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APRIL 9TH, 2019

*Ping!*

It was a message from Bobby.

Bobby: Please find a new hobby and stop bugging me. Why don't you try becoming famous on your own?

Kurt knew he was right. He was only making a living by driving people around in the newest car-sharing app online, Spree. It wasn't a lot to live off, but it made it easy for Kurt knowing he lived with his parents still. He didn't like the idea of living at home with his parents. What would his followers think? They would call him names and bully him for being such a weirdo. Who lives with their parents at 23? Kurt picked up his phone and typed back to Bobby.

Kurt: Fine, I just thought I could get a hand from you, y'know. Cause you are famous.

He knew Bobby was right. Bobby was always so rude and distant after Kurt had stopped baby sitting him. Always playing video games and telling him to get lost, that they weren't friends or to get out of the stream for advertising his own socials. But sometimes the truth was best for Kurt and he knew what he needed to do.

First of all, Kurt knew he needed to make a plan. So, made videos preparing himself for an event he called; The lesson.

Video one: Three days before The Lesson.

"Hey guys! It's Kurt here from Kurt's World! Here to tell you about a great idea I have. I know I haven't been getting a lot of views recently, or at all and it's really been bumming me out. Thanks to that one viewer now and then. You have really been my motivation to get up and bring this out. In a few days time I will be coming out with The Lesson. But, that's all I can say to you guys, haha. Thank you and I hope that you will enjoy what's going to happen! Remember follow me on Instagram, Twitter, and all those. My @ is KurtsWorld96! Don't forget to use the hashtag #TheLesson !"

Kurt got no views that day, but it didn't bother him that much cause he knew that it would all go to plan in two days time.

APRIL 10TH, 2019

Video two: Two days before The Lesson- How to get your bottles ready.

Kurt sat down at a table with a bunch of water bottles.

"Hey guys, Kurt from KurtsWorld here. Today I will be showing you guys how I have prepped my water bottles for The Lesson."

Kurt takes a syringe filled with a clear substance and the water bottle removing a small part of the plastic packaging over the bottle.

"What you are going to do here is insert the syringe here and place all of the liquid inside the bottle. Now, because we have created a small hole we can cover it with a little bit of hot glue here and place back the packaging. That way, no one will know we did anything to the bottle."

He placed a small drop of hot glue onto the bottle and closes the tiny hole. He smile to the camera and places the bottle with already prepared ones, all drugged as well.

He then got up and turned the camera off and let out a big sigh. He didn't know what to do if this all turned to crap, or if he would ever recover from failure. All he knew was that he was going through this with a big plan, and the world was in for a surprise.

Later that day, he posted the video ready for some watchers to come through, but there was no luck over the hour he kept checking his white screen. The light on his laptop faded, and he was left in his poorly lit room looking at the floor. He oh so desperately wanted views, and to be famous like Bobby.

A few days later, and Kurt was ready for The Lesson.

ON APRIL 12TH, 2019 KURT FINALLY WENT VIRAL.

Kurt woke up in the morning and groaned. He opened his eyes to the sun creating a pattern on his grey walls from the behind the blinds. He got up off his mattress placed on the ground and smiled.

"Good morning Kurt, today is going to be a great day."

He got ready for his big day by putting on a blue long-sleeved shirt and some black sweats. As he left his room he told his mother about how he had a big day today but didn't specify anything other than that. He wished her goodbye and went out to his car.

He sat down and set up his work station. He placed 8 cameras around the car, two on each side of the front window, one on each side window and two on the back mirror to get maximum angles of the action to take place for his premium viewers who are willing to watch, or even pay. He then sets up the livestream for his viewers and hits stream, and goes off to message Bobby that #TheLesson had begun!

Kurt looks into the camera that sits by his face on the side window.

"Hey guys welcome to KurtsWorld, its Kurt here and this is, The Lesson. For all of you who don't know me, get ready....."

He looks to another and evilly grins

"...cause you're about to know me, I'm Kurt!"

He then remembers he forgot something and runs off back into the house and returns moments later with a lovely clear quartz necklace and hangs it around the rearview mirror.

"LETS GO!"

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Kurt's first order pings up on his Spree app. A smile lights up on his face as he knows exactly what this will do for him.

"Bobby! You know exactly what's up. I hope you are one of my premium subscribers!" Kurt says looking into his camera right above his head. He wished Bobby would get the message and watch his huge plan.

*Ping!* A message came in from the livestream.

