightly rose up his neck. He was dressed very smart, he had a mysterious black substance or a powder on his sleeves that were rolled up so that I could see the veins on his arms. He had black trousers and an expensive belt that held his pants up along with a silver buckle that I couldn't quite catch the design of, His hair was more messy than how he had it during school hours. He looked relaxed

“Did you not see me walk up from your right?” he questioned. I looked to my right, I couldn't see a single thing. It was like the blackest paint ever had covered that side of the room or maybe even a curtain that was placed in front of me, it was as if I could touch the darkness itself with how close it was, how could I see him? It was nothing but pure darkness, that's what he wanted, for me to be lost through darkness and watch me helplessly try to find a way through without his guidance. I murmured a no, “Your late” he spoke sternly as he knelt to pick the box up himself, “By a minute” I mumbled and looked to my side, I noticed then that my bag was floating in the air behind him along with the candle stick he just had ahold of, I looked down to see his fingers raised, it was his right hand with the ring that graced it. His hand was strained, veins showing like ivy taking over an old cottage just not as drastic. There were at least 3 raised veins, visible to the naked eye. They sculpted his hands perfectly. He murmured “What's this, some kind of present?” he analysed it standing just merely inches from me, my face suddenly had redness spreading across my nose and just beneath my eyes, “Oh erm, I got you some sweets while we study, I wasn't sure which ones you would like so I got you a selection” I rambled trying to justify why I had bought them without sounding too childish or to even show a hint that I found him remotely attractive. That’s when I heard him laugh making me pause. It was a quiet laugh with a big smile across his face. “How kind of you” he turned the box inspecting it in his hand like it was something new to him. “And what a pretty box, did you pick it out yourself?” he questioned with a hum, I couldn't help but stutter “I think it was the box that comes with all the sweets” I did actually pick the box myself but he didn’t have to know that. He looks at me with a sort of side glance as if he could see right through my lie, “Hm well it’s a very pretty box must be a nice place to sell such expensive boxes, you've spoilt me” he smiled to himself then looking between me and the box, “Yeh” I replied with a fake laugh and walked past him to grab us a seat and so he couldn't see my pull a face eternally cringing at myself.

I could hear his footsteps following not far behind, until he stopped which caused me to stop myself and turn around. He looked at me his eyebrow raised as if I had something to say, I couldn't help but pull a face in confusion until I noticed my bag floating behind him, which made me internally face palm that I walked off without even grabbing my bag. “You know, I don't mind holding your bag but I have my hands full” He smirked and put the box up for me to see shaking it slightly, I sped towards him and snatched my bag holding it to my chest as if it had held my top most hidden secrets, I spun around on my heels pacing to the table I chose for us to sit at. It was accompanied by a stained glass window with the most beautiful patterns and a woman with a beautiful blue dress, her ginger hair gracing her shoulders with a crown above her head. His eyes looked at me with interest and a smirk that made him feel impressed that he can make me feel that nervous. It made him feel superior. It was like some sort of accomplishment to him, Or maybe a game I didn’t even know I was a part of.

