Choose / STRANGER THINGS BOYS x OC /

43 | Plan A

In a matter of minutes the four had managed to shove the two drugged teens into the back of one of the small red trucks, both of them managing to roll over each other as dustin drove frantically down the long tunnels,

"Jesus, slow down man!" Steve slurred as they bounced around, his head knocking the grate a few times,

"Yeah, what is this, like, the Indy 500?" Mia slurred along, her body slightly more stable than his,

"It's the Indy 300" He corrected,

"No, dingus, it's 500!"

"It's 300!"

She held her finger up, her eyes crossing for a second as a wave of nausea hit her, she quickly shook it off and cleared her throat "Let's say a million." She laughed, Steve joining shortly after,

"What is wrong with them?" Erica asked the three other,

"I don't know" Dustin replied, his eyes traveling to look at her,

"Oh god! Dustin watch out Jesus!" Robin screeched as he drove straight into a load a empty kegs, sending the two in the back flying against the wall,

"Oh!" Steve grunt and whined,

"You guys alright back there?" Stiles asked with a small sigh, though he only got a couple groans in return,

"They're fine!" Dustin tutted, hopping past him so they could try and pull the two out of the back without hurting them too much. Once they'd finally managed to get them they realised how far away from the elevator they still where, and with a bunch of Russians behind them they would only barely make it. Stiles took his sister into his arms and held her,

"You gotta listen to me now okay?" He huffed, trying to get her eyes to catch his,

"Ughhhh what!" She groaned, tossing her head back, almost throwing herself to the ground

"We gotta run like hell, all the way down there... and you, you are the best sprinter i have ever met so can you do it? run as fast as you possibly can? i-i mean it would be like racing, around the track, right?"

"I dunno cupcake, that's a long way?!" She hiccupped causing her to laugh "I can try! Hey! Right Steve? we can try and run like hell!!" She turned her head to the beat up boy next to her and flashed him a drunken smile,

"Yes! We can run! sure!" He nodded back, his arms flailing,

"OKay! Are we ready now stiles they are approaching!" Robin asked, her voice shaking with panic,

"lets go" He sniffled, grabbing his sisters arm to start running.

The run was stressful, Steve and Mia where constantly holding each other back by laughing while everyone else where trying to rush them through the tunnels, but just as they came to their last door before the elevator a group of Russians rounded the corner beside them, each of them carrying a gun, one of them pulled a small device from his pocket, pointing it behind the the teenagers, and as he pressed a button the sound of door mechanics started filling the tunnel-- they turned, their faces hardening at the sight,

"Holy shit! Holy shit! what do we do!" Dustin panicked, pulling Erica towards him,

"Run... you fucking run..." Stiles lowly whispered as he pushed Steve's body toward him and pushed Mia toward robin, "Henderson, Sinclair, you've got Steve, drag him under that door, okay?" He asked, waiting for the approving nod before turning to Robin "I swear to god if you don't get that girl on the other side of that door Buckley... I'll kill you myself, alright? I am putting so much trust into you, do not make me regret it... so please... protect her..."