One dollar donated from Bobby: "Kurt you better not be wasting my time. Hurry up and show me something or I'm leaving your stupid stream. It's so boring."

Kurt rolled his eyes. He most definitely didn’t want to let Bobby down and wasn’t the plan at all.

“Come on Bobby. I got this. You just got to give me some time”. Kurt grumbles.

Kurt reopens his Spree app to find his first victim of the day. He presses ‘begin drive’ and pulls a huge grin on his face. He knows Bobby for sure will be impressed.

Kurt sets off on his drive to pick up his first passenger of his big day. He talks to his 0 watchers as Bobby has left to deal with whatever he's doing. It doesn't matter to him though, because they can re-watch it from the start and needs to make a great impression.

"I know we all have our issues, so let me just say this. There's a trigger warning in place. I'm not gonna be offended if you can't watch, but yeah. For all my real ones out there its.. uh... time to go viral baby!"

He drives further to find his passenger.

"Ok guys so um we are here at the first passengers house. Uh.. here to pick up Fredrick."

He parks on the side of the road and waits for Frederick to come down the driveway.

"And... here he comes."

He waves over to him and he walks over to the car and sits in the back of the car.

"Fredrick?" Kurt asks

"That's me"

'I'm Kurt your Spree driver and I am taking you to..."

Kurt looks to his GPS to find where Fredrick is going.

"...Grand Castle Banquet Hall right?"

"You got it brother" Fredrick responds.

Kurt then hits the road off to Fredricks destination while making some small talk to him on the way. But something catches Fredrick's eye.

"Uh, hey. What's um.. going on here. There's a lot of fucking cameras in here brother."

"Oh yeah! I'm streaming to all my fans out there. I hope you don't mind it. Oh, and if you do well it's also for my protection so don't worry about them."

Kurt drives on for a while before remembering that there is also his water bottles in the back, and feels the need to bring it up. I mean, it wouldn't really be The Lesson if he didn't do something exciting for his fans!!?

"Oh hey, there's also some water in the back. Help yourself dude."

"Oh no thanks, I'm alright."

Fredrick then goes on to talk about how he has a speech tonight, and that is where he is headed. He explains there is going to be 3000 people there which gets the attention of Kurt. He listens in and asks him to give his followers some tips on how to grow socially, and on social media.

*Ping*

$1 Sent from Bobby: LMFAO

Fredrick sighs. "It's good to see men like us trying to master this... you know, social media stuff. We're gonna need it."

Kurt begins to become confused. "Yeah... what do you mean 'men like us?"

"White men. You are white aren't you?"

Kurt takes a moment to reply, with this dude he had just met getting on his nerves.

"Yeah..."

"Yeah you are! That's good! Say it with me. 'I'm white and I'm Proud'."

Kurt doesn't like where this is going and butts in.

"White, Blacks, Asians, Latinos we're all the same."

*Ping*

Message from Bobby. "Seriously dude? This is the lesson? How boring."

Kurt rolls his eyes. "Come on Bobby, I swear it will get more interesting. Now Frederick, being racist is not cool. Alright? It's toxic. Be more like Bobby. He's authentic and gets free hotel rooms and swag so, take a page out of his book."

They keep on driving for some time and let the heat begin to fall before Kurt loses it.

*Ping*

$1 Sent from Bobby: "No action still? This is a waste of my time."

Kurt looks at his phone and tells Bobby to be quiet.

"Hey, remember there's water back there. You must be parched and need some water.

"Yeah alright, I'm a little parched."

He beings to open the bottle and takes the lid. Off. He takes a sip and starts to feel something strong going down his throat. He coughs.

"Hey you should know that you're not gonna make it."

"What?" Fredrick coughs, more violent than the cough before.

He coughs more and more frequently, now trying to open the doors to the side of him. He bangs on the door, smashing the camera on the window everywhere.

Still coughing violently, he sits with his hands on the left door and kicks on the right with his feet, trying to get some fresh air. He hits Kurt as his coughs begin to lessen, and he falls limp into the backseats.

Kurt looks behind him to see that Fredrick had stopped moving, and puts his right hand into the passengers seat to pick up some glasses and cover his eyes. He smiles to the camera and does a peace sign, hoping that Bobby had seen what an epic move he had pulled and will sponsor him for the big day that only just begun.

He disposes of the body where he hopes no one will find it, if he were to get caught. Kurt does it off camera because he can't trust them. What if he goes viral and someone knows where he hid the body? It simply just can't happen. So, he hops back into his car and tidy's the back up so no one will question anything. Then, he opens his phone to find another passenger. He hits 'Pick Up" and drives on.

