Oneshots - Kayce Dutton Book 2

Are you gonna kill them?

Request - Can you do one where she is protecting Tate and gets hurt in the process? 

The "low gas" light dinged, making your eyes glance down. 

"Shit," You mumbled. 

"What's that?" Tate asked from the front seat, looking over at you.

"Uh...we're low on gas, buddy," You kept driving down the highway. 

"Is that bad?" Tate asked with a frown.

"No," You smiled at him. "I mean, I don't really like having to stop this late at night, but we'll just fill it up a little bit and be on our way. There's a station here in about five minutes we can stop at."

"It's so dark," Tate said looking out the window. 

"Yeah," You sighed as you drove around a bend and saw the gas station on your right. 

You pulled in, came up to one of the stations, and turned off your truck. 

"Here," You handed your phone to Tate. "Text your dad and tell him we'll be a little later than we thought." 

"Can I play a game?" Tate smiled taking your phone.

"After you text him," You rolled your eyes and got out. 

There were a few other cars at the station as you placed the pump head into your truck. After clicking the lock into place it started filling up. You leaned against the truck and heard a door open.

Looking over, you saw three men walk out, stumbling slightly. Frowning, you looked back at the pump and saw it was about halfway. 

"Hey there pretty thing." 

You lowered your shoulders, knowing you were the only person outside the station right now. Looking over your shoulder you saw the men all staring at you. 

"Howdy darling," One of the men winked at you. 

"No thanks," You said looking back at your pump.

"There's no need to be ugly," One of the men walked around the bed of your truck and stopped a few feet from you. "You're too pretty for that." 

"Have a good night," You shifted your feet, wanting them to leave. 

"Come on now," The man walked closer to you, making you take a step back. "We're just trying to be friendly."

The other two men were now behind him. 

"I don't need any new friends," You snapped at him and your pump clicked that it was done. 

You tried reaching for it but the man stepped over the hose, making you step back from him. 

"Get away from me," You said but the man took another step.

"You need some manners taught to you," The man smirked. 

"Y/N?"

You looked over your shoulder at Tate who was looking out your window. 

"Tate," You breathed. 

"Well...someone must have fucked you for a son," The man laughed. 

Your eyes pleaded with Tate. The man reached out and held your arm, making you whip your head back around and shove him.

"Don't touch me!" You yelled. 

"Calm down, bitch!" The man grabbed you and slammed you up against the truck. 

"Y/N!" Tate screamed. "Let her go!" 

"Tate! Run!" You screamed at him. "Go now! Run!" 

You shoved against the man but he merely budged. The guy reached back and smacked your face. Your head turned sharply but you were able to see Tate running to the store. Glaring you looked back and spat at the man.