We took our seats; he seated himself at the end of the table with me beside him, we pulled everything we had brought to the table which was not much for Isaac, it was just a pen and his notebook that he carried everywhere with him. I pulled out my science booklet and my notes that I normally just kept tucked in my book, “Let’s start off with basics, what are you struggling with here?” he spoke I shrugged my shoulders in reply. He grabbed my book from the table, leaning back and flipping through my notes and pages. “Your great at cells and physics your just not that great at atomic structure, the way your explaining things is too much, it's like you're dancing around the answers to make them seem longer when they really are just that simple, this is like stuff we would learn in our 1st and 2nd year and your doing so shit” He flicked through the pages with a smirk and a little laugh here and there, it made me feel embarrassed and childish. He finally looked up at me after reading me to filth and gave me a comforting smile resting his hand on my arm as I slumped, "I'm just joking with you, your work is better than anyone else Mr Orloff has asked me to ghost study with” his hand moved to pat my back, he's really bad at comforting people, it wasn't in him to be empathetic so you could never feel the effect of it was supposed to. “Well not everyone can be astonishing at science like you, and to even be able to hear an equation and be able to answer before they even finish giving you the question. You're a genius, I'd say my best subjects are history and English.” His heart felt a skip at the compliment, it felt different hearing it from me. I pulled out my English and history books for him to look at as he held his palm out. He seemed very surprised by the way his eyes widened slightly. “You're amazing at writing and you're good with detailing, the way you explain things you can basically see it in front of you.” He paused looking up from the paper, “What’s your favourite event in history seen as though this is your gifted subject?” He questioned, interested in my answer and set the book down, he crossed his legs and he leaned back slightly as if he was finally showing comfort from my presence. “I’m really interested in the Romanovs and even the French revolution, such a tragedy. What a horrible thing for both parties, well not the royals but for the children and the civilians and what they had to endure to have to even take it that far.” I was rambling when I hadn’t noticed he had gotten closer, leaning against the table. His eyebrows furrowed with concentration, I continued speaking with my voluble discussion not realising he had moved closer to appreciate the view in front of him. He was admiring my face as I spoke about my favourite subjects. He loved every movement and wrinkle my face had made as I explained in detail, he even memorised the single beauty mark on my nose. “Sorry I'm rambling on” I laughed anxiously, it felt like I was under a trial. He wanted to see how much I would open up to him. He leaned back ever so slightly. “You really are like a secret nerd aren't you?” He laughed at me but not in a mocking way, more like a flirting and teasing way. I couldn't help but feel nervous around him.

“You know you confuse me,” he said. It took me back, what could he have meant by that? I prided myself in being an open book. “I've seen you around, shockingly a lot. Especially when it was your first day. When you first attended you were completely different to the crowd you pride yourself in now.” he continued looking down, wiping invisible lint from his leg. “You were very quiet, a very shy girl. Then all of a sudden you were everywhere, and anywhere you go you’re loved by everyone, I saw you before anyone else did. I guess I take some sort of pride in that” I could feel my heart skip a beat, heat pooling in my stomach. I couldn't help but smile at him, who would've known he was always watching, who could've? He was practically a mystery. And I loved the thought of it. Well at that time I did, I thought I was the luckiest girl in the whole world.

We went through my notes and he corrected and shortened my notes, all while he would pick at the sweets I bought for him. He liked liquorice, black jacks and anything that was lemon, especially the lemon sherbets as he wasn't much of a fan of sweets. He then walked me to my dorm, hands grazing each other sending chills through my wrist, we walked along the silent corridors together mocking each other in hushed voices. “You know, boys aren't allowed in the girl dormitory?” I smirked, teasing him "That doesn't really apply to me or maybe we could keep it a secret.” he looked down mirroring my smile “Why are you able to walk freely during after hours, isn't there a curfew, will we not get into trouble?” He smiled to himself eyes forward, “Well, when you create most of the school's equipment so it's up to date since and it's practically impossible for anyone else to do so, you get a hall pass for bathroom breaks and even a shower in case I get dirty.” he brought his arms up for me to look at the muck that ruined his perfectly white shirt, light muscles under his sleeves “And you're with me for a study session so you're okay” he held up keys he swiped from his pocket with a red bow on the loop tied neatly , he plopped them into my hand, “What are these for?” I looked up at him, confusion filling my face curling the keys into my hand like they were precious. “The keys for everything” he didn't even bother to look for my reaction, confident he knew what my reaction was anyway “How are you even trusted with these, you're not a teacher” I teased, my elbow pushed him lightly, he let out a small laugh. “Because I'm not just any student, I have the highest grades and I’m the most trusted among the teachers” it was true, the teachers adored Isaac, they treated him like he wasn't even a student, he could’ve got away with murder if he wanted to. “I even have my own space up at Iago Tower," he pointed to the building across from us,my eyes following his finger. The clock glowed in the night, it was a beautiful sight. The moon hung over the clock like a perfect art piece. I looked at the tower in awe. “How is that even possible?” my mouth hung open, “Well like I said, I'm just a straight A student” he seemed very pleased with himself, a grin on his face as he spoke from behind me.