"One down, lots more to go!" Kurt smiles.

"Okay next, we are picking up...Andrea!"

*Ping*

A notification comes in from Bobby via Livefly, the streaming app.

"FAKE NEWS!!!'

This made Kurt's blood boil in the inside. How could he think it was fake? This was real, most definitely real. How could it not be?

"Yeah okay Bobby sure, that's fake news. That's actually a pretty good point guys. No one should be able to tell what you are doing is real AT FIRST because you want as many done undetected for maximum attention down the road. #TheLesson....legacy."

He arrives at his destination to pick up Andrea and pulls over on the side of the road.

"She should be...right here. Is Andrea with her friends?"

Kurt has pulled up to a house with balloons on the mailbox and around 6 people standing outside.

"Oh, looks like Andrea is solo. I like that though. One on one, get to know the person, slice of life.."

Andrea walks up to the boot of the car to lift it open and place an open home sign that had her face on it. She slams the boot shut and gets into the back of the car, talking to someone on the phone with headphones in. She put on her seatbelt and sighs. Kurt puts the car into drive and starts to pull off back onto the road.

"I'm going to Lincoln Heights..." She trails off back into her conversation on the phone. "..yeah. There was this one property if you saw it, you would CREAM you jeans."

"Oh I got these cameras set up, I hope that's okay" Kurt whispers, trying not to disturb her on the phone.

She doesn't mention it or comment on it and continues on with her conversation. This allows Kurt to think that she doesn't care so he takes the chance to smile into one of his cameras placed next to him, signaling that she's gonna be a victim.

"Well I don't see you out here fucking doing this!" She sighs getting annoyed at the person on the other side of the phone, picking up a water bottle from the backside pocket of the passengers seat.

"Look. I am in my spree, I am going to be there in a few hours...." She opens the bottle of water "..yeah okay.... yeah!" Taking a few drinks out of the bottle she places it next to her on the seat.

Fast forward 20 minutes, she becomes limp on the back of the seat just like Fredrick was not too long ago.

Kurt hops out of the drivers seat and into the back with Andrea. He picks up the bottle of water Andrea drunk from and pretends to drink from it, looking at his slowly growing audience. He chuckles closing the lid and throwing into the back of the car.

*Ring* *Ring*

Incoming call: Kris

His dad is calling him at a very inconvenient time. He has a lady in the back of his car practically dead, his father is calling him and there is now a person about to walk past the car. Kurt is not in a very ideal situation.

"Crap!" Kurt yells.

He reaches for the front and ends the call.

Kurt sits back down in the backseat of the car and looks through the back mirror to watch the pedestrian walk away, hoping that the situation they just walked passed wasn't suspicious. Once they are gone he reaches for her phone.

"Okay guys, just like the last guy we are gonna want to open their phone. But, sometimes its not as easy. You see, with these newer phones you can't just use their thumbs. You need to use their face."

Kurt places the phone around her face moving it around trying to unlock it.

"Usually it takes a couple tries."

After a couple more moves around of the phone, it clicks and unlocks for Kurt.

"Yes we got it! Now, first open your Spree app..."

He opens the Spree app on her phone and shows it to the camera facing above him. Her total was $13.72.

"...now we are going to give a rating. 5 stars? I'd say so. And here it asks you for a tip. I like to do something in the middle so I'll do $2."

Kurt gets out of the car and takes her body, again somewhere no one will find it. Then he once again, cleans the backseats of the car wiping them down as if no one had been sitting in the car. Once the car was ready to go again he was off and back on the road with a new passenger named Mario.

Peak hour traffic was beginning to ease into the late noon.

"Why does rush hour start at 4pm in this fucking city?"

"Nah it just depends-"

"Stop." Mario demanded. "I don't want your opinion."

"Well you just ask-"

"Stop. I'm just fucking saying I gotta be somewhere ASAP okay so like fix it, or shut the fuck up."

Kurt begins to get angry but doesn't say a word.

Traffic begins to worsen, taking longer to get to Mario's destination then originally planned.

"Dude this is already taking forever! Are you serious? I have a female waiting for me!"

Kurt begins to boil over his little comments he makes over the time that he is in the car, it getting worse by every minute.

Traffic continues to be quite bad in LA, resulting in getting off a highway at around 4pm.

