Sebastian Stan Imagines

- Did i take it too far? -

CONTENT WARNING: Violence, Stong Language, mentions of murder

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Part 2
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14 hours later.

The plane lands and you quickly grab all your luggage and speed walk to the main room of the airport, not caring about all the people you bumped into or accidentally hit your bag with.

You made sure you had got an Uber to come get you a few minutes before the plane landed, knowing full well that they were gonna take longer then the app says.

Making your way outside you spot the uber driving towards the entrance.

Perfect timing.

You wave it over and quickly hop in the back seat telling the driver to hurry up.

While driving along the roads you get really impatient. "Sir, I'm gonna need you to step on it." You glare at him.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but this is the speed limit." He tells you and you groan, throwing your head back.

Leaning forward in between the two front seats you place some cash into the cupholder in the middle. "I'll pay you triple if you floor the pedal." You say and his eyes widen a little bit before nodding and speeding up.

You stare out the window in thought. You couldn't believe how much has happened in the last 24 hours. You couldn't believe that your brother...

You notice tears starting to well in your eyes as you think about your little brother. He was so scared.

Shaking your head, you quickly wipe your eyes and shoo the thoughts away from your mind, but its no use as they just come crawling back like a hungry child.

What are you gonna do when you get home? You're gonna have to clean everything up, your gonna have to plan everything.

"Here we are." He says and you transfer the money to his account, throwing him some spare cash.

"Thanks." Ylu mutter, grabbing your stuff and rushing to the front door.

You push the door open when you realize its unlocked.

Those fuckers didn't even think to lock the door after killing a child.

You walk in and rush to the living room where it all took place.

But shock fills your body when you see nothing.

No scratches, no bumps, no blood, nothing out of place.

No body.

"Y/n."

You gasp and turn around quickly.

You see Nick standing there, holding his arms up to show that he doesn't want to do any harm. "I need to tell you someth-" hes cut off when you throw a punch to his face, followed by a slap, and then another punch.

"You fucker!" You yell as you continue hitting him in his face, chest and arms.
"You fucker, you killed him!" Tears are streaming down your face as you continue to hit him.