When we made it up the steps to my dorm room he stopped in front of my door. It was designed with a gold plaque, mine and Claudia’s names were engraved on it just beside the door. I hadn't realised we had made it because I was talking his head off about the latest gossip in our group, he listened with a smile never interrupting me once, I think that was the only time he ever let me talk that much. I stopped when I recognised the door. “Oh sorry” I giggled “Thank you for helping me study” I smiled at him “No problem, have a good night” his hands moved behind his back doing a mini bow, returning to the stairs. I was on the highest floor accompanied by Morticia Frump and Larissa Weems, there was a dorm free as no one wanted the spare room next to Morticia in fear they would be sullied into some sort of sex monster they grimaced to the teachers. Morticia was an odd girl, her and her partner Gomez addams practically grinded on each other in public, it was very frowned upon then. I mean it was the 60s public affection was kept to a minimum, those two had not a care in the world and I guess I envy that. Me and Claudia didn't mind the pair of them if I'm honest, Claudia was exactly like Morticia. She never judged her either and would actually defend her in a crowd, she thought it was quite entertaining to watch them fondle each other on the grass during P.E. Claudia wouldn't do her business or flaunt it in public like Morticia; she was too aware of the stares, she liked to keep up a certain image. Maybe when you're in love you don't care what other people may think of you, I wouldn't know personally, I've never been madly in love.

Isaac Night / Reader Fanfic

This is all I ever wanted for you, for both of us. (18+) (part12)

Isaac isn’t seen in this chapter but I wanted to get this chapter out the way to get to the good kush (that’s why I didn’t put a photo up of him) pls read other parts for context. I’m also writing another chapter today which won’t be as boring as this.

Past

I missed the rest of my classes that day and made my way to my dorm, hair dishevelled. The room was silent, almost too silent, the atmosphere in the dorm wasn’t as comfortable as it had been. The argument between me and Claudia still left tension in the dorm, the room was exactly like how I had left it. I wasn't sure if I wanted Claudia to be here or if the uncomfortable silence was a better option.

I changed into something comfortable and tucked myself into bed waiting for sleep to welcome me. A sudden slam of a door woke me up and hurried feet towards me and the sound of her bag dropping to the floor. “(Y/N)? Are you okay? I've been looking for you everywhere, every teacher asked where you had gone to and I didn't know what to say.” She stood in front of the foot of my bed, making her way around to where my head was laid, “What happened earlier? Did something happen to you?” She sat on the edge of the bed, her voice filled with worry. “(Y/N) you know you can talk to me, we might have bickered earlier but you can still talk to me if something is bothering you.” She rubbed where my arm was under the covers.

“Yeh, it’s just been a lot today. I’m not sure where to place myself” I mumbled as I cuddled my cover closer, anything for some sort of comfort. She sighed through her nose, “I apologise for earlier, I care about you and I just… I don't really like him. You're old enough to make your own decisions and maybe that's something I need to realise, whatever you go ahead with I'll always stand behind you okay?” She laid herself beside me and wrapped an arm around me, hanging her shoes off the bed. “I’m sorry Claudia, it’s my fault I know you're just looking out for me.” She smiled, she laughed lightly “Let's just put it under wraps and forget about it.” I couldn't help but smile back sitting myself up.

“Well, something big happened when I went to see him today” she then sat up herself, her eyebrows raised “What happened?” We sat up straight like school girls about to tell each other a ghost story, our legs crossed. “Well I went up there and he was working on some kind of machine and I kind of put it on him? And it drastically went from flirting to like doing it-” she cut me off putting her hands up. She puts her hands in a prayer motion breathing in and out dramatically, “You had sex with him?” I nodded my head frantically, I could feel myself grow nervous. She looked at me, her face showing no emotion. Was she angry? Was she sad? I could not tell.