"Jesus Christ man, this is taking forever. The only way to solve this, is by getting some pussy." Mario says as he stares down at his phone, obviously texting some girl. But when he looks up he realizes that Kurt had driven him off the road and off into a dirt path.

"Yo where the fuck are we going right now?"

"It's a shortcut"

"This is not a fucking shortcut, are you serious?"

"Yeah, it is a shortcut I know this park like the backs of my hands"

Soon later, the road begins to get bumpier the longer they are on the shortcut.

'Oh, I don't feel so good."

"Do you want me to pull over? Don't vomit in my car." Asks Kurt.

He stops the car abruptly causing Mario to his is head on the seat in front of him.

"What the FUCK man? Keep going!"

"NO! If you're gonna barf, get out of my car!"

Mario starts to get frustrated with Kurt.

"I have some dumb bitch WAITING FOR ME and I NEED TO GO FUCK HER RIGHT FUCKING NOW!"

Kurt looks behind to look him in the eyes.

"And I NEED TO KEEP MY CAR CLEAN!" Kurt screams with a voice crack.

"So if you're gonna hurl, do it outside! Go!"

Mario opens the door to get out.

"Alright whatever. I need to piss anyways...." He starts to get out of the car. "...zero stars for you"

And that is what sent Kurt over the edge. Zero stars? Kurt considered himself to be a good driver, great even! So as Kurt watched Mario go behind the car to take a piss, he put on an iconic song, the gummy bear song. He turns the car on and looks behind him. He then puts the car in reverse, smiles at the camera and starts going backwards in Mario's direction. He speeds up hitting Mario and he rolls over the top of the car. When he lands on the front windscreen, his head is bleeding.

Kurt looks to the camera once again.

"Wow are you guys seeing this?"

Kurt puts the car in reverse to get his body off the car and continues to run him over.

After he dumps Mario’s body somewhere he knows no one will find it, He decided that his car and himself most definitely need some cleaning up. He opens up his phone and looks up where the closes gas station is. 2.6 miles away, great. He puts his phone into his stand and heads over to the station.

Kurt pulls up to the station and jumps out of the car. He punches in some numbers to then start pumping his car with gas, then slowly walking over to the window washer and slowly cleans the bloody mess off his car.

After cleaning the mess off the car, he spots a cop in a car not too far away and walks in the opposite direction to get away.

Kurt looks to his phone and talks to the 300 people now in his livestream.

“Guys don't get me in trouble now…. things are just getting good!”

He moves his phone to get the cop on his live.

“We wouldn’t want anyone to get hurt. That's not what we do around here is it? I am a very nice guy who does good things.”

He quickly pays for his gas and hops back in his car. He swipes out of the live to see who needed to be picked up next. He tapped 'begin drive' and let the GPS give him the directions to the Spree passenger. He turned on his fancy led lights that were on the roof of the car to a green color and looked at his camera.

"Looks like we have another victim. Let's go pick them up shall we?"

When Kurt arrives at his destination to pick up his next victim, It turns out to be at some douche club in some smaller trashy streets in LA. He pulled up along the curb and rolled down the passenger window a little bit. A woman sat outside the club looking bored, her leg shaking impatiently. Kurt assumes that's his passenger so he pokes his head as far as he can through the passenger side to see the woman.

"Hey, um.. are you y/n?" Kurt says most definitely unconfident.

The woman looks to Kurt's direction and stands up to walk to the car.

"Um yeah, that's me. Are you my Spree driver? I'd really like to get out of here."

You put your hand on the windows and investigate the nice looking car, as well as looking at your driver. He looks a bit rough but seems decent enough. He's got an awkward smile on his face.

"Yup, I'm Kurt. Hop in and I'll take you where ever you want to go."

You get in the backseat of the car to find cameras everywhere. You look at your driver Kurt and question him.

"Um, Kurt if that's your name. What the hell is up with all these cameras?"

He looks back at you and says nothing. He just stares at you with his mouth ajar, taking in all of you. From outside, he couldn't really see any of you besides a silhouette and a basic face shape. But now he can see you in this green led lighting which gives him a whole lot more to take in. Your curves are perfect, your eyes gleaming and the way your hair sits just by your eyes lights something within Kurt. The green light on your skin makes you glow and he couldn't help but feel honored you were looking at him. Someone like you must have tones of followers.

Once he realizes he's trailed into his thoughts, he snaps back into reality.

"I-"

He had been interrupted by a notification on his stream.

