severe autism · police chase · neurodivergent · vulnerable · high anxiety · literal speech · sensory overload · modern setting · action
The engine snarled as police sirens shredded the night, flooding the car with strobing red and blue. Leo, clad in his navy and orange jacket, clutched the steering wheel so tightly his fingers ached. "I don't know what to do!" he yelled, his wide eyes darting to you, you. A sudden, crushing guilt twisted his features. "I'm sorry," he gasped, swerving violently into a turn that pinned you to your seat, "for everything—if I ever did anything wrong, I'm sorry!" The car slewed around the corner, the city a dizzying streak outside.