Spree (Kurt kunkle X reader)

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑥~ 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑜𝑠

(Kurt's POV)

My conversation with (Y/N) was cut short by an interruptive knock.
"UnO?", I muttered looking up.

I rolled down the window , "do you know where something is?", She asked leaning in.

"Do I know where something is?", I wasn't entirely sure what she meant.
"Take me to LA taco truck"

"I'm kinda in a hurry", I looked over at (Y/N) who was rolling her eyes at UnO.

"I'm in a hurry too, take me to LA taco truck!", She demanded opening the door and dumping her coat on (Y/N).

UnO looked over at (Y/N) with a smirk signalling for me to start driving. I sighed and started the car up, this better be worth it.

(TIME SKIP)

We arrived at the taco truck, it was a pretty quiet area. UnO didn't seem the slightest bit interested in the actual food, turns out she only wanted me to take pictures of her for Instagram, she better tag me on her story after all this. I looked back at (Y/N) she seemed to be busy with something on her phone, maybe I should just murder her... Although, my dad would probably ask about her whereabouts now that we're apparently dating.
After a few more shots UnO finally gave me the ok to finish, we made our way back to the car. She slid in next to (Y/N), who glared first at UnO and then at me.

"Uh so do you guys want any food or something?", I asked the two of them.

"Yah!", UnO replied enthusiastically.

"(Y/N)?"

(Y/N) ignored me turning to face the other side of the car.
"So you coming?", I asked UnO slightly pissed at both her and (Y/N), I hadn't done anything slightly offensive towards (Y/N) except from briefly think about murdering her.

"You go I don't want to wait in line", UnO replied in a whiny voice shoving 20 dollars into my hand. I sighed and walked off.

(Y/N)'s POV:

No matter how pissed off I was with Kurt there was no way I was going to stay for 10-15 minutes alone in a car with UnO. I climbed out the car, walking up to Kurt in line.

"Did you...change your mind?", Kurt asked immediately noticing my presence.

I shook my head, wondering if it was right of me to be mad at Kurt. He'd only ever been nice to me even after I watched him murder someone and acted as his girlfriend when he could potentially be gay. I looked up at Kurt noticing that he was streaming, he'd started a conversation with the girl in front of us. He wasn't even trying to talk to me, which I guess was my fault, I walked off back to the car if UnO tried to speak to me I'd shoot her with Kurt's gun, it'd serve her right for not even asking about Brittany or worrying about her whereabouts. Dumb bitch. I opened the door only to find UnO passed out,

"Hey UnO?", In her lap was Kurt's gun, her livestream was still ongoing...What the fuck? Kurt returned with the food, he looked over at UnO and then down at the floor where a half filled water bottle sat.

"Fuck", he muttered under his breath.

I couldn't tell if he was talking to UnO or the two officers who had appeared out of nowhere. He turned around to face me motioning for me to keep quiet as he rolled the window up.

"Kurt?", I whispered pointing at UnO.

Once again what could've been a conversation was ended by a knock on the window. This time however it was one of the officer's, Kurt rolled the window down.

"Everything ok?", The officer asked looking between us all.

"Uhh we've seen better night's", Kurt lies, briefly glancing at me.

"My girl, she uh had a little bit to much to drink and she uh passed out"

"What about the other girl in the back?", The second officer asked walking up to my window.

I quickly turned to Kurt, desperately hoping that he'd come up with a decent excuse.

"She's my other...girl", Kurt said.
looking down unable to face me.

"Right. License and registration please", the officer asked holding his hand out.

What the fuck was Kurt thinking.

"You're a spree driver?"

"Yeah but I don't work on weekends", Kurt laughed smiling.

Well done genius it's a Friday, I thought face palming.

"Last time I checked Friday was a weekday", the officer replied in a monotone voice looking at this co- worker.

"Ok Kurt I'm going to need you to get out of the car to do a sobriety test"

"Is that really necessary?", Kurt began.

"Get out of the car Kurt"

Kurt tripped out of the car, he really wasn't helping himself...
I watched as officer's made Kurt do the stupid test, I really had seen better night's. I looked over to UnO who seemed to be sound asleep, I nudged her softly; perhaps she'd overdosed beforehand or something, she was fucking reckless when it came to alcohol and drugs. I closed my eyes remembering how Brittany often scolded her for how much she drunk, Brittany really did care for her if only UnO returned that affection, I thought feeling myself grow sleepy.
A loud gasp immediately drove thoughts of sleep away, UnO had awoken. She looked up at the officer reaching for the gun in her lap pulling the trigger. What the fuck. The bullet shot straight through the man's head knocking him down instantly. A split second flew by as UnO took in what she'd just done. She screamed and ran out the car. It all happened so fast, a blur of lights, screams, people rushing by, I kept my eyes closed through it all, the sirens became distant, when I looked up the only person left at the taco truck was Kurt. I watched him mutter something before jumping into the car.

"Kurt what do we do?", I yelled knowing full well the officer's had called for back up.

I waited for Kurt's answer but it never came, he simply drove off into the motor way at full speed like a fucking maniac.

I fell on top of the two back seats, shit I'd forgotten to put my seat belt on and judging by Kurt's speed, the officer's close behind I didn't think I'd get a chance to put it on.

"I AM FEELING UNSTOPPABLE, MOM CAN'T STOP ME,DAD CAN'T STOP ME,BOBBY CAN'T STOP ME!" , I heard Kurt yell as he hit into countless different objects.

I didn't dare say a word, perhaps he's forgotten I was even here that'd probably be for the best actually. I looked up, Kurt was about to hit into some homeless man's tent, "KURT SLOW THE FUCK DOWN!", I screamed at the top of my voice.

He didn't hear me...the car flipped over, glass shattering effortlessly against the stone floor. Everything happened in slow motion, I grasped onto the back of the front seat, looking over to Kurt. He stared straight forwards, the city lights reflecting against the expressionless look on his face.