*Ping*

$1 Sent from Bobby: "This is some real action dude. She's hot. You should fuck her."

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A FEW HOURS PRIOR, YOUR POV

*Ping*

You pick up your phone to see a notification from your news app you use to check all the crazy bullshit that happens in LA.

BREAKING NEWS: A TRANSPORT COMPANY SEES MULTIPLE MURDERS OCCURING THROUGH THEIR RIDESHARE APP. NAME OF THE APP IS DISCLOSED FOR NOW UNTIL FURTHER INVESTIGATION.

"Woah, this is a crazy headline. Is someone out here like, killing the drivers or the passengers? Fuck this man. LA is crazy and I live here. I better think twice today before getting in a rideshare vehicle tonight or I might be next."

You tap to open the article but are interrupted by someone.

"Y/N! GET HERE RIGHT NOW! WE'RE GONNA BE LATE IF YOU DON'T MOVE YOUR ASS!"

Ugh. You hate your roommate.

All she does is complain about stuff and expects you to deal with it. You work extra shifts at a restaurant where you are harassed on a daily basis just to pay the rent for both of you. You buy all the groceries and pay for electricity, heating and water while she sits down and does whatever the hell she does. But tonight you are off to a party with her in some dodgy area that most people try to avoid. They do have the hardest parties though.

"I'm coming!"

You run down the stairs to meet your roommate, putting your phone in the back pocket of your jeans forgetting about the title of the article you just saw seconds ago.

PRESENT

Kurt turns red in the face as he turns back to face his camera.

"Bobby, shut up! Things have been interesting all day. You just haven't been here to see it all."

Still unsure about what the hell is going on, you ask Kurt again what the cameras are for in the car. It was more concerning than the comment some random dude said from your drivers phone.

"Um, Kurt.... the cameras?"

"Oh, yeah. Sorry about that. Those are for my viewers out there as I take on today."

He looks to the camera to see how many people have actually joined the live since his last kill a few hours ago. He does a fist pump in the air to himself.

"Woah! Thanks guys, this is crazy! I have 700 people watching the lesson!"

"Erm.... the lesson? What's all this crazy business you have going on. I just want to go home!"

Kurt chuckled to himself.

"Oh! I'm holding the lesson, showing all my viewers how to gain followers online. ! I mean cause come on.."

He looks to the camera to talk to his fans.

"...if you aren't documenting yourself, you simply don't exist. Oh! and, follow me @KurtsWorld96 on all socials"

He looks back at you to make sure you heard what he had just said. Was this guy obsessed with social media or something?

Your mouth is wide open, unsure what to say.

Inside all you wanted to do was go home, and that was completely true. Now some strange dude knows your location while 700 people are on a stream?

*Ping*

Your head turned to face his phone to see what the deal was.

$2 Sent from xDGamer23: bro shes hot

Were they talking about you?

*Ping*

$1 Sent from ryandukegod: this is getting boring

Why are so many people messaging Kurt? What are they talking about? What has he done to become so popular on this app? Cause you for sure haven't heard of it before.

Kurt sighed and looked back to his phone, silencing them by putting his finger to his lips.

"Let's just get on the road, shall we?"

You nod at Kurt and he checks his phone to see where your destination is. You put on your seatbelt and check your phone. No messages. He begins to start the engine and turns on his indicator to pull out of the parking spot. Then you are off in the backseat of Kurt's rideshare vehicle heading home where you hope you will be safe.

"So, what brings you to this part of LA?" Kurt tries to make small talk with you.

"Some stupid party my roommate brought me to."

Kurt nods his head. He knows he isn't getting much out of you. That explains it though, to Kurt. You were in such a nice dress to just be wandering around this side of the city.

"Did something happen?"

You take a deep breath before licking your lips.

"A jerk was hitting on me and wouldn't take no for an answer. He said he'd seen my Instagram and had been following me for a while so that gave him a right to talk to me."

This intrigued Kurt for the wrong reason.

"So you are famous? Me too! How many followers do you have?"

"Erm... like 45k? It's not that big of a deal."

"This is such a big deal, how-"

*Ping*

$1 Sent from Bobby: Kurt your audience is getting fed up and so am I. Make something happen or this stupid thing is over.

Kurt looks at his screen to see 800 people in his stream flooding in tons of messages saying all sorts of things.

"you should fuck her"

"your content is fake"

"broo so bored"

"dude is this stuff real?"

"I swear I've seen her before"

They all kept flooding in.