“I cant believe you had sex or my gosh where did this confidence come from? You're like the most frigid person I know! Well I would've preferred anyone but him but oh my! How was it?” She grabbed my arm’s screeching , pulling me forwards and backwards. “I don’t know it just happened, I’m not sure how I even feel after it just happened so quickly.” She smiled at me with a grin that showed all her teeth. “How about we go to Jericho and go to the new cafe that has just opened, and then we can go over your little sexy sexy time” she moved her shoulders in a dance motion. It felt good and a sort of relief that she wasn’t disappointed.

After we had been to the cafe we ended up shopping and looking at outfits, which there wasn’t anything really that we liked, Jericho was the only village closest to the school so that's the only place we could have looked around. But anyways, as months went on mine and Isaac’s relationship had really progressed, in secret that is. We had secret meetings at the back of the library and in empty classrooms, we couldn’t keep our paws off one another. Then there would be notes in my bag of facts about things or hobbies I was interested in at that time. There would be gifts on the floor of my dorm room door, it would consist of a single rose with a ribbon around it picked freshly from the school’s garden or something he would make from his lab and gift it in a box. One time he made me a metal rose that stood proudly on my vanity in my dorm room. It felt perfect and I felt overwhelmed by the big secret I held. My group of ‘friends’ at the time would gather around me and ask me about my “secret admirer” as my face gleamed, buzzing with curiosity or some that felt jealous, I felt on top of the world.

But it wasn’t that perfect in reality now I realised as I got older, when he would see me talk to another boy he would question me and pinch my arms or legs to see if I would break and to catch me ‘lying’ it would never leave a drastic mark or cause question. Or if I had a project with a male classmate he would hide my then year's notes deeming me to fail the whole class giving me a failed grade as it was completed, which warranted endless phone calls from my parents “‘Why have you all of a sudden started failing your classes?’ ‘Do you know how much we pay for you to be able to go far and get a degree so you're not relying on us for the rest of your life, does it mean nothing to you?’ ‘Is there maybe a type of boy involved that you're putting effort into instead, how trivial of you!?’ ‘No one wants to marry a woman with no qualifications so you need to do better (Y/N).’” I would mumble a ‘yes’ and ‘no there’s no one stopping me’ and a ‘yes father, yes mother’ here and there. Claudia noticed the rapid change in my grades and she couldn’t help but silently worry.

One day something had changed, Isaac looked weak and started to avoid me, he looked terrible. He hasn’t even brushed or styled his hair and he would mutter to himself, it came from nowhere. Teachers said he took a sick week when he had disappeared from classes. I hadn't seen him for almost over a week until something stopped me from thinking about him completely.

A student was found dead around 10 miles from the school after apparently being missing after he took a bus to Jericho and hadn’t returned.

Isaac Night / Reader Fanfic

This is all I ever wanted for you, for both of us. (18+) (part11)

Present

“We had slept together that day, it was one of my worst mistakes.”

“How did it make you feel Miss (L/N)?”

“Disgusting, I felt like a whore. I cried myself to sleep that night until I was dehydrated and passed out. What a silly girl I was.” I shook my head.

“Don’t be so hard on yourself Miss (L/N), people make mistakes. Would you like to change the subject for now? It seems like a tough subject for you.”

“Mistakes are like taking the wrong bus or accidentally stepping on someone's new shoes, not sleeping with a psychopath and yes please I’m getting a headache at the thought of that asswipe.”

She giggled to herself. “What does an ability that stops you from aging affect in your daily life?”

“Well my birth certificate is completely useless, I’ve been taken to the police station an odd few times, they laughed while reading it, I had to take blood samples once! It's a ridiculous ability I wouldn't wish upon anybody. I don’t know why he gave me something so stupid, If I could choose it would be invisibility or something like that”

“Is it not something that could be quite pleasant?”

“Definately not, you can feel your body rot and deteriorate without a single thing that you could do about it, like benjamin button I guess I could relate with, my legs are purple, bruised must be old age, imagine that, looking 20 and shaking like a pensioner unable to walk.”

