The wind whipped my hair, creating endless amounts of knots that would take me forever to brush out.
"Get out of the way jackass"
Suga screamed out the window, pushing his foot down further on the pedal overtaking.
"Learn how to fucking drive" he leaned out the open window
You grab the wheel
"Watch the road",
you grab his collar pulling him back into the car
"You trying to kill us?"
"No I'm trying to drive away from the people that are going to kill us", he proceeds to lean out his window again
"BUT THESE FUCKING MORONS DON'T KNOW HOW TO PUSH DOWN ON THE PEDAL" The car revs as he pushes the pedal down harder.
You lean your arm out to adjust the rear view mirror, you see 2 black SUVs speed up in an attempt to overtake the cars blocking you from them.
Your heart pounds faster, as they slowly creep up overtaking more and more cars.
Suga looks back in the rear view mirrors, changing gears.
"Hold on"
he grips onto the wheel with both hands, immediately you lean back into your seat holding onto the armrests for dear life.
Your shoulder crashes into the door, as Suga veers the wheel all the way to the left. You grip onto the door handle as the car spun around leaving tire marks on the middle of the highway.
Cars end up T-boning and crashing into each other in an attempt to avoid getting hit by your illegal U turn. You laugh at the sight as you zoom off the highway exit. Looking back through the rear view mirror you the pressure on your chest lighten as the 2 black SUVs seemed to disappear in the chaos.
You laugh looking over at Suga
"How the fuck did you pass your driving test"
He frowns "I'm sure as hell better at driving than you"
You chuckle resting your face on your palm. There was nothing more exhilarating than escaping a car chase, you wouldn't trade this life for the world.
"Man I need a drink" Suga sighs pulling into a bar.
"You think we're far enough away?" You turn to him as you open the car door.
He shrugs "those old farts couldn't catch up to us for days" he looked at you with a shit eating grin.
He wasn't wrong, Suga was the best getaway driver you could find, with no will to live reckless driving didn't scare him (although you've almost shit yourself many times sitting alongside him in a car).
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You down shot after shot, shoving pretzels down your throat. If you were good at anything it was drinking, if there ever was an alcohol shortage you'd probably be the one at fault.
"We're actually on our way back downtown, you see we're from there." You turn as you watch a girl wearing country getup shamelessly flirt with Suga.
She leans against the bar
"We could totally show u around" she gestures towards her mate who could barely look Suga in the eyes.
Rolling your eyes you order more shots, if you had to sit through this you sure as hell weren't going to be doing it sober. You feel your eyes starting to get heavy as you downed your 4th round of shots.
The sounds of pool balls being hit against each other, the bartender shaking up all different kinds of concoctions and the buzzing of the flickering lights above your head lulled you into sleep as you laid your head down on the bar table feeling the cool wood rub against your skin.
You weren't sure how long you were passed out for, until you feel your body being shook violently
You grunt, lifting your arm up in an attempt to stop the person from shaking you.
"Y/n we gotta go now" the urgency in the voice, immediately woke you from your slumber.
"Wha-" you look up barely being able to finish your sentence before Suga grabs your arm pulling you off the bar stool.
As you took in your surroundings, bar tables had been flipped over, people fleeing or hiding behind the flipped over table.
The sight led you to believe that a bar fight had started and Suga was probably the cause of it. You feel the earth spin beneath you as your pulled through the bar, confusion set in as Suga dragged you towards the back of the bar instead of leaving from the front door.
"Why can't we just go out the front" you freeze in your tracks as you hear the familiar pop echoing throughout the bar. Shit
Suga pulls you behind one of the overturned tables. Pulling out his handgun from his jacket, he leans carefully over the edge of the table covers one of his ears with his palm and pressed down on the trigger. Immediately more shots are fired leaving bullet holes in the table.
"You gotta go" Suga reloads his gun
You roll your eyes "go the fuck where?"
"Out the back exit, they've blocked the front doors the backs our only way out" he carefully pokes his gun over the table taking another shot.
"What about you?" You panicked not wanting to leave him there.
"I'll hold them off so you can escape and get backup" he winces as a bullet barely missed his hand.
"Stay alive" you crawl away from the table making sure to stay out sight from any guns.
You ignore the sound of bullets being released, praying that none of them had your best friend. As you reached 10 meters from the back exit, you shakily stand up and run not looking back.
You shut the door behind you, feeling the cool metal against your back. Closing your eyes you sigh letting your nerves settle, you were in the clear escaping death for the second time this day.
A click sounds jolting your spin, you look up to see the finest man you've ever laid eyes on pointing his gun to your forehead.
"At least buy me a drink first" you slowly raise your arms up
"Hey hey hey" two other men with equally bad hairstyles approach you.
"What have we got here" the one with the worst case of bed hair grins at you.
"What do you want?" You narrow your eyes
The man keeps his gun pointed towards your forehead
"You know exactly what we want"
You scoff "I really don't, look I've had a few too many drinks and woke up to guns firing"
The men look at each other
"Get the photo" the bed hair commands
The man with spiky hair reaches into his pocket pulling out a creased photo, holding it next to your face.
"It's her no doubt" he looks back to the man with bed hair.
"I really don't know who "she" is but you got the wrong girl" you use finger quotations
The man with bed hair rolls his eyes stepping closer to you
"Don't fucking play with me right now" he grabs your collar in his fist
"You and your little friend pulled some funny shit this morning, don't you think?"
"Again I don't know what your talking about" you stare straight into his eyes
The man who was pointing the gun at your head finally opened his mouth
"Maybe we just take her back with us and make her talk" he gives you a coy smile.
You did not like the way he said make you talk.
"You don't really thi" you weren't able to finish your sentence before a bag is forced over your head.
Authors note:
Yes I left you on a cliffhanger, mostly bc I wasn't sure how long to make this chapter, this story is based on a dream I had don't ask 😭🙏
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Double agent
Fanfictiony/n has to become a double agent for a rival gang in order to protect her best friend and loved ones. But slowly she comes to find herself falling for one of the rival gang members. A akaashi x Reader fanfic Haikyuu mafia AU