Kurt ignored them and just looked at the road. You just looked out the window, staring out onto the highway in the pitch black. All different colored lights hit your face through Kurt's green lights. He kept looking back at you which gave you a weird fuzzy feeling. I mean, he wasn't bad looking after all. He has a cute smile and round eyes. His hair was kinda greasy looking though.

After a while you felt a little tired and decided that some water would be the best way to wake you up from falling asleep at almost any second.

You spot the water placed in the pocket in front of you and pick one up. The nice feeling of the cold bottle sits nicely in your hands. Then you begin to take the cap off the bottle.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

You look up from the bottle to see Kurt staring at you from the rearview mirror.

What is wrong with this dude? Can't he give you a break?

"What are you on about? Can't I have some water?"

"Y/n just don't drink it okay?"

You open the cap more, determined to get a drink out of this thing since he won't let you.

"Y/N-"

He looked at you with cold blooded eyes. You hadn't known this guy for more than 15 minutes but the stare he was giving you sent shivers down your spine. The way he said your name reminded you of when you were told off as a child for something wrong. The tone in his voice was not friendly at all.

Suddenly, you froze.

Shit.

Was he the rideshare killer?

Why hadn't you thought about it earlier that you were in a Spree while there is a manic supposedly killing in these things! God, you were so stupid.

All you had to do was pull yourself together and not say a word about it to him. You're a tough girl and can't show your soft side to some stranger.

"Fine."

You screwed the lid back on the bottle and placed it back where you found it, looking into Kurt's eyes at the same time.

His eyes seem as if they were looking into your soul and it scared you. He has so much confidence for a murderer, if he is. That gives you an urge to ask him. If it was true… it was, but if he wasn't the rideshare killer you could just walk it off, right? It's not like you are going to see this stranger again. LA is huge.

Maybe it was best to bring it up lightly first. Who knows what kinda temper this guy has.

"So, have you been paying attention to the news recently, was it... Kurt?"

"No I haven't. What's on there? Anything interesting?"

You sighed. Maybe he wasn't.

"Oh! Well some crazy guy is out killing people off a rideshare app! Gotta be careful these days now, they could get you or me."

Kurt chuckled to himself and looked to his cameras.

"She doesn't know!" He whispers. Then he looks at you through the rearview mirror.

"Oh no! Gotta be careful then haha...."

"Yeah its super scary. Wouldn't wanna get murdered tonight."

Your plan fails. Trying to get him to fess up wasn't a great idea at all, and after too much thought on it your head wanders into a dark and warm place, and you end up falling asleep.

When you wake up, its pitch black.

You open your eyes to see you are still in the car but the green leds are off. Outside is pitch black.

You look in front of you to see Kurt in the passenger seat in front of you looking over at where you are.

Confused and tired, you rub your eyes to make sure you aren’t seeing things but he is still sitting there in front of you once your hands leave your face. Wasn’t he meant to drop you off at home?

Your thoughts start racing.

You glanced outside just to make sure you weren’t dreaming. Where were you? It looked like some type of junkyard. It was too hard to see though since everything was dark and the windows were all fogged up.

You franticly try to wipe off the steam on the window and you position yourself to get a better glance of the area outside.

Trees, bushes and other greenery surround you from what you can see. There's an odd old car here and there as well as some scraps of metal.

You buge to open the car door only to find out that it was luckily unlocked.

You think to yourself, ‘he is not looking, let me try to sneak out’.

As you carefully open the car door, You look at the livestream only to find out that one of the viewers had ratted you out.

Kurt looks down on his phone and reads the comments out loud

“Bro were all those kills real”

“are you a new streamer or something?”

“That girl in the back is trying to leave”

Your eyes widen in shock

Kurt’s slowly lifts his head to stare into the rearview mirror

“Not so fast, y/n.”

*Click*

You glance over to him, to see his hand on the button in the car which automatically locks all car doors.

“Don’t think it's that easy to escape me.”

What the hell was this guy talking about?

“Excuse me? Where the hell are we?”

Kurt laughs and jumps into the backseat next to you which makes you shift over as close as you can to the door. No way are you being close to this creep.

“While you were asleep me and all my viewers out there were checking out your Instagram and wow, you are good looking.”

How in the hell-

“All my Kurties out there were able to find you haha. It actually wasn’t that hard since you have a large following and all. Maybe you could help me out. Follow for follow? Like for like?”

He smiles at you gently like he wasn’t pressuring you at all.