“I guess your right, I-”

Her phone rang. “Sorry, can I just be excused for a moment.” I waved her off, picking up my tea to have a sip. “Talia, are you there?” A panicked voice on the other line, “Yes I'm just interviewing (Y/N) (L/N), I finally got an interview with her after months of begging. Her story is so tragic, Lewis.” She whispered against the phone, checking back to see if I was listening. “You need to go home, there's a zombie murdering people and eating them. It just started an hour ago and it's all over the news. Please go home and just call it a night, you can’t be driving home it’s too late-” The line cut off suddenly, the lights flickered. “Oh no the electricity is tripping again, maybe it's time you go home Talia.” I stood up and wiped my skirt. “Yeh maybe erm, Is tomorrow at 4:00 okay?” She seemed to hurriedly pack her stuff into her bag with a cold sweat on her face. I placed my tea on the table. “Yes that's fine, I think I’m about to head to bed soon, speaking of my past really wears me out.” She looked at me, her eyes full of worry. “Have you heard the news? Miss (L/N)?” She asked me shakily. “No, I don't bother with the news because it causes unnecessary stress, could say it causes me wrinkles.” I laughed to myself. She laughed along with me feeling the comfort of my joke, it made her feel a bit better. “They said there's a zombie on the loose, how eventful.” She laughed to herself, picking up her briefcase and turning to me. “A zombie? Have they found out who it is?” I clutched my necklace, a horrible feeling swept through my gut. “No they don’t have a clue yet, I was just told it started around an hour ago.” I couldn’t help the anxiety I felt. “Well please get home safe Talia.”

I opened the door and watched her walk to her car. Just making sure she got to it in case the zombie came out and ate her if I shut the door. I waved as her car drove down the road until the beams were out of sight. I sighed to myself walking to my little kitchen and leaned against the counter. ‘A zombie, what is going on with these youths? They get more and more weirder every generation.’ I shook my head sipping my cup, enjoying the warmth that cushioned my tongue. A crash shocked me causing me to gasp, making me step back. I spun to the window where the sound came from and watched a man crawl through, the glass crunching against his boots. I was frozen. Why can't I move? He wiped the glass from his pants and looked around till his eyes fixated on me. “Hey baby, I'm home.” He grinned at me, his teeth covered in black goo. His face is wrinkled with a green tint, his hair is frizzy and his eyes are hollow. He held his arms out like he was expecting a hug. ‘There’s no fucking way’ I buried him separate to his heart, did someone put it back? My cup slipped from my hands and smashed against the floor. He dropped his hands and stepped closer to me causing me to take a step back. “Now is that any way to welcome your husband" He poked out his bottom lip. “Why couldn't you just stay dead, you prick.” I grabbed the fruit bowl from the kitchen counter and launched it towards his head catching him off guard for a moment which caused him to put his arms up to his face as I sprinted towards my bedroom.

He wasn't far behind, his muddy boots trampled on my new cream carpet. He stumbled into the walls at the turn in the hall, knocking my pictures down causing them to smash onto the floor. I slammed the door behind me, locking it with the little lock placed under the handle. He knocked against the door lightly, “Look (Y/N) I'm sorry about everything that went down. I know now you were just scared.” He sighed “If you open the door now we can forget this ever happened and we can go back to before this all happened, we can fuck and make up how about that? And I'll forgive you for murdering me if you blow me, okay?” I was silently stepping away from the door slowly. ‘how is this even possible he's been dead for 44 years.’ His knocking became more rapid which made me jump, “You’ve got 10 seconds to open up until I finally lose my shit.” There was nothing for a brief moment. He started counting down from 10 every number earning a hard fist against the door at each number “5,4.. Fuck it” He used his full body weight to try to knock the door down. I ran to my phone beside my bedside table dialing 911 as fast as I could. The door started caving in, a hole in the middle. He peeped his eye in looking for me till his eye landed on me. “You stupid fucking bitch, I gave you everything you wanted and you fucking killed me you ungrateful bitch. I’m gonna show you exactly what real pain feels like, worse than whatever I gave you before, worse than the electric shock therapy, worse than when I killed your fucking family. I’ll fucking kill you.” He gritted his teeth, his voice shaking in anger, he began working on breaking the door down. I could hear the woman on the receiving end repeating hello in my ear and if I needed help. I dropped the phone to the ground, realisation hit me. They won't even make it in time, I was dead from the moment he broke in, there was no way I was getting away from him. He continued breaking the hole in the door bigger, kicking at it with his heavy boots before it was just big enough for him to fit his arm through and to reach his arm to the lock. His arm moved out slowly, then there was complete silence for a moment. I didn't dare move.

