"She's alive goddammit. Chris if you're going to kill someone do it right!!!!" You rose up from your knees. Chris held his head in his hand, feeling the pounding sensation against his skull.
"What do we do?" Sebastian irked and wiped the blood off his shoe. "There's only one thing to do." You sighed throwing a look at both of the boys. "What?" They said in unison. "I'm going to need a chair, a frying pan, duck tape, a gun and one of those disposable phones from my room." You lifted an eyebrow, rolling up your sleeves.
~*~
Haley was bonded to the chair, gratitude to duck tape of course. Her lips were sealed with the gray material, her arms and legs bundled together. "She's heavier than she looks-" You breathed out, wiping your forehead.
"Are we just going to keep her tied up here?" Sebastian asked, crossing his arms. You shot Chris a look. "I don't know what we should do." You scratched your brow. Sebastian let out a deep sigh. "She wanted to kill me, but why?" Chris moped.
"Jealousy?" You piped. Chris slowly shook his head. "I think I know why." Sebastian and yourself gazed at Chris, waiting for his next sentence. "We had sex while we were drunk and her husband found out and left her. She hated me ever since." He swallowed roughly, carding his hand through his brown locks.
It made you a little uncomfortable hearing Chris say that. Of course, he was a man and had already experienced sexual activities. But you just didn't like the sound of it. It was iffy.
"Oh shit, you fucked up man." Seb breathed out. Chris just shrugged. "Do we call the cops, or?" You added. "I don't know, I kinda want to let her go," Evans added. "Why? She'll try to kill you again." You raised your voice in disbelief.
"I don't know (Y/N), I won't be able to live with myself if we kill her," Chris said with teary eyes. "Woah, I never said we'd kill her! I just want to call the cops. She committed a crime." You said, hands gripping your hips.
"I feel bad though because I'll have to live with seeing you kill her," Chris said. His eyes were cloudy, unreadable. His posture was questionable, lanky as if he wasn't in control. You gaze up at him, mouth gaping.
"Wha-"
Chris grabbed the gun and shot her in the forehead. Her skull shattered, pieces of her cranium flying across the room along with her beat red blood. The energy in the room tensed up asap.
"Chris, what the fuck?" Sebastian ran towards him, chucking the gun to the side, pushing Chris against the wall. "Don't pull shit like that, what's wrong with you??!!!!" You swallowed hard, still trying to process what just happened.
You looked at Chris, warm tears were rolling down his cheeks. He bursts out laughing, pausing a few times trying to stop himself. "I was terrified. But (Y/N), the hoodrat junky had a power trip and shot the woman. Traumatizing me forever, my cast mate fell lifeless before my eyes. And the ones guilty were the ones with the fingerprints on the gun." He raised his gloved hands. "Now to report to the police." He pulled out his phone.
"Oh no, you don't!" Seb pushes his phone to the ground and stomps on it, kicking it to the side. Chris got angry and pushed Sebastian off of him. Seb's back hit the corner of the wall, hitting his weak spot. Chris threw a few punches, Sebastian receiving every one of them.
"Boys!" You split up the both of them, separating them by standing in the middle. Sebastian grabbed you wrapping his arms around you protectively. "Chris, what are you on?!" He bit his lip, wiping a tear away. He was psychotic, this wasn't him.
"Ha. Ha. Ha. Happy pills aren't for everyone." He threw a punch and hit you straight in the face. Your head was knocked to the side, a little whiplash moment. Chris's chest was heaving, he was gone. "Chris!!!!!!" Seb yelled in rage.
You chuckled loudly. "You hit like a fucking girl." You held your swollen cheek. You lunged backward and kicked Chris's jaw upwards, knocking him out.
"(Y/N), are you okay baby?" Sebastian fretted holding your face in his hands, rubbing softly, your red cheek with his thumb. "I'm fine Seb." You said monotonously, hugging your boy. "Come on, let's get out of here," Sebastian said.
He picked you up and carried you bridal style up the stairs.
~0~
You packed up your clothes, makeup, and other important accessories. Sebastian doing the same, you both grabbed the house keys and your phones. You hopped in Seb's truck, while he loaded the trunk with your suitcases. He closed the hatchback and sat in the driver's seat turning the ignition on. He placed a hand on your thigh, looking at you dearly.
"New York?" He chimed.
"New York." You sighed.
He pulled out of the driveway, as you plugged in your phone to the aux chord, jamming out to some Lil Peep and BlackBear.
~0~
"Alright, I'm gonna stop here to gas up. You need anything?" Seb said, shaking your asleep form awake. You groaned and opened your eyes. "Get me some Advil and some Gatorade, thanks." You smiled weakly, as he pushed a strand of your hair behind your ear. "I'll be back soon." He closed the car door and started pumping some gas in the truck. You checked your phone; sixteen texts from Fabio, the guy you hired to look after Chris.
Fabio
-Got rid of the body... carpet is stained tho 1:56 PM
-Nvm I used sum oxy-clean, that shit cleaned it up asap 2:24 PM
-Found pills in Chris's pockets he got some methamphetamine and amphetamine 3:15 PM
-FJHSKJ[EG3 3:23 PM
-Whoops my bad 3:23 PM
-He just woke up. He lookin for Seb 5:01 PM
-Ginger put him back to sleep bcs he tried to kill me 5:40 PM
-Dw tho I knocked him out 5:42 PM
-Do you want me to look where Hayley came from? 5:05 PM
-I accidentally broke your heals on your channel boots 7:30 PM
-You guys in NYC yet? 7:58 PM
-How much is white boy paying me again? 8:14 PM
-Nvm I forgot you were gonna gimme sum kush 9:18 PM
-Why you got so many guns in the house?/??/ 10:44 PM
-Hope you don't mind but we ate all the pizza pockets 11:00 PM
You sighed, facepalming as Seb stepped in the truck. "What's wrong?" He asked giving you the 7/11 plastic bag. "Chris woke up and he's still not better. Look-" You gave him the phone. You watched Seb read the texts as his eyebrows shot up into his hairline. "I know right, scary."
"I can't believe it." He gave you the phone back. "It's okay Seb, it'll get better." You laid a gentle hand on his broad shoulder.
"He-" Seb started, stuttering and tripping over his words. You looked at him dearly, sadness sweeping through your emotions.
"He broke your Channel boots?"
-GUYSSSS! SORRY ABT THE HIATUS I SWEAR I DIDNT INTEND TO DO THAT IT JUST HAPPENED IM SO SORRY K BYE
ALSO MY CHANNEL BOOTS BROKE!!!! BITCH IM MAD
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CHRIS EVANS & SEBASTIAN STAN IMAGINES
FanfictionWelcome to a place where your wildest dreams come true with Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan. This Imagines collection on Wattpad is your ticket to many experiences featuring these two charming actors. Embark on a journey of endless possibilities as e...
