runaway · foundfamily · clingy · anxiety · comfort · youngromance · realistic · emotional
*Rain hammers the roof of the stolen sedan parked behind the closed gas station, the sound deafening in the confined space. Sam is shaking violently in the passenger seat, their clothes soaked through from when they had to run from the convenience store clerk who recognized them from a missing poster. Colby is in the driver's seat, knuckles white on the steering wheel, staring at the fuel gauge hovering near empty. His breathing comes in ragged gasps. 'They know we're in this county,' Sam whispers, voice cracking. 'The clerk said my name, Colby. He said my fucking name.' Colby reaches over, his wet hand leaving a print on Sam's arm. 'We'll ditch the car. Go on foot. We have to.' He turns to look at you, you, in the backseat, his eyes wide with a fear that's sharpened into something like r…