Finn wolfhard ~•| Kidnapped|•~

chapter 12

Y/n's pov.

Finn had decided to trust them both and we all moved to the hall so the packers could get everything important out.

"Thanks Finn," Jaeden smiled and Noah just nodded and left following Jaeden.

"That was nice of you." He muttered.
I looked up to see him touching his lips,"what?" I frowned.
"Noah shut up as soon as you walked in, he was about to quit the team all together." I nodded and he hugged me tightly.
"Got anything to say or was that box the apology?" I turned around in his arms and he looked shy almost.
"Sorry." He uttered into my ear.
I nodded and hugged him.
"Its ok but never do that again or I swear to god i actually cut your dick off." He nodded and laughed as if it was a joke - not caring if I was laughing or not.
I shook my head and looked at him seriously.
"You better not fire that sweet old lady!" He rolled his eyes and let go of me.
"I am and i will." He crossed his arms over, sassy little shit.

"You won't, she did nothing wrong!" I glared at him and he glared back.

"I don't know why you continue to test my authority." he hissed quietly.

"Finn dont be an ass! Shes so nice! I asked and she was obviously going to tell me or-"

"shut up, i dont care." He looked me over one last time then left.
The look he gave me almost broke my heart, he looked at me as if i was trash.
I turned and walked out onto his driveway, looking at the sun as it started to set, my box beside me.

I didnt want to go in and see him, he was probably watching me on a camera, a control freak.

He was so bipolar, one minute hes nice to me the next i think hes going to throw me in the trash.
(Me fighting my daily moods 😂)

I sniffed in and some tears escaped and slid down my cheeks.

Finns pov.

I watched from the camera room as she started crying, i swallowed guiltily.
I didnt mean to be so bipolar but she always pissed me off after i want to be nice to her, she needed to learn really not me.
She was saying on the driveway stairs and she probably wanted time but i was going to sit with her instead.

I walked out into the hallway.
"Hi Finn!" One of the packers said.
"Dont speak to me." I said irritated.

Everyone was silent until i heard a thud behind me, i kept walking but i heard another.
I turned around and saw Wyatt holding a gun, a silencer on the end.
All the woman were up against the walls.
"Im here for (y/n), her pops needs her." He grinned as if this was funny.

Four of my gaurds appeared before one rang the alarm and i told the other three to go get (y/n). On the driveway to make sure im safe.

I glared at Wyatt who grinned back.
"Why are you really here, you could've easily snook around till you found her."
"Smart Finn really you are. Im hear to kill you aswell, might aswell take out the biggest enemy while im pleasing a big customer." He pointed the gun at me and it seemed like time slowed down.
Do i run or do i stay?
Would it be better without me?
She'd probably be happier.

While i was thinking what to do i felt my shoulder rip open, i hit the floor from the impact.

Wyatt walked over laughing," no one can take their first gunshot wound and stay standing Finn."
He pointed it inbetween my eyes and waited.
I watched as he was knocked off his feet by a random girl and i looked at her, thanking her mentally with a nodd.
Dozens of gaurds appeared surrounding us.

Wyatt rolled his eyes and looked at me.

"Be back soon Finn, next time ill finish the job."

He ran out through the back and i groaned, touching my shoulder.
The pain was piercing, worse than any punch I'd ever taken.

"Finn? are you ok?" i heard yelling and i felt my vision waver slightly but i wasnt falling unconscious because he might come back.
"Finn?" I felt someone take hold of my hand and i turned my head slightly to see (y/n).

Why is she here?
"why is she here!? I said get her somewhere safe!" i groaned as they started to prod with my arm.

"Painkillers now." i grunted as hell stuck a needle in my arm instead.
"Its ok Finn." she squeezed my arm as they proped me against the wall.
"Do you feel sick, you look abit pale?" She put her hand on my forehead.
"Yep." I muttered, feeling the sick in my throat.
A bowl came out of nowhere onto my lap.
She smiled at me, holding my hair out the way.
I shut my eyes, trying to swallow my pride but this would be the first time being sick in four years. And infront of people.
I coughed up sick and my throat stung. God i hated this.