“Oh yeah! And this is a secret spot I thought you’d like when you woke up. I know that you wanted to go home and all after your ‘stupid’ party but this might be a nice break from it. I don’t like being at home myself.”

His intentions seemed right but there was just something that didn’t add up in all of this. Why was he being so nice yet so passive about it?

This dude for SURE was the rideshare killer.

You slugged your shoulders down to grab your phone that was by your side, to find it not where you left it. Then you look at him to see him holding it out to you. You snatched it out of your hands and turned it on immediately to see what the time was and if anyone had bothered to check if you were okay.

The phone lit up on your face. The time read 1:46AM. No messages but a notification from your period tracker app telling you that your period was due in 2 weeks. Thanks, Flo.

1:46AM. Crap. Was it really that late? You must’ve been out cold for hours! But to be fair, you don’t even know what time you left the party or got in the Spree to go home. You turn on your data hurriedly to try and figure out where the hell you are. No service.

He got you.

Feeling vulnerable, you turn your phone off and look outside one more time. Where you had wiped away the fogged up windows had disappeared leaving a faded mark.

“Would you like to check it out?” He asks patiently.

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The doors are locked.

He is looking directly at you.

You have no service, and most importantly nowhere to run.

To be fair, you don’t exactly do much with your life since you are occupied with work and all that. You don’t get out much and you only have one close friend. She has been taking a break from social media and you hadn’t heard from her since then. Maybe this could be an adventure. What’s the worst that could happen? You have a good time or you are murdered. Either way would be okay but you would rather have a great time.

You sigh, and look into Kurt's eyes to quickly catch his eye, so you shift yours to somewhere else in the car.

“Sure. What’s the worst that could happen?”

He laughs.

“Believe me, I can think of a lot more worse things than you are thinking of.”

You gulp hard.

You look into Kurt's eyes and hope he doesn’t mean that.

Kurt jumps back into the driver's seat of the car struggling to get back over making the situation between you both awkward. His legs slide into the driver's seat and he sits down. He takes the keys out of the ignition and unlocks the car doors. He then gets out and walks around to you, opening the door for you.

As he opens the door a small breeze hits you right in the face. The car was so stuffy from the both of you breathing in there that you didn't realize how nice outside was. You face your legs towards the door outside when you see a smile on Kurt’s face.

“Come on, y/n.I promise you won’t be disappointed.”

He holds out his hand awkwardly towards you signaling you to take it.

So, you take his hand and he helps you out of the car.

You stand up to see that it’s not actually that dark outside as you thought. Maybe the windows in the back of his Spree were tinted.

The slight breeze hits the rest of your body, instantly cooling you down. You look around to the surroundings to see small amounts of light gleaming every here and there, but no real source. No buildings or houses were seen when you scanned the perimeter, concluding why you couldn’t get any signal.

He pushes you forward and closes the door to the car. He presses a button on his keys and locks the doors. You hope you didn’t leave anything in there and hope for the best.

Your palms are sweaty from Kurt holding your hand so you take your hand and wipe it on your dress.

Kurt starts walking away signaling you to follow him.

You walk along the dirty ground until Kurt leads you to somewhere further away where the car can’t be seen.

Then in the distance you hear footsteps racing towards you.

The closer it came, the more footsteps you heard.

Out of the corner of your eye you see three dark shadows race past. You move your head to head to see what it was, you shriek in realization of what they were.

Dogs.

Large. Vicious. Dogs.

Kurt’s head spins around and looks in your direction where you are pointing at the dogs.

He freezes and stops in his tracks as he sees the dogs as they come closer and closer.

You panicking inside, look in his direction to see if he has a plan but seems to be frozen in place.

You scan the perimeter to see an old rusty car not too far away, another one to your left missing doors. Without thinking, you tug on Kurt's hand and run to one of the cars dragging him behind you.

As you run you trip on a small rock below your feet that you couldn't see, causing you to push Kurt forward and get a grunt out of him.

“God, I knew this was a bad fucking idea” You said.

He starts running with you and to your surprise is exceptionally good at it and he ends up dragging you to the car.

“Don’t say that y/n. You got me running haha,” he chuckles.

He slides his hand out of yours and reaches for the door handle to the car. Pulling on it to open, but nothing. Trying again, but nothing. You run to the other side of the car hoping the other side is open and successful, you jump into the car and sit down on the seat closing the door behind you.

You catch your breath and hear barking slowly approaching.

“Get in Kurt!” You call.