Isaac Night / Reader Fanfic

This is all I ever wanted for you, for both of us. (18+) (part10) pt.2

Warnings - Heavy smut

“My turn.” My eyes snapped open, my belly flipped. Before I could say anything he was unbuckling his belt and undoing his fly, I could feel my mouth water and sickness gathering to my throat. I tried to swallow it and keep confident, He pulled himself out of his pants and my heartbeat was in my throat. It was long, very long, it was thick but not too thick, with veins running up it and the tip leaking with pre cum. My conscience finally spoke up ‘tell him to stop’. I couldn't speak, my bottom lip quivered, all I could do was push him away slightly by his hip. He looked up, noticing my expression, “It’ll be okay I prepped you, don’t be selfish now” he tapped my cheek with his hand before bringing it back down to stroke his pre cum up and down himself just to be sure it would slip in with no trouble, it didn't feel comforting at all. Once he was done he lined himself up to me and stroked himself up and down my lips lightly and pushed his tip inside and watched as I swallowed him, a breathy moan leaving his slightly opened mouth, his hair falling down his forehead as his eyebrows furrowed. I held my hand out to touch his face, “Wai-” He pushed himself in, and it was hard, I yelped. All I could do was breathe gripping the desk, my body pushed itself backwards away from him. “Ah ah ah, stop it” he caught my hips and grabbed my arms to wrap them around his neck as he pushed me into the wall and further inside me, I was trapped. I dug my nails into his nape which set him off to start pounding into me. I stuffed my head into his neck, my arms wrapping around his shoulders, I felt like I was going to fall. He held me with a bruising grip on my hips as he continued to pound into me pushing himself further to bruise my cervix, he moaned into my ear and kissed the outside of it, even licking the cartilage. I moaned into his neck whispering his name trying to find comfort in him, my hand gripping the hair on his nape as his pubic hair grazed my clit sending shocks up my back making me press myself into him. “Oh my god, Isaac, It’s too much” he moved back to look at my face, slowing down to look at my face. Tears streamed down my cheeks, my lips and nose red, my hair tousled. He couldn't control himself. He groaned and smashed his lips against mine, smashing his hips harder against me speeding back up, his hand raised itself from my hip to grab my neck giving it a tight squeeze. My grip released his shoulder to hold his wrists hoping he would loosen his grip but it just tightened. I tried to choke out his name against his lips, my head dizzy from the lack of air. He then moved his hand to my jaw facing me, “Tell me you love me.” I couldn't get my words out fast enough, I stuttered. He slapped me across my cheek and grabbed my jaw again, “Tell me you love me, I want to hear you say it.” The shock sent electricity down my belly making me squeeze around him, “I love you” He squeezed my jaw pounding faster, I could feel every vein and bump scrape across my walls. “Again” he growled his jaw clenching, “I love you” He groaned, kissing me “we’re going to get married” he continued as he slammed into me then slowed his pace to drag himself up and down my walls savouring every tingle that made his thighs lightly shake, he slammed himself into me when he would push himself back inside making sure I felt everything for the next few days, “I’ll get us a house, far from here. I’ll take you every night as my beautiful wife.” I couldn't help but let out a cry, moaning at how fuzzy he made my head and my stomach. “You're stuck with me now, I’m not letting you go anywhere, your mine” He then sped up again, a slight sting from the friction was burning me as he slammed himself against me. He kissed me sloppily, he was about to cum, but before he did he grabbed between my jaw and neck staring into my eyes. His eyes scared me. “If you ever leave me I’ll find you then, i’ll fucking kill you.”