Nic lead Owen and Jake to the door while you stayed behind with Wyatt and Logan for a moment.You pulled out a cigarette from your purse, and a lighter.
"You smoke?" Logan asked.
"Only when i'm stressed" You answered.
"Why are you stressed?" Wyatt looked at you.
"I'm not quite sure," you exhaled, "I usually don't have guests, so I guess it's that" You shrugged.
"You guys aren't the problem! No! It's just that i'm not around people this long, so I'll have to get use to it" You started after you seen the sad looks on the boy's faces.
You took one last puff and tossed it to the ground, stepping on it to put it out.
"Alright, let's go" You started towards the door.
There was a man walking towards the door; he stood out but in the most unusual way. He was wearing a black suit and tie. If you took a look around, no one else was wearing such fancy business attire.
You eyed the man, deciding he wasn't a threat. At least in the moment.
"Okay, the sugars first" You told the boys.
You quickly scanned the aisle numbers, finding the one that read 'sugar'.
"Here" You pointed to an aisle on your left.
"Here's the brown sugar" Wyatt held a bag.
"I got the white" Logan was also carrying a bag.
"Maybe we should get a cart" You smiled sheepishly.
Before you could exit the aisle, three men came from each direction, cornering you in the aisle.
"Shit! Drop the bags, we gotta find them!" You yelled and started running in the opposite direction.
Logan and Wyatt attempted to throw the bags at the men, but they were too caught off guard to get a good aim.
"Left first!" You grunted, turning and running.
The three of you were sprinting down the long row, looking in every aisle for the other boys.
"They're here!" You pointed down a freezer aisle and came to a stop.
"We gotta get outa here, three men are following us!" You grabbed Nic's arm.
Owen ran, the cake still in his arms.
This time, four men were coming in your direction.
"Fire exit!" Nic pointed.
Everyone ran to the door, and pushed through.
"Where's the car?" Jake asked.
Everyone stopped for a second to scan the parking lot.
"Just over here" Nic took the lead once again.
Putting the cake down carefully, the boys climbed in and slammed the door shut.
Taking a glance behind you, two black vans were following you.
"Shit! What do I do?" You yelled.
"Why are you asking us? You're the get away car driver!" Wyatt exclaimed.
You panted, and took a sharp turn down an alley. The vans were even more behind now, as they didn't stop to turn.
"How'd they find us?" Logan asked.
"Check the car for bugs" You instructed the boys.
They looked through, under and over everything.
"Found it!" Nic held a small computer chip in between his fingers.
"Shit, how'd they get that in here?" Owen looked worried.
"Probably discreetly followed us back, then bugged it while we were sleeping" You suggested.
"Then that means they know where you live" Jake pointed out.
"So where will we go?" Logan asked.
"Got any friends?" You asked them.
"Finn!" Wyatt exclaimed.
"He live close?" You turned a sharp corner.
"Yeah, 1108 Penny drive" Wyatt replied.
You nodded your head and turned down many roads to lose the vans.
"Think they're gone?" Owen asked.
"I don't see them" You said.
You pulled into the driveway of 1108, parked behind a grey truck.
"Back door" Nic nodded. Before getting out, Owen grabbed the cake.
You and the boys ran to the back, and knocked frantically.
Another curly haired boy answered the door.
"What are you fuckers doing here?
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Get Away| Wyatt Oleff ✔️
FanfictionGet away drivers aren't supposed to get involved wyatt oleff x reader this is hella cringe btw