Darkness (John Wick x Female Reader)

Chapter 6

'You sit very still but you manage to look through the window to find that you're in some unknown area.

'Where are we?'

Harry looked up from his phone and then to the window, 'meh, beats me, Max's the one who's driving'.

Wow, who the fuck is this guy.

You go to speak when Max interrupts, 'Harry, someone's behind us', both you and Harry look through the rear window to see a black car racing towards them.

'Shit!'

You're shoved to the side and you wince in pain as the seat belt bit at your skin, fuck! It's not long before the car begins to swerve to the side. The sound of metal against metal could be heard. The sound was horrific and you gritted your teeth.
Harry had pulled his gun out and began to fire only to fall back as his chest burst open, blood spraying everywhere. You scream as you crawl out from under him, trying your best to avoid getting drenched by the dead man's blood. It was too late anyway.

'Fuck!'

You hear Max scream as he tried his best to control the car but it was clear that he wouldn't be able to stop the rough ending.
The car finally jolts to stop and you watch as Max grabs his gun and throw himself out of the car.

Get in the drivers seat and get out of here!

You tear the seat belt off of you and you slip straight into the drivers seat and hit the gas, ignoring Max's yells. Seconds later you hear a gunshot and you know that one of them was dead.
Harry was long gone now, it was certain, judging by the bullet holes in his chest, there was no way you were going to save him.
You kept on driving to who knows where, you just wanted to get away from the scene. The problem was, you had no fucking clue where you were and it looked like the car couldn't go any further.

Do these guys ever check the fuel tank!?

The sound of tyres screetching had caught your attention and you looked up at the rear view mirror to see the dark car approaching you once again. The stranger was after you now, you were going to die.
The car jolted a couple of times and you knew that the engine had stopped, good fucking timing! You let go of the steering wheel and let the car roll to a stop.

You hear a car door slam shut and footsteps on gravel as the stranger approaches the car.
You eye flick over to Harry's gun and you quickly reach for it, praying that it was already locked and loaded. You move yourself over to the passenger seat and wair for the person to open the door.
It swings open and you lift the gun up to point it straight at their face.

'What the- John!?'