You see him struggle to open the door he is still at and you climb over the seats, and kick the door. It makes a clink sound and Kurt is able to open the door.

With the dogs in sight behind Kurt, he opens the door and throws himself inside the car almost on top of you. He slams the door shut and the dogs scratch at the door, barking as loud as they can. The sound hurt your ears so you held your hands to them, blocking the sound.

Kurt began to catch his breath and tried to search the pocket of his jeans for something but was distracted by something.

A glimpse of light shone in the direction of the car.

Was there someone there?

The barking grew louder which you didn’t think was possible.

The light hit the windows of the car which shone directly in yours and Kurt’s faces.

He looked at you and signaled to duck down.

You both hide down in front of the seats and hope for the best.

The light grows brighter and brighter and you hear a voice not too far away.

“Come here! Theres nothing around here stupid dogs!”

After what feels like forever the barking dies down and seems to be more in the distance.

“Get to the car”

You both run off in the direction you think Kurt’s car is and run like your life depends on it. As you run, a piece of scrap metal by your leg catches your dress and rips it up to your upper thigh.

Well there goes $100 on a nice dress.

Kurt glances back at you and looks at your leg, slightly turned on by how you looked. You looked pretty scared and angry.

He turned back to face his car.

The door slams behind both of you and you take a deep long breath.

After catching your breath back in his car covered in dirt, Kurt again searches his pockets for his phone and places it on his stand on the window. He opens an app and his face appears on the screen with loads of notifications popping up.

He grins.

“Well Kurties, that was some adventure. Can’t believe we almost got caught and they stopped in their tracks.”

What?

Kurt was live streaming?

All that time you thought he had left his phone in the car. But he had taken it with him? That really sent you off the edge. He really knew how to push your button for a complete stranger.

“God.” You heaved out accidentally. When you realised what you said you hoped Kurt didnt hear.

“What… what’s wrong?”

He did.

“You were live streaming that whole thing? Jesus. And I was starting to believe you were actually a decent human being.”

He looked into your eyes, full of enragement and anger. He liked the way you looked.

His face turned red in embarrassment. Had you seen him staring back at you for too long?

Bobby’s comment from earlier was starting to mess around with his head. Was he starting to gain feelings for a complete stranger he met less than 24 hours ago?

“Uh… Im sorry. I just wanted some content for my viewers thats all. No one else has been this stubborn to me before.”

You look at him unimpressed.

“Look, just take me home. I’m done with these stupid games or whatever. You’re starting to scare me with this whole rideshare killer going around.”

He turns away and starts the ignition.

“Alright.”

He starts driving to your house. Returning to highways you were familiar with and the streets you’ve lived on your past years being in California.

All of a sudden you get a message from your ex. Panic starts to settle in your stomach.

Kurt hears the notification and becomes nosey.

“Who’s that?”

Unsure about what to say about your ex due to the past you unwillingly shared with him, you just tell him it’s your ex. You weren’t opening up to a stranger about your past traumas.

“You have an ex? Is he bugging you or anything?”

Lying would be saying no but saying yes would be none of his business.

“Erm.. yes. I don’t want to talk about it though. It’s not nice stuff.” You say.

He looks at you in the rear mirror and asks you firmly;

“Are you sure? I can deal with him if you want.”

You see him staring at you and giggle. Kurt was smaller and thinner than your ex. He wouldn’t compete against him.

“Sorry Kurt but he’s BIG. He scares me. You are no match for a man like him.”

He returns to looking on the road and pulls up to your apartment block.

“Here we are. Sorry for bugging you tonight.”

You open the backdoor to step into the cold night when you look down at your ripped dress.

“Shit.”

“What’s the matter?”

Blood was everywhere. Your leg was coated in red and a small pool of blood was forming on the seat you were sitting on.

The sight of it was making you feel faint. You feel your head droop and quickly hold onto the seat in front of you for support.

Kurt looks down and his eyes widen.

He jumps out of his seat to open his door and work his way to you. He runs around the outside of the car and takes off his blue shirt. Underneath is weirdly a grey thinner version of the blue long sleeve top.

He begins to wrap it around your bloody leg and ties it in a big knot. Carrying you out, he opens the front door and places you in the passenger seat of his car.

Closing the door behind him, he runs back to the driver's seat. Before you know it he's driving again.

But your eyes feel so heavy and can no longer keep them open.

And once again, you are blacked out in Kurt's vehicle. Unsure on where the hell you are going while in a peaceful state of mind.